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(logo buzzes)

(dark, unsettling music building)

(woman): I'm not safe in here.

I feel like I'm being watched. Like...

...there's eyes on me.

I'm so scared.

(video glitches)

(unintelligible audio)

(thunderous bang)

(people struggling and arguing)

(arguing calms)

(footsteps thumping)

(door creaks open)

(footsteps thump)

(Riley): Mia!

(wild animals howling)

(ominous growl)

(gloomy music plays)

(Reporter): The hosts of the popular YouTube channel

"Paranormal Paranoids" have now been missing for a week.

(Reporter 2): Speculation abounds for the whereabouts

of the so-called "Paranormal Paranoids."

Peter Bailey, Laura Tucker,

David Reynolds, and Riley Brennan.

(Reporter 3): They were last week near the southern edge

of Darke County, Ohio,

near an abandoned town called Shelby Oaks.

(Reporter 4): The Darke County Police Department say

they're doing their best to locate them,

but have very few leads.

- These people are fakers, man.

They've always been frauds.

They're still frauds.

- They're baiting you.

Just building anticipation for the next episode.

- They recently started using two cameras.

The cops have one.

So, where's the other?

- The parents are requesting

that the public take this seriously.

- This isn't a hoax.

- It's been one full week since we learned

of their disappearance,

without a new development in the case,

their friends and family

are starting to fear the worst.

(picture rustles)

(Mia): This is Riley, as you know her,

host of "Paranormal Paranoids."

This is Riley as I know her, my little sister.

My name is Mia Walker.

I've been searching for Riley for the last 12 years,

and I'd like you to get to know her the way that I do.

♪ I'm haunted in the morning ♪

(Riley): One, two, three, four...

(Mia): When we were kids, she was very mature for her age.

She was always thinking,

figuring things out, seeing things no one else saw.

Some people keep a dream journal.

Riley kept a dream sketchbook.

She'd start drawing instantly, as soon as she woke up.

She had extremely vivid dreams.

And sometimes...

she even drew her nightmares.

(Riley strumming guitar continues)

♪ I wonder where I'm falling ♪

(Mia): In high school,

she started to take the arts more seriously.

And the Riley that I knew just melted away

when she was performing.

She really came out of her shell.

And she got good at that.

Pretending that she was okay when she wasn't.

♪ Big sister, won't you find me ♪

(Mia): So, with that passion of hers,

it was no surprise when the channel took off.

(mysterious music plays)

(Jess): For the last half of the 20th century,

UFO researchers, demonologists, psychics,

all that, there was a mysticism to it.

Even the idea of investigating the supernatural

was becoming a joke.

What happened with the Paranoids changed that.

- Since then, locals refer to it simply as

"The Suicide Shed".

(Jess): YouTube was brand new.

Nobody knew what it could be, or who might be watching.

The Paranoids tapped into an audience

that had been relegated to UFO conventions,

and paranormal chatrooms,

and those people were starved for content.

(Mia): Nearly every time they filmed,

they captured something most paranormal researchers

spend their entire lives looking for,

which is why they had so many doubters.

(ominous music plays) (Mia): You know, at first,

I thought they could have been faking things, sure.

I mean, I didn't know how else to explain it.

But I also knew that Riley wouldn't do something like that.

She took all this stuff very seriously.

(startling bang) (screaming)

- What was that?

(Laura): Riley, don't go all by yourself, Riley.

(Paranoids speaking indistinctly)

(Laura): Chill, chill.

(Riley): Where did that come from?

(door opens)

(evil growl)

(Paranoids screaming) - Whoa! Whoa! - Holy shit!

- I believe my sister's not a liar.

I tried talking to her about it

but after the prison episode, she got real quiet.

(footsteps echoing)

- Jesus.

(David): What?

(breathing nervously)

- Don't you feel that?

(David): No. Feel what?

- Cold.

(Laura): Holy shit. (David): Oh, fuck!

(Laura): Riley. - What? What?

- No, it's fine. (panicked breathing)

- Wait! - No, Riley!

Riley! (Peter): Riley, no!

- We have to go now! (ominous music peaks)

(Mia): A lot of people called bullshit on that.

