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.
WHEN MORGAN KNUDSEN MOVES INTO AN APARTMENT
WITH A FRIEND FROM WORK,
SHE FEELS LIFE IS JUST BEGINNING.
BUT THE SPIRIT OF A LOST CHILD
THREATENS THE PEACE OF THEIR NEW HOME.
NOW MORGAN MUST RISK EVERYTHING TO SAVE THOSE SHE LOVES
FROM AN ENTITY DEAD SET ON DESTRUCTION.
BETWEEN THE WORLD WE SEE AND THE THINGS WE FEAR,
THERE ARE DOORS.
WHEN THEY ARE OPENED,
NIGHTMARES BECOME REALITY.
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EDMONTON, CANADA --
A TRADING POST TURNED MODERN METROPOLIS,
KNOWN AS THE GATEWAY TO THE NORTH.
BUT WITHIN THIS BUSTLING CITY, OTHER GATEWAYS EXIST...
TO A DARK, UNHOLY REALM.
[ THUDDING ]
[ DOOR CREAKS ]
[ WIND BLOWING ]
[ THUDDING ]
MOMMY?
[ THUDDING STOPS ]
[ THUD ]
[ GASPS ]
[ SCREAMS ]
Narrator: FEBRUARY 2003.
MORGAN KNUDSEN, NOW 20 YEARS OLD,
IS A MUSICIAN AND ASPIRING COMPOSER,
AND UNTIL RECENTLY SHE HAD NO HOME OF HER OWN.
Knudsen: I WAS GOING FROM PLACE TO PLACE AND HOUSE TO HOUSE.
IT WAS TERRIBLE, NOT HAVING THAT PLACE TO SAY, "THIS IS MY HOME."
Narrator: SIX MONTHS EARLIER, HER PARENTS DIVORCED AND LEFT THE PROVINCE,
BUT MORGAN DECIDED TO STAY AND FIND AN APARTMENT.
Knudsen: I HAD NOWHERE TO GO.
MY EXTENDED FAMILY WAS NOT CLOSE.
I WAS RELYING SO MUCH ON MY FRIENDS.
Narrator: RECENTLY, MORGAN FOUND A JOB AT A COMPUTER-TECH SUPPORT CENTER,
BUT SHE STILL CAN'T AFFORD A PLACE ON HER OWN.
LeVec: HELP!
UH, HELP.
OH, MY GOSH. BOB, ARE YOU OKAY?
I'M FINE. I JUST NEED A LITTLE HELP.
BOB LeVEC ALSO WORKS AT THE TECH CENTER.
ALL RIGHT. LET'S PUT IT DOWN HERE.
[ GRUNTS ]
THAT WAS EASY.
YEAH. MOVE IT A LITTLE TO THE RIGHT.
Knudsen: HE WAS VERY OUTGOING, VERY FRIENDLY,
AND WE CONNECTED RIGHT OFF THE BAT.
HE WAS HAVING ROOMMATE TROUBLE, AS WELL,
SO WE THOUGHT, "LET'S START LOOKING FOR A PLACE TOGETHER."
Narrator: THEY GET LUCKY,
FINDING THE PERFECT APARTMENT ATOP A 4-STORY WALK-UP.
Knudsen: AND WE BOTH WEAR OUR HEARTS ON OUR SLEEVES,
SO EVERYTHING THAT WE LOVED WENT OUT ONTO SHELVES,
WHICH MADE THE PLACE VERY SPECIAL.
BOB WAS IN A REALLY TOUGH PLACE.
HE HAD SEPARATED FROM HIS WIFE
AND HADN'T SEEN HIS KIDS IN MONTHS.
THAT PHYSICAL SEPARATION AND DISTANCE
WAS VERY, VERY DIFFICULT FOR HIM.
BOB! HUH?
WHAT ARE ALL THESE?
UH...
SORRY. I'VE BEEN FEELING A LITTLE FUNNY ABOUT THIS...
...BUT THEY'RE WICCA CANDLES.
"WICCA," LIKE WITCHES AND WARLOCKS?
THAT'S THE POPULAR MISCONCEPTION.
