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Narrator: In this world, there is real evil...
In the darkest shadows and in the most ordinary places.
These are the true stories
of the innocent and the unimaginable.
Although Rebecca Lennox enjoys a fairy-tale life,
she harbors a dark secret that could rip it apart.
She keeps it hidden...
Until a barrage of terrifying visions
launches her on a collision course with her past
and an intense battle with her ultimate fear.
Between the world we see and the things we fear,
there are doors.
When they are opened...
Nightmares become reality.
Some believe there are restless, earthbound spirits
who drift aimlessly, unaware that they are dead,
all the while seeking comfort from the living.
But when lost souls are ignored, they sometimes get angry
and must break through the physical realm
to make their presence known.
Some of the participants of this program appear in shadow,
to protect their privacy.
She was an angel.
Good night, Becky. I'll see you next week.
Narrator: In the fall of 1974,
7-year-old Rebecca Mallory lives in the New Jersey suburbs.
Like all parents, her father,
New Jersey police officer sergeant bill Mallory,
worries about keeping her safe and happy.
Mr. Mallory! Can't forget this little guy.
Hi, pop-pop.
How was your day?
We played checkers, and I won.
Oh, good for you.
Narrator: As an only child,
Rebecca is close with her family, including her pop-pop.
Rebecca: My great-grandfather, who I knew as pop-pop,
was very friendly, and I really liked having him around.
Buckle up, honey.
[ Engine turns over ]
[ Police radio chatter ]
Rebecca, tell your father to wait.
Dad, don't go.
[ Tires squeal, crash ]
Rebecca: We saw the motorcycle was laid out on the ground.
And the driver was a good few feet away from the bike.
Stay in the car.
Dispatch, I got a 901
at the intersection of main and mendham road.
Request assistance immediately.
How did you know, Becky?
Pop-pop told me.
Honey, pop-pop has been dead for five years.
Rebecca: He died when I was 6 months old.
My pop-pop being in the backseat was actually normal.
The accident happening in front of me was what upset me.
It was... it was bizarre!
Keep your voice down.
Narrator: The strange incident troubles Rebecca's father.
The kid sees things.
Rebecca: My mother insisted to my father.
Her exact words were pretty much,
"I'm telling you, the kid sees it. The kid sees things."
Maybe she has a gift.
Pop-pop did. I mean, he knew when he was gonna die.
Rebecca: The week before he died, pop-pop made arrangements for it.
He died on a Saturday afternoon, just like he said he would.
Don't start that. You know I don't believe in that stuff.
It made me feel like a little liar.
Narrator: Over the next year,
Rebecca grows into a well-adjusted young girl
but continues to see spirits that others cannot see.
Hello.
I'm Karl. What's your name?
Becky.
I'm 7, but I'll be 8 soon.
Rebecca, stop it!
There's nobody there. The steps are empty.
But, daddy, there was a man sitting on the steps.
Rebecca: It's hard to explain to somebody else
that you can see a reality that they can't.
There was a man...
Narrator: Rebecca's father cannot come to terms
with his daughter's odd behavior.
She is too old for imaginary friends.
Pop-pop and all of these friends are in your head.
But, daddy, I see them.
Then just block it out.
Just block it out.
It was upsetting for a child, to have your father yell at you
for something that you can't help.
There's no switch that I can turn off and on.
I promise, daddy. I promise I'll stop.
[ Sniffles ]
In my teenage years and early 20s,
I just kept it completely to myself.
If I saw something that nobody else saw,
I would just look away
and carry on as if I didn't see it.
Narrator: Rebecca gets married in 1995
and, years later, suffers through a bitter divorce.
Rebecca: Go away. I'm working.
What's up?
I'm scared. I want to sleep in Tim's bed.
Oh. And what does Tim want?
I want to sleep with you.
Okay, get in.
Narrator: In 2002, Rebecca moves
to southeastern Virginia with her two children,
7-year-old Tim and 5-year-old Hanna.
You guys settle down, or you're going back to your own beds.
It was easy for me to ignore everything
while I was a single mom following my divorce
because I was working 50 hours a week and raising 2 babies.
Narrator: At this point in her life, she's become an expert
at blocking out any unwanted visitors.
Between a demanding work schedule
and raising two children,
Rebecca makes time for fund-raising
at a local children's hospital.
Thank you for coming. Your name?
Daniel Lennox.
Narrator: In early 2003, Rebecca meets Daniel Lennox,
a successful dentist in the area.