But then the uploads stopped and the channel went dark.

Some of the fans were worried,

but most seemed to think it was a publicity stunt.

And then... everything changed.

- Today's top story, the hosts of the YouTube channel,

the "Paranormal Paranoids" have been missing for five days.

(Mia): People started taking it seriously after that.

It's sad to say,

but that's really where their fame began.

After their disappearance,

people all over the world

started scouring through their videos

searching for answers.

(Fan 1): There are videos of her on her channel

talking to someone offscreen that we've never met.

The police need to be checking everything.

(Fan 2): Having clear sight of a car belonging to a member

of the group may also be helpful for us going forward,

if we ever need to identify a vehicle.

(Fan 3): There were plenty of theories,

but nothing concrete ever came forward.

- So, there is a lot to unpack here.

- And then, there's this odd clip

of her talking to another Paranormal Paranoid, Peter.

(mouse clicking)

- Well, we had the gas station security feed,

and their card numbers.

They had made their last recorded purchase

there just outside of Shelby Oaks.

So, we knew they at least got that far.

Anywhere they kids might have been going,

we had to investigate.

So, the most obvious place was the old amusement park.

(people screaming)

(Mia): It's about 60 miles from here.

My mom used to talk about it all the time.

She loved going there when she was a kid.

They had a ballroom and bands played there.

It was pretty much the reason to go to Shelby Oaks.

(Ferris wheel clicking)

(Mia): The park closed in the late 90s

after a really bad fire.

A lot of people think the place is haunted.

(Burke): Shelby Oaks has been a ghost town since the late 90s.

From the perspective of these kids, though,

I mean, that place was a gold mine.

It seemed promising but it was just another dead end.

- I know this is hard for people to hear,

but I don't think these are just going to turn up anything.

I think the energy is better spent on finding who did it.

(Burke): Every good cop knows that feeling.

When it starts to sink in that the person you're searching for

isn't coming home.

(Mia): Robert and I met two years before Riley went missing.

I always wanted to be a mother

and Robert always wanted to be a daddy.

And we tried for a bit but... it didn't happen.

And then...

when Riley went missing,

it just...

...it just wasn't the time anymore.

Not after that.

(phone ringing)

(worrying music plays)

(Reporter): Tragically, the bodies of Peter Bailey,

Laura Tucker, and David Reynolds

were found in a cabin just outside of Shelby Oaks, Ohio,

an abandoned ghost town the young adults

may have been investigating for their show,

"Paranormal Paranoids."

On the front door of the cabin,

this disturbing symbol, smeared in blood.

Riley Brennan, the host of the program,

is still missing.

- I'm so scared.

(Reporter): A video camera was discovered from the scene

that police say may have captured the perpetrator.

(sinister music)

(Mia): Once the footage got out,

it sparked a nationwide campaign.

I mean, you couldn't go to the grocery store

without seeing it on a sign or a billboard.

- Who took Riley Brennan?

(Burke): From the video, we could ascertain

that the suspect was a white male, 6'1", maybe 6'2"

based on the height of the window.

He was wearing gloves.

So, basically we had nothing.

And...

there was uh...

there was that other thing.

We must've watched that tape 500 times

before releasing it to the public.

None of us saw it.

But now, like...

can't get it outta my head.

(door creaks open)

(footsteps thudding on stairs)

(loud crash) (Riley): Oh, God.

(sinister music plays)

(Riley): Did I ever tell you about the night terrors

I used to have?

I'd see this man in my window and...

I just feel trapped.

It's-it's, I mean, it's weird, it's crazy.

- No, no, you're fine. - But like, I saw...

like, images of...

like, the school, and the prison,

and these numbers. And--

- Wait, after the fact, or before?

- No, like, when I was 13.

(Mia): Riley always had a connection.

When she was little,

she had these awful night terrors.

Like, we'd hear her screaming

and Mom and I would run into her room and find her sweating

like she'd just run 10 miles.

I'll never forget the way her eyes looked.

She kept saying she saw a man

standing in her window starting at her.

Her second story window.

We never found anything except a crack in the glass.

She must have been 13

before she finally grew out of that.