WICCA IS A RELIGION, LIKE ANY OTHER,
ONLY WE HONOR THE EARTH AND NATURE.
MOST PEOPLE LOOK AT IT LIKE IT'S A DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS WITCHCRAFT.
DON'T WORRY, BOB. I'M AGNOSTIC.
I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU PRAY TO.
GOOD.
YOU SEE, EACH CANDLE HAS A SPECIAL PURPOSE AND MEANING.
THIS ONE REPRESENTS LOVE.
AND THIS ONE -- PROTECTION.
Narrator: A FEW DAYS LATER...
OKAY.
IS IT WORKING?
NO.
BUT HERE, TRY IT WITH YOUR KEY.
ALL RIGHT.
IT WAS ALMOST LIKE SOMEBODY HAD THE LOCK ON THE OTHER SIDE
AND WASN'T ALLOWING US TO UNDO IT.
GREAT.
[ THUDDING ]
IS THERE SOMEBODY IN THERE?
WAIT HERE.
WE HEARD NOISES, LIKE SHUFFLING AND FOOTSTEPS.
WHAT'S GOING ON? WAS IT A BURGLAR?
Man: EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT?
OH, YEAH.
YOU SURE? MM-HMM.
HAVE A GOOD NIGHT.
THERE WAS NO ONE IN THERE.
THERE WAS NO SHADOWS MOVING AROUND.
THERE WAS NOTHING.
BOB?
HEY.
I GOT THE KEY TO WORK.
MUST HAVE BEEN SOME TRICK TO IT OR SOMETHING.
[ SIGHS ]
WHAT? YOU JUST STARTLED ME, THAT'S ALL.
OH. I GUESS THE NOISE WE WERE HEARING
WAS COMING FROM THE APARTMENT NEXT DOOR.
BUT THE APARTMENT NEXT TO US IS EMPTY.
OH, WELL, THESE OLD BUILDINGS TEND TO SIGH AND CREAK.
IT'S PROBABLY NOTHING.
YEAH. YEAH, I GUESS.
Narrator: LATER THAT NIGHT...
[ FOOTSTEPS ]
[ FLOOR CREAKING ]
[ SIGHS ] GO TO BED, BOB.
[ FOOTSTEPS, CREAKING CONTINUE ]
[ DOOR CREAKS ]
MORGAN?
SORRY. I-I THOUGHT I HEARD SOMETHING.
I TOLD YOU, THESE OLD BUILDINGS TEND TO CREAK --
AND SIGH. RIGHT.
I GUESS THAT'S IT.
MM-HMM.
GOOD NIGHT.
Knudsen: I WASN'T SURE WHAT TO MAKE OF IT.
IT WAS VERY, VERY UNNERVING.
[ FOOTSTEPS ]
HUH?
MORGAN?
I'M LONELY.
Narrator: MORGAN AND BOB HAVE LIVED IN THEIR APARTMENT FOR TWO WEEKS
WHEN THEY THROW A SMALL HOUSEWARMING PARTY.
I GUESS CHIVALRY ISN'T DEAD, AFTER ALL.
WHO KNEW YOU WERE SO STRONG?
OH, SHE SAYS THAT TO ALL MY SLAVES.
SERIOUSLY, MORGAN,
I WOULDN'T HAVE NEEDED YOUR SLAVES TO CARRY ME UP
IF YOU HAD MOVED INTO A BUILDING WITH AN ELEVATOR.
Narrator: MORGAN INVITES STEPHANIE WERTZ,
A GRAD STUDENT AND HER BEST FRIEND.
Wertz: IN HIGH SCHOOL, ME AND MORGAN -- WE HUNG OUT ALL THE TIME.
WE BECAME EXTREMELY CLOSE AND STILL ARE.
I CONSIDER HER LIKE A SISTER TO ME.
I WOULD LIKE TO PROPOSE A TOAST --
TO THE NEW APARTMENT.
AND NEW FRIENDS.
AND NEW POSSIBILITIES.
Narrator: COURTNEY CLAPPERNAN MANAGES THE TECH CENTER
WHERE MORGAN AND BOB WORK.