I can never get these things hooked.
Here, let me.
The two feel an immediate attraction.
Thank you, um?
Rebecca. Thank you.
Daniel: I was engaged to be married when I met Rebecca,
and we really hit it off,
and I ended up breaking off the engagement,
and we started dating.
Narrator: They marry right way,
eager to start their lives together.
Oh! [ Chuckles ]
Rebecca: After Daniel and I got married, we moved to a new house,
we started talking about maybe having a baby.
Everything was great. Life was good.
Narrator: Daniel is a devoted husband
and a loving father to Tim and Hanna.
We pretty much became your typical ideal family.
[ Laughter ]
What do you want for Christmas?
Tim: My two front teeth.
[ Laughter ]
[ Faint cry ]
Narrator: Weeks later...
Rebecca: When I first saw him,
the hair on the back of my neck stood up, you get that chill,
and it's almost like you're too afraid to move.
I didn't want to acknowledge that it was there.
Block it out.
Just block it out.
Block it out.
[ Children laughing ]
I couldn't choose not to see him.
He was there, regardless.
Narrator: Rebecca is terrified.
For some reason, she cannot block out this spirit.
Rebecca worries that the recent sighting
will open up a chapter in her life that she closed long ago.
Rebecca: His presence was almost like a threat
to the peaceful, happy, little life that I had established.
Hey, mom, can I watch TV?
You know what?
Dinner is almost ready, so go wash your hands, okay?
[ Exhales deeply ]
Hi, honey.
Hey, go wash your hands, okay? Dinner's almost ready.
[ Sighs ]
I must have seen about two dozen patients today.
How was your day?
Narrator: As always, she keeps her secret to herself.
Honey?
I'm sorry, what?
Is everything all right, Rebecca?
Yeah. You know, I'm just... I'm really tired, that's all.
Nothing. No big deal.
Rebecca: I didn't tell Daniel.
I was afraid that would open a whole can of worms
I didn't want him to know about.
Narrator: As the days go by, Rebecca hides her fears
and tries to keep things as routine as possible
for her family.
Hanna! Yes, mama?
Come on, baby, let's go have snacks inside today.
Come on, sweetie.
Just have a seat at the kitchen table, okay?
Hanna: Mommy.
I'm sorry, honey.
Rebecca: The day I saw the little boy's spirit in the hallway,
I decided to accept it
but not share it with anybody else.
Narrator: Daniel senses that something is bothering Rebecca.
I knew that if I pushed too hard,
that she might just close up and not tell me anything.
So, I figured, you know, she'll tell me in her own time.
Rebecca: I was afraid that my husband would either not believe me
and think that I was just crazy
or he would believe me but would react in the same manner
that my dad had 20 years ago.
Narrator: Later that night...
You going to bed?
Yeah. I have an early morning tomorrow.
Don't stay up too late, okay?
I'm right behind you, promise.
Love you.
Love you, too.
Rebecca: I felt somebody tugging at my blanket.
Tim?
I sat up, thinking it had to be my son,
but there was nobody in the room.
Ow, ow!
Narrator: Rebecca feels a strange pressure on her lower leg.
Rebecca: I heard the boy.
He was giggling... not a sinister giggle, nothing evil,
just like a little kid would giggle.
Narrator: She discovers a tiny bite Mark.
Rebecca: The bite Mark looked like a small mouth,
and you could even see
where the top four teeth were all misaligned and crooked.
Narrator: For the first time in her life,
Rebecca is faced with an unimaginable revelation.
Rebecca: Being actually physically bitten took it to a whole new level.
In my entire life, no matter what I saw, what I heard,
no being had ever actually touched me.
To know that they can touch you was terrifying.
Couldn't sleep without me, huh?
I was afraid of what my husband would think if I told him.
Rebecca?
What does this look like to you?
And he was in total shock.
Well, it didn't break the skin.
From the looks of the bite,
there was nothing that could have done it to her
except for a very small human mouth.
Did one of the kids bite you?
No, they're both asleep.
I think it was something else.
Honey, this is a child's bite.
I can see where one of the front teeth are crooked.
Rebecca, what's going on?
And I told him, "I think a ghost bit me."
I keep seeing this spirit of a little boy
out by the tree line.
Narrator: Rebecca still can't bring herself
to reveal everything to Daniel.
Rebecca: I was too afraid and too confused and too scared
to go into anything further than that at that time.
But I swear it's true.
I see him as clearly as I see you.