The last night I saw her,

she had that same look in her eyes again,

like she knew something was wrong.

(video glitches)

(intelligible audio)

(Mia): There's been a lot of debate about what she said.

I've watched it a thousand times.

I'm positive she said, "Mia, he's back."

(sinister music plays briefly)

When we were little,

Mom always made sure we could find our way home.

In the woods outside,

she carved our initials in the trees.

If we ever got lost out there,

we could just follow the markings,

and they always led us home.

(tender music plays)

I just want to lead Riley home.

(camera woman): Okay. That's great.

Uh, let's take a break.

(plant litter crunching under foot)

(crew member exhales)

- Oh, just--

(knock at door)

- Sorry.

Are you... do you need help?

(sobbing) - She...

she finally let me go.

(gunshot cracks) (camera woman screams)

(police radio chatter)

(sirens wailing)

(dark, disturbing music)

(music intensifies)

(indistinct chatter)

(gunshot echoes)

(inaudible screaming)

(sinister music continues)

(music softens eerily)

(ambulance doors clunk closed)

(music peaks then fades)

(Robert): You okay?

(Mia): Yeah.

(footsteps thud away)

(door closes)

(tape rattles)

(footsteps thud on floorboards)

(floorboard creaks)

(door creaks open and shut)

(cables click)

(ominous music)

(camera chimes on)

(microphone static)

(video beeping on and off)

(David): And action.

(Riley breathes nervously)

- Welcome back to "Paranormal Para--."

(Mia laughs through tears) Shit.

Um... Why did we choose such a hard name?

(David): You got it. (Riley): Okay, um...

welcome back to the "Paranormal Paranoids."

Today we're taking our first foray

into the mysterious world of ghost towns.

Behind me rests the abandoned town of Shelby Oaks,

located right on the edge of Darke County, Ohio.

What really happened to Shelby Oaks?

Some say the cops went bad, so it went sour,

but truth is, no one knows for sure.

That's why we're here. (video beeps)

(Peter speaks indistinctly)

(unsettling music plays)

(David's footsteps crunch approaching)

(David): What is it?

(hesitates)

- I think...

I think we should leave.

(David): What do you mean? We just, we just got here.

(Laura): Riley?

- Yeah, but it doesn't feel right.

(sighs)

(Laura): Riley.

You okay?

(Peter): Riley, what's--

(David): Are we seriously gonna do this again?

(video beeps off)

(static crackles)

(David): And action.

- Shelby Oaks Amusement Park.

In its heyday, this was the only draw

for out-of-towners. There was a ballroom,

a few rollercoasters, even a hotel.

But after a series of missing persons reports

and a devastating fire,

the park eventually closed for good.

Now, all that remains of this once joyful location

lies in these woods, abandoned and forgotten.

(birds chirping)

(David): Perfect. First try, too.

- I think I had a dream about this place.

(David chuckles) (David): Really?

- Yeah.

My mom used to come here when she was little.

(David): Hmm.

(blows out breath)

(knife rasps in bark)

(David): "RM"? - Yeah.

Mia will get it when she sees it.

(laughs softly)

- Yeah. (David): Yeah, okay.

- Cool. (Laura): Should we get going?

(video glitches)

(heavy breathing)

(David): I can't tell if there's anyone there.

(Peter): Yeah, man.

(David): I don't think there's anyone in there. (Peter): No.

(David): Why don't you go back around and check it out?

(Peter): Yeah. (David): All right.

(video glitches)

(floorboards creaking) (Laura): Be careful.

(David): Yeah.

(tapping)

(Peter): Shit.

Shit. Shit. Goddamn it.

(Laura): We should sneak out the back.

(Peter): Listen, I'm not going to jail over a video.

(David): Hold on, hold on, hold on.

(Peter): What's he doing? (David): I don't know.

(Peter): He's just fucking standing there.

(Mia breathes shakily)

(Peter): Do not walk. (indistinct)

David, what the hell are you doing?

(Laura): What are you doing?

(birds chirping)

(David): Whoa.

(breathes nervously)

(David): Jesus.

Fuck, you scared the shit out of me.

(chuckles nervously)

What? What?

