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The graveyard was directly behind my house.

It was as if someone was standing there.

Someone stopped us.

Aah!

I felt something touch my arm.

The picture took my breath away.

I swear. I will place my hand on a Bible.

I saw a full apparition of a revolutionary war soldier.

Berlin Heights is about 4 miles from Lake Erie.

It's a very small town.

It has one white church and one stop light

and one street down through the middle called main street.

It's got a population of around 700 people.

Berlin Heights actually has a huge history.

Hudson Tuttle was born there.

Hudson Tuttle is the father of the talking board,

which is a precursor of a ouija board.

Berlin Heights was known back in the day

for this spiritualist movement.

The little house I moved in,

I used to call it the little hobbit house.

The graveyard was behind my house...

Directly behind my house.

The cemetery had graves in it from early 1700s

till about the early 1900s, an old family plot.

The graveyard was located in a different area,

and at some point,

the people that were interred there were moved to the place

that is behind where I lived.

Many of those people that are buried there

were born in the late 1600s,

and there was a gentleman that actually is buried there

that founded Berlin Heights.

I looked at his history, and he has a very special history.

He was a revolutionary war soldier.

Aah!

Mary B., you scared the life out of me!

My name is Mary-Beth Mada,

but a lot of people call me Mary B., especially Annie.

Annie, Amy, and I, my sisters, all like to get together

and spend the weekend together, or...

Mary B., you nasty girl.

Look what you had me do. Look.

I thought her house being in front of a cemetery

was pretty cool because we all loved cemeteries,

and here she's finally living near one.

- Hi, Annie. - Amy.

- So good to see you. - How is my kid sister?

My name is Amy McVay.

My sisters and I, we're very close, very close.

Annie is...

Um, she's the eccentric one.

Have this mess to clean up now.

Mary-Beth is the planner,

and me, I just go along with the crowd.

I am now the oldest of the three sisters.

I did have an older sister.

She passed away,

but Mary-Beth is 8 years younger than I am,

and my sister Amy is 15 years younger than I am,

so she was the baby of the family.

We are best friends, all of us.

- Close the door behind you. - Yeah.

We went down to the corner, and we had a bite to eat.

We had dinner and a couple beers

and went back to her little house.

Hey, you guys, I have a great idea!

Let's go for an after-dinner walk in the cemetery!

This time of night? You all are crazy.

Oh, come on. It'll be fun!

We thought it would be fun

to walk through the cemetery at night

just to get a little scare, you know, and be silly.

This is going to be so much fun, you guys.

You have the craziest ideas, Amy.

I'm sure Annie was very excited

to go to the cemetery because she would want to tell us

all the history of each of the people

there that she knew about.

Ready?

I was kind of apprehensive.

I really didn't want to go to the cemetery at night.

It kind of freaked me out actually.

- All right. Let's go. - Let's go, girls.

This is going to be so much fun.

I think Mary-Beth was pretty on board

with going in to the cemetery.

I don't think she was as scared as Annie was.

It was dark.

There are no street lights, so it was very dark that night.

I don't even think I had my phone with me,

but Mary-Beth and Amy both took their cameras.

- Oh, let's take a picture. - Okay.

We were laughing, I suppose, and...

- Cheese! - Cheese!

...giggling a little bit that we were going to the cemetery.

- Come on, you guys. - Okay.

- Aw. - Sounds good.

But when we entered the cemetery,

a dark night seemed to get even darker,

and I mean that in the literal sense of the word.

Didn't feel very odd at first. You know, we were excited.

"Oh, look at this one. Oh, look at that one."

This one is really old, like revolutionary old.

- Oh, wow. - Captain Edmund Galesworthy,

died on the battlefield January 11th, 1777.

He was a soldier.

Uh-huh.

He marched.

We never took pictures in the cemetery before.

Girls, that's enough.

Don't you want one?

No.

We're going.

Aah!

I think it was just an owl or something.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Let's go look at some more. Come on.

So, I was walking ahead of them,

and I was snapping the pictures,

and I heard Annie and Mary-Beth behind me

making noises like they were afraid,

and I just kept saying, "Come on. Come on, let's go,"

and then, all of a sudden,

I just stopped, and...