Daniel: I didn't know what to think.
I didn't know how to react.
I had never been faced with anything like this before.
Why didn't you tell me?
'Cause I was afraid you'd think I was crazy.
Narrator: The presence of the bite Mark
is contrary to everything Daniel believes.
Daniel: I didn't want to believe it was something paranormal,
but faced with the evidence,
I didn't know what else I was supposed to believe.
No, no, Daniel, what are you doing?
Narrator: Daniel insists on getting professional help,
but Rebecca is resistant because she doesn't want him to know
any more than what's she already told him.
Daniel: I didn't want this to happen again. That was the main thing.
I wanted answers, and to that end, to protect my family,
the only thing that I knew to do was to contact somebody
that knew more about these things than I do.
Narrator: Daniel searches the Internet for hours,
studying hauntings and looking for paranormal investigators
in southeastern Virginia.
He finds a group with solid credentials...
The center for paranormal research and investigation,
a nonprofit organization based near Richmond.
Daniel contacts the group
and sends them the digital pictures.
A week later, an investigator
from the center for paranormal research and investigation
comes to the house.
Here are the photos I took of the bite Mark.
Can I see the actual bite Mark?
It's... not there anymore.
I see.
Mrs. Lennox, is this the first time
you've experienced paranormal phenomenon?
Oh. Yes, but it was no big deal.
Rebecca, he bit you.
Narrator: Daniel is surprised when Rebecca downplays the incident.
He wasn't trying to hurt me.
Rebecca: I didn't want anybody else in it.
The sooner I could forget about it, the better.
Entities like this are usually harmless.
Narrator: The investigator tells them
that the spirit will likely go away on its own.
I'm sure that it will,
but we appreciate you coming out.
Daniel: I took her word that we were probably gonna be okay.
I started to feel a little bit more at ease.
Thanks again.
Narrator: Rebecca is relieved when the investigator leaves.
As far as I was concerned, that was the ideal outcome...
Just go away.
My husband kind of let it go.
It seemed to be like a small storm that I had ridden out,
and I thought it was over.
Narrator: The house is quiet for two weeks.
Daniel: Nothing else happened. We were fine.
We started to get back into our routine again,
and it was almost kind of forgotten.
Narrator: Once again, Rebecca hopes to put the past behind her.
Man: I'm going down!
It was my p-51. It was my mustang.
Rebecca: I started hearing the male voice,
and it was almost as if he were in the kitchen.
Man: Mayday! It was a p-51! Mustang! It's going down!
Rebecca: And this male voice seemed to grow closer to me,
almost right behind my head.
[ Airplane nose-dives ]
Stop! I don't understand!
God, Rebecca!
Daniel: She's visibly very shaken, and she kept asking me,
"don't you hear him? Can't you hear that?"
And I said, "no, I don't hear anything," and I didn't.
Rebecca.
You can hear him, right, Danny? You can hear him, right?
He's a man!
He's talking about his p- 51 and his mustang!
He won't stop! He won't stop screaming!
[ Man's voice stops ]
Oh, my god, it stopped!
You must think I'm crazy. I'm so sorry.
Daniel: I could tell by the look on her face
that she wished I hadn't witnessed it.
Maybe she thought I was gonna leave her,
and that never really crossed my mind.
Are you sure he said "p-51" and "mustang"?
Yeah, why?
I said, "a p-51 is a military aircraft.
"It's an aircraft from world war ii,
and they also flew in Korea."
I said, "what's this all about?"
Narrator: Daniel is confused.
Rebecca knows nothing about world war ii planes.
Hanna: Mommy.
Tim: Mom, what's wrong?
Nothing, honey.
Mommy and daddy were just talking a little too loud.
But, hey, who wants some ice cream?
Relax. I'll get the ice cream.
Yay!
I want sprinkles! Okay.
Vanilla, chocolate. Hanna: Yummy!
Narrator: Not sure what to do,
Daniel searches for any information he can find
on p-51 aircraft and possible crashes in the area.
Rebecca: When Daniel was trying
to come up with some kind of logical explanation
as to what had happened, I was thinking,
"oh, my god, he is going to completely demand
"that I go see a psychiatrist, and they're gonna medicate me.
And that's the end of that... This is over."
Does this picture mean anything to you?
No, nothing at all.
Narrator: Rebecca's relieved that Daniel believes her,
but she refuses to dwell on the incident.
Daniel: She just wanted to kind of close the lid on it
and not talk about it and not deal with it.