Riley... (Laura): Riley?

(David): Riley. (door slams shut)

(David): Wow, okay.

(video beeps off)

(coyotes howling in distance)

(footsteps tapping)

(video beeps)

(coyotes howling loudly) (Peter): David, look, um...

look, I-I didn't wanna say this around the girls, man,

but I'm really freaked out right now.

I mean, how the fuck are you sleeping through this?

These sounds are coming

from everywhere. I mean, they're, they're surrounding

the whole fucking place right now.

I mean, listen to this shit, man.

Can you fucking hear this shit?

How the fuck-- (video beeps off)

(video beeps on)

(Peter): Come on, I can't do this anymore.

(David): Come on, guys. - David.

(David): We're getting good stuff!

(loud bang)

(Mia breathes shakily) (Peter): Jesus Christ.

Get back, David.

(David): Guys, get behind, get behind.

(Peter): God dammit, David-- (David): Shh!

(door creaks open)

(crickets chirping)

(crickets chirping stops)

(slow footsteps thud on floorboards)

(startling beat)

(Mia breathes nervously)

(man grunting) (David groans loudly)

(squelching)

(shaky gasps)

(Peter): Stop!

(screaming)

(grunting)

(sinister music swells)

(male breathing heavily)

(wind howling)

(male breathing quickens)

(sobbing)

(sinister music)

(Riley): Help!

(breathing shakily)

(video glitches then snaps off)

(gasps)

(window cracks)

(door crashes open)

(Mia panting)

(door opens)

(Robert): Honey?

What is it.

(panting continues)

- There's something you need to see.

(video playing)

(heavy breathing)

(Riley): Help!

(video ends)

(footsteps thud, approaching slowly)

- How?

- It was in his hand.

- He brought it here?

Why didn't you give it to the police?

- I needed to see it for myself first.

- Come on. C'mere.

(Burke): The man's name is Wilson Miles.

Born in Shelby Oaks in 1981.

He spent five years

at the old Darke County Correctional

for aggravated assault and battery.

- The prison Riley filmed at?

(Burke): After he gets out, he falls off the map.

No bills, phone records.

Odds are he found a hole to hide in.

Until recently.

I know this is a...

delicate subject,

but do you have any reason to believe that this

might have something to do with your sister?

(Robert): What's wrong with you?

You're withholding evidence now?

This is what you've been searching for,

and now that you've got it, you're keeping it to yourself?

- You think that tape is what I've been searching for?

- That's... that's not what I meant.

- What did the tape actually tell us?

- That we know who the killer is.

- And where is he now?

They'll use that tape as an ending to the story.

They don't even have to look for the guy.

His body's at the morgue, rotting.

What else is left for them?

- Riley. - They already gave up on her!

For the cops, this'll be nothing new.

Nothing will change.

And as soon as the public gets a hold of it,

they'll drag Riley through the dirt,

all over again. It'll never fucking end.

Unless we find her first.

All I'm asking for is a few days.

(tense energetic music)

I need this.

(keys clacking)

(pencil scratching)

(microfilm reel clunks)

(mouse clicking)

(microfilm reel whirs)

(keys clacking)

(keys clacking)

(demonic music plays briefly)

(Morton): My prison died the day that Wilson Miles arrived.

- How long were you the warden there?

- Too long.

- In the interview I read,

you said that you couldn't explain

the rapid deterioration of the prison.

- I've had many years to think about it since then.

But one member in particular

puts it all in perspective.

It was the day of that awful riot.

A computer error unlocked every cell in block three,

the last place you want something like that to happen.

We used to call block three the grave,

because all the folk there had one foot in it.

- That's awful.

- What I saw in cell 37 was,

that was cell of one Wilson Miles.

He was a peculiar man.

Very quiet.

Spoke to no one.

On that day...

(chilling beat)

(alarm wails)

(Morton): His door was wide open.

He could have tried to run.

But he just... he just stood there.

Staring out the window.

Totally unaware of all of the chaos surrounding him.

When the dust settled...

(chuckles)

there he remained.

That man was carrying something.

I don't know what it was...

but it left nothing but death and rot

in my prison.