I just got a really strange feeling.

What is it, Amy?

I feel like there's something watching us.

Then after that, things seemed to get a little more serious.

We all kind of came together at that point.

Aah! Oh!

No.

I didn't feel like we were the only ones there.

I felt there was something else there

that wasn't appreciating us

being disrespectful maybe,

being silly like we were.

- Let's get out of here. - Okay.

- Let's go. - Go. Go. Go!

I wanted to get out of that cemetery,

so when I looked at their faces,

I knew that they were feeling the same thing

I was feeling, which was just fear.

It was as if someone was standing there.

Come on.

Someone stopped us.

It was if someone was standing there.

Someone stopped us.

It was really fast.

We left fast, and as soon as we left the cemetery,

we hightailed it back to my house.

Stupid flashlight.

I need a stiff drink.

Me, too.

I think when we went back into the house,

we all just started blurting out our feelings,

and at that point, we're safe

and probably got a little silly again.

- That was a bad idea. - That was so scary.

We just kind of shrugged it off

as being three sisters on an adventure

in a cemetery late at night,

and there was nothing to it.

Look. You know what, you guys?

I left something in the car.

I'm just going to get it. I'll be right back.

Shortly after we got in,

I had something in my car that I wanted to get out.

Amy went out to the car,

which I wouldn't have done by myself,

but she did.

As I was coming back in the house,

I felt something touch my arm.

I looked around, and there was nothing.

There was no cobwebs. There was no bugs.

There was nothing that would have touched my arm like that.

That freaked me out probably more than anything.

After Amy got back in from going out to her car,

she was a little quiet at that point

and didn't really say much.

Amy, what is it?

What's happened?

Nothing. I got to go to bed.

I didn't tell them

because I didn't want to scare them

any more than they already were scared.

Hey, sweetie.

- Hey. - Coffee?

Sure.

Did you sleep well?

No, I didn't sleep very well.

How come?

The next morning, as we're drinking our coffee,

Amy tells us she had something to tell us.

I felt something grab my arm, and I looked.

I looked everywhere. I looked behind me,

and there was nobody anywhere.

And we both looked at her and said, "What?"

You sure it wasn't a tree branch or a bush?

I looked up and down the street.

There was nobody anywhere.

She was adamant there was something that

touched her arm.

I didn't feel like anybody was trying to hurt me.

It was just a touch.

They believed me because I'm not one to overreact on anything.

You know, I really don't.

She wasn't joking.

I could tell she was not joking about that touch.

What a strange night we had.

We had the wind and that feeling we all got at one point.

You know what? I think we should go back.

I think we have to go find out what's going on.

It opened up a discussion of what happened the night before,

and we decided that maybe we should revisit the cemetery

during the day, retrace our steps as best we could.

We decided we wanted to go back in the light

and see what had made us stop at that certain point,

and I wanted to take some pictures in the light

at that exact spot.

We all became very brave during the daylight.

It feels completely different in here today.

It's still kind of creepy though.

Going back the next day was much more respectful.

It was not fun and games anymore.

It's a small cemetery, so we could pretty much retrace

where we had the bad feeling the night before.

We were looking at this group of headstones

that was all in a row.

And Mary-Beth says, "Wait, look. I think I know why we stopped."

I saw a headstone with my name on it, Mary B.

Oh, my goodness.

I saw a headstone with my name on it, Mary B.

"Mary."

I've never heard anybody be called Mary B. except for me.

Completely shocked me to see a headstone

with my name on it.

You guys, it's my name.

It was Amy. The name was Amy.

- There's Amy. - I looked and Amy's name

was on the headstone next to mine, and I thought,

"You've got to be kidding."

Oh, my god.

How?

How is this even possible?

And that tombstone says "Ann."

And both Amy and I looked,

and there was Ann's name on a headstone.

This was more than just a coincidence.

I have to video this.

It was a very weird feeling

to see all of us sisters on those headstones,

especially after we had

the strange feeling the night before.

Here it is, the gravestones of Mary B.,

and I'll move over this way.

This is Amy.