I was upset and angry
because I couldn't fix this problem and I couldn't help her.
Narrator: One day, while the kids are in school,
Daniel takes Rebecca on a day-trip to nearby williamsburg,
hoping to take her mind off of things at home.
Waiter: Have you decided? Or do you need a few minutes?
Honey?
Oh, I'll just have what you're having.
Narrator: Rebecca is despondent
and begins to wonder about her own sanity.
Rebecca: There are times, many times,
where I have to sit back and ask myself
if I belong in a padded cell on thorazine
or if it's all really real.
Once you start doubting your own sanity,
everybody around you will.
We'll both have the special, please.
I don't know what to say,
except that I'm here for you.
I'm fine, Daniel, okay? I'm... I'm... I'm fine.
People can only take so much, and if these unexplained things
were happening to her constantly,
it was gonna take a toll on her.
Narrator: Later on the way home...
[ Radio tuning ]
Woman: My name is Elizabeth Pratt-Jones.
Narrator: Rebecca hears the voice of an old woman.
Daniel hears nothing.
Woman: Where is thy child? My deceased?
Where are my... You can't do this to me!
Rebecca?
I want my child!
Are you hearing something here in the car?
Just write it down, okay? Elizabeth Pratt-Jones.
Where are my deceased? You... you can't do this!
Write this down, too... Property...
Rebecca: She said her property was taken from her
and it was unfair and she was not to tolerate it,
that the magistrate didn't listen,
sold her slaves at auction, and she didn't see a penny of it.
Daniel: I was completely and utterly stunned,
and I thought to myself, "she hasn't told me everything."
And it was at that point that I realized
that she was really the focal point of all of this.
Narrator: That night, Daniel doesn't push.
He gives his wife some space.
Woman: My name is Elizabeth Pratt-Jones.
Narrator: Rebecca is stunned.
The woman she heard in the car is now in her home.
[ Breathing heavily ]
Stop it! Stop it!
I can't take anymore! You're driving me crazy!
What's wrong, babe?
It won't stop, Daniel.
Even when I'm asleep, it won't stop.
Babe, listen to me.
Either we move out of this house
or we call the investigators.
It's your choice.
Call the investigators tomorrow.
Rebecca: It was a huge turning point for me.
I was tired of keeping it to myself.
So why not just go the distance and finally get it out there?
Narrator: In the morning, Daniel calls back
the center for paranormal research and investigation.
Your group analyzed our house.
He speaks with the new regional director, Tom veranice.
Veranice is a scientist.
He worked at NASA as an aeronautical researcher
for 35 years.
Veranice: My work with NASA gave me a good, solid background
in studying scientific research.
What we are looking for
is the possibility of proving paranormal activity does exist
through instrumentation and through scientific research.
Narrator: Veranice agrees to meet with the couple
and run a few tests on the property.
Is Thursday convenient?
Daniel: The sooner, the better.
I'll be there around 7:00.
Thanks.
Narrator: Veranice calls upon Melissa kepley
to help with the investigation.
Kepley: My degree is in psychology.
I am brought in to observe during the interview process
to see if I see any red flags
that may indicate some type of mental instability.
Tell me about the little boy, Rebecca.
I don't like thinking about him. He makes me feel sad.
He was a child. He wanted attention.
I believe Rebecca and Daniel wanted
some type of physical verification
that what she was experiencing was in the environment,
that it was not in her head.
Did he frighten you?
No, no, the only thing that really scared me
was that I could see him but nobody else could.
Daniel: I was shocked that Rebecca was revealing as much as she was
to the investigators.
I wasn't shocked at things that she had seen and heard.
I was more shocked she was willing to tell these things
that we had just kept between ourselves for so long.
With your permission, we'd like to set up equipment
to take emf readings, inside and out.
Yeah, go ahead.
[ Beeping ]
Narrator: Most of the emf readings recorded around the property
prove inconclusive.
So Tom and Melissa try using a compass.
Veranice: Emf readings can be done with a compass.
A compass will pick up a magnetic field
and will cause it to move.
[ Beeping quickens ]
When we put the compass and an emf meter near Rebecca,
we saw the compass spin, and the emf meter lit up.
That is something we associate with an entity
and not with a human being,
especially with these particular meters.
And that was a big surprise to us.
We didn't get any indication that the house was haunted.
However, we did get some high emf readings in the hallway...
especially near Rebecca.
Rebecca, have you told us everything?