(exhales)

Are you sure he's dead?

- Very.

- Good.

(Riley): Now all that remains of this once joyful location

lies in these woods, abandoned and forgotten.

I think I had a dream about this place.

(chuckles) (David): Really?

- Yeah. My mom used to come here when she was little.

(David): "RM"? (Riley): Yeah.

Mia will get it when she sees it.

(chuckles lovingly)

Yeah.

(overlapping chatter) (David): Cool.

(Laura): Should we get going?

(video beeps)

(camera rewinds, whirring)

(David): "RM"? (Riley): Yeah.

Mia will get it when she sees it.

(chuckles lovingly)

Yeah.

(Mia): Oh, my God. (David): Cool.

(button beeps)

(Mia breathes shakily)

(Mia): Fair warning,

this kinda thing was more Riley's ballpark,

but just hear me out.

1981, Wilson Miles is born in Shelby Oaks,

almost immediately after

the town starts losing residents.

Businesses close, crops fail,

the town barely survives

by hanging on to its one and only draw...

the amusement park.

Riley and I went there all the time.

By the Millennium,

there are two things left in Shelby Oaks,

the amusement park, and Darke County Correctional.

That was taken in 2002. This is 2007.

After Wilson Miles was there for five years.

- What does this have to do with Riley?

- Her night terrors.

When she turns 13, she stops having them.

- Yeah, but she grew out of them.

- When Riley turns 13,

Wilson started his time at Darke County.

Five years later, he gets out, Riley disappears.

She didn't grow out of anything.

It was real.

- So, you think Wilson

was looking through Riley's second story window?

- No.

(hesitates)

I'm gonna tell you something I haven't told anyone.

Because up until now,

I wrote it off as a false memory,

a bad dream.

(Mia): When Riley was 9, maybe 10,

she was having a rough week.

Every single night, she was screaming, crying.

So, one night I decided I'd sleep in the room with her.

I thought it might help. And it did.

She slept through the whole night.

But I didn't. Not long after she fell asleep,

I heard something outside the window,

scratching at the glass.

I turned over in bed, I looked across the room...

and I saw it.

(glass cracks sharply)

I never told Mom or Riley.

After that, I never saw it again.

(picture crinkles)

(eerie music)

Until now.

I think this thing used Wilson,

possessed him, controlled him, whatever you wanna call it,

to get what its wanted ever since it first

looked through her window.

(eerie music plays)

I know. I know it's...

I'm totally fucking nuts.

- Where did the years ago. Hmm?

You need help, Mia.

(inhales shakily)

(footsteps thud away)

(front door opens and slams shut)

(pictures rustling)

(disturbing music building slowly)

(eerie beat)

(eerie music)

(windchime chimes gently)

(wind gusting)

(creature breathing creepily)

(creature breathing)

(unintelligible satanic whisperings)

(breathing intensifies)

(disturbing music peaks then fades)

(windchime chimes gently)

(Riley): The Darke County Correctional

would send shivers down the spine of even

the most experienced paranormal investigators.

Riots, murders, alleged hauntings.

(footsteps echoing slowly)

- Jesus. (David): What?

- Don't you feel that?

- Feel what?

- Cold.

(video stops)

(footsteps echo)

(video stops)

(Morton): That was the cell of one...

Wilson Miles.

(ominous music plays)

(car roars past)

(glass shatters)

(music swells then fades)

(footsteps echoing)

(sinister music swells then fades)

(nervous breathing)

(unsettling music builds)

(footsteps echoing)

(breathing shakily)

(sinister beat)

(heavy breathing)

(sinister music)

(unintelligible demonic speech)

(loud crash)

(shaky breathing echoes)

(light fizzles out)

(flashlight clatters)

(strange thump)

(thumps continue)

(creature growls loudly)

(arm whooshes) (Mia screams)

(intense chase music)

(truck starts)

(engine revs)

(music continues)

(truck rumbles to a stop)

(gear shifter clunks)

(truck rumbles away)

(engine cuts off)

(flashlight clicks on)

(insects chirping)

(birds cawing)

(breathes shakily)

(hand rasps on bark)

(gentle sobbing)

(strange growl in distance)

(bird cawing)

(disconcerting swell)

(shaky breathing)

(shrill beat)

(gasps)

(growling intensifies)

(footsteps crunch softly)

(low ominous music rumbles)

(leaves rustling)

(ominous music fades)

(old woman): May I help you?