And then we have a Susan, and right next to it is Anna.

I can only believe that they were related,

and perhaps they were sisters.

So we kept walking,

and then we see the headstone that says Louisa.

Which was my oldest, deceased sister's middle name.

She was diagnosed with m.S. When she was 40.

I felt overwhelmed.

We just looked at them.

All of our names are on all of these tombstones,

and that is why I think we stopped that night.

What is it, Amy?

I feel like there is something watching us.

I was downloading the pictures we had taken the night before,

and I was shocked at what I saw.

- Annie! - What?

Annie, you've got to see this.

What is it?

So I zoomed in on it.

Oh, my.

And it was definitely a figure of a man.

It is a clear apparition

of a man peeking from behind a tree.

You can actually see his hat,

and he looks like a revolutionary war soldier.

After that, I always kept my blinds pulled

because the back end of my house

looked right towards the cemetery.

I will place my hand a Bible.

I looked out,

and I saw... I swear I saw a full apparition

of a revolutionary war soldier just for a split second.

I was a skeptic before.

It really opened my eyes to things that are out there.

If somebody asked me now if I believe in ghosts,

I say absolutely.

I know they're out there.

Mary.

After that I would not ever go back

in that cemetery at night ever again.

Living in Berlin Heights made a believer of me.

It was almost like there was something invisible

in front of me making these noises that I couldn't see.

I've never been scared in the woods before, ever.

Get in the car.

You could feel it in your chest, in your bones.

I couldn't understand what was happening.

What is he doing?

We didn't feel safe at that point.

Aah!

Hurry!

My name is David Young.

I'm from Moncton, new Brunswick.

It's a fairly rural area.

We live outside of the city, so we don't have to go too far

to find a nice patch of woods to go hiking around in.

My name is Laura Berry.

I've been out in the woods my entire life,

and if I'm in the city too long I get really stressed out.

It's going to be so fun.

I used to come here when I was a kid.

I would like to be further out in the country,

more in the woods.

We drive an hour out of our way just to go somewhere

where we're not going to run into people

and where it is going to be completely quiet and natural.

Oh, here it is.

It's just a little four-Wheeler trail

that comes off the main road.

You wouldn't even see if you were driving by.

You actually have to know where it is.

The road to get in the old camp

is pretty much just an atv trail,

so you got to be careful when you're driving in.

It's a trail.

It's not a road, so it's a little rough

getting in and out of there too.

- Yeah. - Find...

On the little entranceway where you drive in,

there's some old metal washtubs

that people used to use to wash stuff.

They're overturned and rusted and got holes in them.

Okay.

The old camp is literally just a box with a roof,

and there's no electricity or running water.

My grandfather built it in 1948.

I was born July 1983,

and that September I was already down at the old camp

for hunting season with my dad,

so I've been out in the woods my entire life.

It's very secluded.

It's very quiet.

It's a very old area.

David.

Sorry. Hey.

After my dad passed away,

my uncle would let me use it as a teenager,

and I've been bringing my kids down there to visit the area.

There's a wood stove and two small bedrooms.

When we go out in the forest, we like to go find places

that are very private where there's no people around,

and where it's just all natural, mature-growth forests.

Just basically enjoying the natural environment.

- How's the water, kids? - Good.

- Good. Not too cold? - No, mom.

Down the hill from the camp there's a natural spring

with delicious drinking water.

Fill it up good there, buddy.

The kids throw some rocks in,

and we were just hanging out down there.

I've come face to face with moose.

I've come across deer and lots of wildlife,

I mean, rabbits, foxes, coyotes.

I spend a lot of time in the woods.

Did you hear that?

It's an animal. We probably scared it off.

I think he's just uncomfortable in the woods.

He finds it a little bit scary at times.

I try and explain to him that there is more to be afraid of

in the city than there is in the woods.

It's very dense, so you can see about 2, 3 feet into the woods,

but it felt like it was right there.

It's cold.

Whoo.

We weren't sure what it could have been.

We assumed it was a deer, so... or a moose.

On the other side, in the dense forest,

we heard this deep grunting noise.

It rattled us.

Get away.

I was looking in the woods

trying to see if I could see anything.