The house isn't haunted.
I am.
I've seen entities, spirits, whatever you want to call them,
ever since I was a little girl.
Rebecca: I did tell them everything
from my great-grandfather as a young child in my room,
to the accident, straight on up to the pilot.
Ever since we moved in here,
I haven't been able to ignore these things like I used to.
And when I couldn't ignore the little boy
and then I couldn't ignore the pilot
and then Elizabeth, I just... I panicked.
I was finally able to say,
there it all is, there's everything.
And now I don't have to hide anymore.
It was a huge relief.
Do you think I'm crazy?
Kepley: We were convinced that we weren't dealing with someone
who was mentally unstable
and that we weren't dealing with a hoaxer.
We were dealing with someone
who legitimately had experienced something.
Why haven't you told me any of this before?
I'm sorry, Danny.
I was just so afraid you'd think I was crazy.
Narrator: Because of the lack of physical evidence,
the investigators follow up with additional research
at the college of William & Mary.
Veranice: We had to take the information that they had shared with us
and then investigate that on a historical side.
Did these people actually exist,
that she claims she has talked to?
If we could prove that they existed,
now we had something that was quite interesting to everyone.
Rebecca: I had the worst feeling I've ever experienced in my life.
It was fear and sadness all at the same time.
Daniel: I felt it before I saw it...
This palpable danger.
As it passed out the door, the feeling of dread went away.
Narrator: Daniel fears that the shadow
is an ominous manifestation of the pilot
and his presence is an omen
that something terrible is about to happen.
The Lennox family soon moves to a new home
on the other side of town.
For the next couple of weeks, things are peaceful.
Rebecca and Daniel put the past behind them.
[ Telephone rings ]
Hello?
Oh, hi, Tom.
Um, yeah, yeah, sure. Tonight will be fine.
Okay, great. Thanks. Bye.
They found something. What?
Daniel: The thing I wanted most from the paranormal investigators
was validation.
I didn't necessarily want to get rid of the entities,
because I don't believe that they can be gotten rid of.
In the same way that she didn't ask them to come around,
I don't think she can ask them to leave, either.
Narrator: That night, Rebecca and Daniel meet with the cpri team.
Veranice: This article is from the daily press.
It's dated march 16, 1950.
Narrator: Two pilots ferrying p-51 mustangs
crashed 600 yards from the couple's former home.
That's amazing.
Before revealing the rest of their findings,
veranice has some questions for Rebecca.
Veranice: We wanted to make sure that we weren't being fooled.
I think Rebecca was being very honest,
but we have to make sure that the information she's giving us,
there's some accuracy there.
So we comprised a little test for her.
Rebecca, look at these names and these photographs.
Narrator: He gives her a list of names
without telling her which one is the pilot.
This is him... Harold Schultz,
only, his friends called him Hank.
And the other pilot was William wellerman.
Rebecca easily picks out the names of the two pilots
mentioned in the newspaper article.
It was a moment of just shocking revelation that,
my gosh, she just had a list of 20 names, she picked 2 out.
She gave them more information than what they had given her.
Then Tom asks her to identify the pilot, Harold Schultz,
from a lineup of photos.
Harold Schultz's photo isn't here.
You're right.
Veranice: It was pretty exciting to see it firsthand and witness this.
Was this a laboratory environment
with sensors tied to somebody's brain?
No, it was not.
But we felt it was a good enough test
for what we were trying to do at the time.
Narrator: Without a name, the little boy is untraceable.
What about Elizabeth?
According to records at William & Mary,
Elizabeth Pratt-Jones lived on Henry street during the 1700s.
Her husband was a failed businessman,
and the state confiscated the family's property
to cover their debts.
Narrator: It seems that Rebecca's supernatural gift
attracted Elizabeth in williamsburg,
over 30 miles from Rebecca's home.
I'm not crazy?
Rebecca: It's a huge relief.
But it's still really hard to overcome that fear
of coming out of the closet, so to speak, with this.
Narrator: Since the move,
Rebecca has not seen or heard the little boy or the pilot.
She believes that their spirits
are somehow connected to the old house
and they were drawn to her because of her sixth sense.
Over time, Rebecca learns to accept her gift.
Rebecca: Right now, I feel like I've got a pretty good handle on it.
But I also know enough to know
that I can't predict what tomorrow might bring,
as far as this sighting and hearing the entities goes.
I could see one tomorrow, I could see one
as I'm walking out to my car to take the kids to school.
You never know.
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