- Sorry, I...

I didn't know anyone lived out here anymore.

(old woman): Oh, I have been out since well...

before I can remember.

(clears throat) Which isn't very far.

- Do you have a dog?

I followed one out here.

- A dog?

Oh... he's probably around here somewhere.

Thinking he can get a midnight snack.

(laughs creepily)

(strained inhale)

(old woman chuckles)

- I'm Mia.

- Mia. I'm Norma.

Won't you come inside?

(door creaks open)

(groans)

You can shut the door.

(door shuts)

(Norma grunts)

- Cracker?

- No, thank you.

- Hmm.

(Norma grumbles under breath)

- Maybe you can tell me if you've seen this girl before?

- Melanie, is it? - Mia.

This girl, have you seen her?

- Oh, I... I can't say that I have.

(floorboard creaks upstairs)

(footsteps thud softly)

- You live alone out here, Norma?

- Nope.

(Norma grumbles unintelligibly)

(grumbling continues)

(floorboards creaking)

(Norma): What's the story about that girl?

- She's my sister.

- Oh.

Tell me about her.

Oh, come on.

Entertain an old lady.

I haven't seen anybody but my son

in I don't know how long.

- Is that who you live with, your son?

- Mm-hmm. Right behind you.

(ominous music plays)

(floorboard creaks)

(Norma:) Do you have any children, Mia?

- No. (Norma): Oh.

Sorry.

Is there any, any reason?

- Just...

couldn't find the time.

- Hmm. I see.

(chuckles)

You sure there's nothing more to the story?

(Mia): Excuse me?

- Well, it's life, isn't it?

It's always about the timing.

Sometimes it gives, sometimes it takes.

(floorboards creak)

Would you still want one?

- You know, come to think of it, I am actually kinda hungry.

I think I might take you up on that snack.

- Of course, my dear.

(groans)

(mumbles unintelligibly)

(pages rustle)

(eerie music plays)

(music intensifies)

(thunderous demonic music)

(music softens)

(Norma): You should be proud of her.

She was strong.

Just as I was.

She's been given the chance to touch greatness.

- Where is she?

The police are on their way.

- That will make no difference.

- Tell me where she is, right fucking now!

(floorboards creaking)

(Norma grumbling)

(lock clangs)

(hatch creaks open)

(Mia breathing shakily)

(Norma): Don't be afraid.

It's a gift.

(floorboards creaking)

(purse unzips)

(breathing shakily)

(sinister music swells)

(Mia gasping loudly)

(unintelligible demonic whisperings)

(knife clangs to floor)

- Riley?

(sobbing) Honey, it's Mia.

Come to me.

I'm here, Riley. I'm here.

(crack from behind) (gasps)

Please, baby, hear me.

Riley.

I know you're in there.

(breathing shakily)

I found you.

(shaky exhale) We're going home.

(keys jingling)

(lock clunks open)

(gate creaks)

- Okay, honey, come on.

Come on, honey.

Just a little farther.

(eerie music swelling)

Jesus Christ.

(thunderous music plays)

(hatch slams shut)

(clasp clangs)

(Mia panting)

Hurry. Hurry.

(Riley): No. No! No!

- Riley.

(Riley sobbing)

Riley!

(ominous beat)

Fuck!

(unsettling music plays)

(Mia): Riley?

Riley, honey...

(baby crying in distance)

(Mia breathing nervously)

(door creaks slowly)

(baby crying)

(blood dripping)

(crying continues)

(Norma): Almighty Tarion,

Incubus of the North, shield this Cambion!

(hateful scream)

(grunts)

(gasping)

(dramatic music plays)

(unintelligible demonic whispers)

(Riley thuds to floor)

Almighty Tarion!

(baby cries)

Incubus of the North!

Shield this Cambion.

Bless him with the knowledge of your all-seeing eyes.

(shrill beat)

Let Hell's hounds guard his every move.