We all kind of stood back, and we were shocked.

We stood there for a minute,

waiting to hear what was going on.

That sounds really big.

Again, it did this deep grunt a few times in a row.

Because we had the children, I felt a lot less confident.

You know, you can just feel that something was nearby,

so it just felt really uncomfortable.

We heard like this big, like, stomping or thumping

on the ground, like, where you could feel it in your feet.

I got an adrenaline rush right off the bat.

It frightened me.

I got a bit of the jitters.

David looked at me, and I looked at him,

and the kids were playing in the spring,

and we were just kind of like,

"Okay, we should probably go up now."

Let's get back up the hill.

Come on, kids. Quickly.

Quickly, guys.

Whatever this is doesn't want us here.

Obviously, it's sounding aggressive.

Hurry, kids. Don't trip.

We were scared, and we didn't know what that was,

couldn't figure it out, couldn't see anything,

but it felt very close.

I almost felt like I could reach out and touch it,

it was so close.

Come on, David.

I'm coming.

I'm very, very careful when we go into the woods.

I'm very protective of my family.

So after that initial incident, I was kind of uptight.

Go play in the cabin, kids.

Are you sure we shouldn't do this another weekend?

What?

No way, David.

I wanted to go home.

I said to Laura, "I think we should leave."

She didn't want to.

Look.

It was probably a deer or something.

I really don't think that was a deer.

Something is out there.

We had just gotten there.

It would have just felt like such an incredible waste

to have left.

Let's just relax, okay?

I grew up in the woods, whereas David didn't,

so sometimes he can get a little bit more spooked than I do.

Let's go for a walk up above the camp.

We can go to that clearing where the oil drum is.

I was very uneasy from that point on,

and I would have left

if Laura wouldn't have suggested otherwise.

There's some nice, clear walking trails,

and I felt like it made David feel a little more secure

instead of being in the thick wooded area where you can't see,

you know, 2 feet in front of you.

Not too far ahead, kids.

We kind of shook it off, and we talked about it.

I'm trying to figure out, "Was it a deer? Was it a moose?"

When you go in the woods,

we get what we call our forest ears on,

and you're hearing every little thing,

so you become very in tune with your environment.

Probably about half a kilometer to a kilometer

up into the pine stand,

there is a big oil drum.

Uh-oh.

So we went and looked around, and, you know, telling the kids,

"Oh, I used to come here when I was a kid and climb this tree."

We used to go this oil drum and bang on it as kids.

Quiet now, kids.

This used to be my special playground when I was a kid.

I'd come here and climb trees and send messages to the woods

by banging on this oil drum.

Yeah, even louder.

Yeah, just like that.

Why don't you go find some blueberries for lunch?

Yay!

We decided to come back to the camp to have our lunch.

Well, we'll see if we can find more on the way down.

Okay.

We started unpacking and getting our lunch ready,

get some snacks for the kids and that sort of thing,

and then that's when we heard it again.

That hrumph noise again, and it was really deep and loud.

We heard that same grunting sound a few times,

and then that thump, that deep rumble in the ground.

Got pretty uneasy, and it carried on.

- What's going on? - What is that?

Kids, get back inside.

It was so loud, and it reverberated the ground,

and it went up into my feet, into my chest,

and I could feel my chest vibrating.

It was a ..., something like that,

but it was beyond my capability of my vocal chords.

It was very deep.

It was resonating.

Stay in the house, kids.

We were all together, and we all had

the same reaction at the time.

It was very obvious.

It was very clear, and it was right there,

so it all caught us all of guard.

We all just froze and looked around

trying to figure what was going on.

I jumped straight in the air and stomped my feet down

just to try to replicate it,

to stomp down as hard as I could,

and nothing even remotely close to what we felt.

It was very deep.

It was resonating.

You could feel it in your chest

and in your bones when it happened.

And I think that's what made it a lot more real,

and made it that much more terrifying

was because you could feel it.

I couldn't understand what was happening.

I continuously kept trying to rationalize what it could be.

It felt like it was about 20 feet away maybe.

It was almost like there was something invisible

in front of me making these noises that I couldn't see.

