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Hey it’s Michelle Newman, and this week’s calls go from haunted workplaces to haunted childhoods, with the folklore behind them: the Lady in Red, crisis apparitions, and El Silbón, the whistler who drags a sack of bones.
An anonymous caller stayed at the Bush House Inn in Index, Washington, and dreamed she’d lost her husband. The next morning she found a book in the lobby with the inn’s most famous ghost story, and it matched her dream.
Emily from Chicago felt something tapping her foot while she slept alone. She got up to feed the cat. The front door was wide open and the cat was asleep in the kitchen.
Sabrina Wu from Los Angeles grew up feeling something malevolent watching from one corner of her childhood bedroom. Years later, her mother filled the house with sage candles.
Cindy Ketron from Avon, Indiana, was in fifth grade when she offered a ride home to a pale friend dressed all in red. Halfway to the car, the footprints in the snow stopped in the middle of the schoolyard.
Christina from Phoenix kept catching a man in the corner of her eye at a podiatry office. One lunch break, she woke in a recliner to find a tall, thin man crouched at her feet, looking into her face. A coworker refused to say what she had seen.
Johnny from Kansas says the ghost of guitarist Randy Rhoads appears whenever he plays.
Emma was a kid when her cousins bought a life-size knitted clown that kept moving on its own. They locked it outside, and it was on the couch by morning. Then four kids saw it running through the long grass.
Carlos from San Antonio took a night cook job at a 24-hour diner off I-10, where the manager told him to say hello to Danny, the cook who died there in 2015. In week two, a figure with a blurred face blocked the freezer doorway.
Tony from Ypsilanti spent time in his girlfriend’s Victorian house, where bread vanished, footsteps filled the rooms, and a camcorder shut off with a full battery. The historical society found it was once a mortuary.
James from Greeley, Colorado, was six when folding chairs shot into the air and crashed together in an empty high school gym. Then he saw a bloody handprint on the door.
Erica from San Diego lost her brakes coming down Palomar Mountain after her dad joked about shape-shifters her grandmother said never to name.
Vicki from Hammond, Indiana was nine when the kitchen phone rang, but the phone in her hand did not. Then she heard her late brother say her name.
And Cindy Ketron closes with Halloween 1981 on Monument Circle in Indianapolis, an elderly woman, a wagon, a black cat, and a carpetbag full of human bones.
00:00 Intro
00:00 Anonymous caller and the Bush House Inn dream
00:00 Emily from Chicago and the tapping on her foot
00:00 Sabrina Wu and the corner of her childhood bedroom
00:00 Cindy Ketron and the girl in red
00:00 Christina and the man at the foot of the recliner
00:00 Johnny and Randy Rhoads
00:00 Emma and the knitted clown
00:00 Carlos and Danny the ghost cook
00:00 Tony and the Ypsilanti mortuary house
00:00 James and the bloody handprint in the gym
00:00 Erica and the brakes on Palomar Mountain
00:00 Vicki and her brother’s voice
00:00 Cindy Ketron and the bag of bones
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Theme music: Sexy Sax by Cool Cascade
Video Editing: Chelsi Johnston
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