Bestow upon him your protection.

Let his seed be sown throughout the land in your name!

Guide him to the fire!

(creature growling)

(demonic music building)

(music quiets)

(Norma whimpers)

(Norma groans)

(disturbing music plays)

(Norma grunts)

(blood squelches)

(unintelligible demonic whisperings)

(breathes shakily)

(Norma exhales)

(gasping)

(exhales shakily)

(floorboards creak under foot)

(whimpering)

(baby cooing)

(sobs softly)

- Hi.

(sniffles)

(somber music plays)

(distant phone rings)

(baby babbling)

(babbling)

- Riley Brennan, the long-lost host

of the now almost mythical program "Paranormal Paranoids"

has been found alive.

She was discovered locked in the basement of a house

in Shelby Oaks,

the ghost town on the edge of Darke County, Ohio.

- The Darke County Police Department has confirmed

they have, in their possession, recently uncovered footage.

Coming up next, we'll be airing the shocking tape that features

the final moments of Peter Bailey,

Laura Tucker, and David Reynolds,

as well as the abduction of Riley Brennan.

We must warn you

that the footage is extremely disturbing.

- Things are definitely gonna be different.

I'm not sure there is a way to go back to normal

after everything we've been through.

I'm just grateful to have her back.

(camera woman): And... we are rolling.

- Okay.

(camera woman): Have you seen any improvement in Riley

since bringing her home?

- Well, it's just the first day.

But she showed some signs of awareness.

We still have a long road ahead of us.

(camera woman): How is Robert adjusting to all this?

- He's taking some time

and we both think that's healthy right now.

(camera woman): And the baby?

(laughs happily)

- He's wonderful.

(chuckles)

There was some reluctance at first,

given then circumstances. But he'll be safe here.

(chuckles happily)

(baby coos)

(footsteps thud away)

(dark, unsettling music builds)

(trunk thuds shut) - How's it coming along so far?

- Well, we've almost finished editing

everything we shot before... you know.

- Right.

- But, uh, this will make a great ending to the story.

(door shuts)

(car starts)

(unsettling music crescendos)

(camera woman): Hey, one last thing,

you told the police you just happened across that house.

Off the record... (scoffs)

how did you really find her?

- I guess something wanted me to.

(unsettling music continues)

(music stops abruptly) (Mia): Riley?

(wind howling)

(wild dogs barking)

(sobbing) - It has to die.

- Honey...

think about what you're doing.

- You don't know what's inside of him.

- I know my sister's not a murderer.

Please...

back away.

(disturbing music builds)

- I love you, Mia.

- No!

(Mia and Riley grunting)

(window shatters)

(Riley thuds to ground)

(Mia): Riley!

(heavy breathing)

(creature howling)

(creature growling wildly)

(creature growling)

(flesh squelching)

(screaming)

(screaming continues)

(flesh ripping)

(sinister music plays)

(Mia): I think this thing used Wilson.

(window cracks sharply)

Possessed him, controlled him, whatever you want to call it,

to get what it's wanted,

ever since it first looked through her window.

(somber music plays)

(terrified shriek)

(thunderous ominous music)

♪ Oooh ♪

♪ Oooh ♪

♪ I am haunted in the morning ♪

♪ I see a ghost no one else does ♪

♪ I am haunted in the evening ♪

♪ I see a ghost where someone was ♪

♪ I can't see where I'm going to ♪

♪ I can't see and I'm falling ♪

♪ I can't see looking for you ♪

♪ Come find me I'm waiting for you ♪

♪ Oooh ♪

♪ Oooh ♪

♪ Big sister I'm haunted in the morning ♪

♪ Big sister are you coming for me? ♪

♪ Big sister I'm haunted in the evening ♪

♪ Big sister should I keep on waiting ♪

♪ Should I keep on waiting ♪

♪ I think we might all ghosts ♪

♪ I think we might all be ghosts ♪♪

(woman): You worry your pretty little head.

There's nothing hiding under your bed.

Dry those tears and try to smile.

The sun will be up in just a little while.

Go back to sleep, there's no need to feel blue.

Your big sister won't abandon you.