Aah!

Kids, get out here.

We're going to leave right now.

It's okay. Get out!

Get in the car.

It's going to be okay. It's going to be okay.

Hurry, David.

Hurry, David!

- Come on. - Coming.

Forgot the backpack.

What's going on, mom? What's going on?

It's all right, kids.

I remember Malik even putting down the window and me like,

"Put the window back up."

Put that window back up right now!

And that's when we heard the bang on the washer.

And it was like a ding, ding, ding, ding,

like someone was hitting it with something.

We couldn't figure that out.

After this series of events that had just happened,

hearing that just really set our nerves off.

Something just hit that wash bin

up by the entrance to the camp.

And then we heard banging on the oil drums and the washtub.

Bang, bang, bang on that side,

and then bang, bang, bang on that side.

The banging on the washtub

seemed to have almost a rhythm to it.

That's the oil drum at the top of the camp.

The two of them were 100 feet from each other,

so if something were to go from one to the other in between,

we definitely would have heard it, especially at that speed.

How'd it get there so fast?

There's no animals that would do that,

and the fact that the drums were

so far apart from each other, there was two things.

Mom, dad, let's get out of here.

- We got to go. - Yeah.

If we hadn't heard the banging on the drums,

I would have believed that it was a deer or a moose.

There was no evidence of people.

There was no new car tracks when we had driven in.

We had to get out of the car and move downed trees

to be able to drive in.

It's going to be okay.

It's fine.

We didn't feel safe at that point.

It had escalated our feelings of insecurity.

It's fine.

It's fine.

Come on.

If you think about it, if it wasn't a person or people,

then what animal can pick up a stick and bang on a drum?

- Hurry. Come on. - I'm trying.

- It's not going to go. - What's wrong?

It was the banging on the drums

while the growl was going on that was, like,

really, really unsettling

because it has to be a person or something.

It has to be a something, not an animal.

It's fine, kids.

You don't want to say that it could be Sasquatch

because people will just look at you like, "What?"

What's going on?

But I've never been scared in the woods before, ever,

and to have something like this, it shook me.

We literally, like, jumped in the car

and drove out as fast as we could.

My children very much take cues from me,

so when my face dropped and my mouth was gap

and my eyes were wide and I was terrified, like,

the looks on their faces were like,

"Oh, mom. Mom is scared."

Like, "Okay," and I remember, like,

they were very unnerved on the drive out.

It's okay, guys.

Just a big animal or something back there.

Nothing to be scared of.

I was shaking. When we were driving out of there,

I had adrenaline running through my system.

I didn't know what to think because it was just so strange.

He stopped at one point and got out of the car,

I remember just being like, "What are you doing?"

What are you doing?!

I'll be right back.

I left my door open, left the car running.

I went out and looked at it.

I told them to stay in the car, I'll be right back.

I'm pretty sure I was yelling out the window

to get back in the car.

David!

I was looking for deer tracks, moose tracks, bear tracks,

even a dog or a rabbit, anything,

something that my rational mind could understand.

David?

- Mom, what is he doing? - It's okay.

When I saw that there was no signs of anything there,

it just really...

It made me even more scared, I suppose, because it was just,

once again, more mystery, more questions.

It felt like something was watching me or knew where I was,

but I didn't know where it was,

and it also had a threatening feeling about it.

Hurry!

Close the door. Come on.

A lot of people are scared to talk

about their experiences in the woods.

You don't want people to, like, be like, "Oh, you're crazy,"

as if it was, you know,

Sasquatch or anything, like, "Oh, what?"

And so you're just trying to rationalize it.

Anything that has not been scientifically proven yet,

I think it's hard for people to discuss it.

David was there.

I have support.

I have somebody that experienced it, and the kids were there.

Harper might not remember it, but Malik does.

I'm still very skeptical, but I'm open-minded as well.

I'm always a little bit on edge, just wondering,

but if something like that were to happen again

I may question going back.

I can't say for sure if there is Sasquatch

or if there isn't 'cause I've never seen one.

It's just made me more aware

that maybe we don't know everything yet.

Maybe we haven't found everything that can be found

in the woods.