Clappernan: THE FIRST TIME I MET MORGAN,
SHE REALLY STEPPED UP AND WENT ABOVE AND BEYOND
WHAT I THINK NORMAL PEOPLE DO IN TRYING TO ASSIST OTHER PEOPLE
IN BEING THE BEST THEY COULD BE.
THESE ARE, UM, POSSIBLY THE MOST HIDEOUS THINGS I'VE EVER SEEN.
HEY! THESE ARE MY GOOD-LUCK CHARMS.
I PAINTED THESE MYSELF.
SHE HAD A SPARK ABOUT HER.
SO, WHO'S GOT SOME DIRT TO DISH?
HMM? ANYBODY?
WELL, I HAVE BEEN WONDERING
WHO MY ROOMIE HAS BEEN SNEAKING OFF TO SEE
THE PAST COUPLE OF NIGHTS.
OOH.
I KNOW YOU'RE TRYING TO BE QUIET,
BUT I CAN STILL HEAR FOOTSTEPS.
WHO'S THE LUCKY LADY?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
WHICH DEPARTMENT DOES SHE WORK IN?
HATS OFF TO THE CHEF. THE MEAL WAS EXCELLENT.
CAN I ASK YOU SOMETHING?
YEAH.
WERE YOU SERIOUS ABOUT HEARING FOOTSTEPS AT NIGHT?
'CAUSE I WASN'T LYING. IT'S NOT ME.
WELL, I BELIEVE YOU.
I GUESS MY EARS ARE JUST PLAYING TRICKS ON ME.
NO, THEY'RE NOT.
I'VE BEEN HEARING THINGS, TOO.
AND I'VE SEEN SOME THINGS.
THE OTHER NIGHT, I SAW WHAT I THINK WAS A SPIRIT --
THE SPIRIT OF A LITTLE 8-YEAR-OLD BOY.
HIS NAME IS JOSEPH.
HOW DO YOU KNOW HIS NAME?
HE TOLD ME.
HE'S COME A COUPLE OF TIMES. HE TALKS TO ME.
Knudsen: I WAS CONCERNED THAT MAYBE HIS SUBCONSCIOUS WAS GENERATING,
I'D HATE TO SAY, AN IMAGINARY FRIEND,
BUT SOMETHING TO REPLACE THAT NEED TO BE WITH HIS CHILDREN.
I'VE NEVER EXPERIENCED ANYTHING LIKE THIS BEFORE.
HAVE YOU?
IT -- IT DIDN'T HURT YOU OR SCARE YOU?
NO, NOT AT ALL.
I KIND OF FELT SORRY FOR HIM, ACTUALLY.
WAIT. I GOT AN IDEA. I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
I COULDN'T KNOCK OUT OF MY MIND
THE OCCURRENCES THAT HAD HAPPENED EARLIER
WITH THE FOOTSTEPS AND THE DOORLOCK.
WHAT IF THIS IS CONNECTED?
ACCORDING TO WICCAN BELIEF, LIGHTING THIS CANDLE
WILL BRING A SPECIAL SENSE OF PEACE AND HARMONY TO THE HOME.
Narrator: MANY WICCANS BELIEVE SACRED OBJECTS
FOCUS AND STRENGTHEN THEIR PRAYERS.
IT'LL UNIFY US --
YOU, ME, JOSEPH.
WHAT IF THIS BOY IS A SPIRIT?
Narrator: THE NEXT MORNING...
HEY, DON'T FORGET -- I GOT A DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT TODAY!
I'M OFF!
I'LL SEE YOU LATER AT THE OFFICE.
GOOD LUCK, BOB.
[ DOOR CLOSES ]
Knudsen: THOSE KEYS HAD NOT BEEN ON THE HOOK.
THEY HAD LITERALLY COME OUT OF NOWHERE.
I'VE ALWAYS BEEN
A LITTLE BIT MORE OF A SKEPTIC THAN A BELIEVER,
BUT I CAN'T EXPLAIN WHAT JUST HAPPENED.
IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE?
ALL RIGHT. HAVE A GOOD DAY, SIR.
[ SIGHS ]
[ TELEPHONE RINGING ]
HELLO?
What are you doing later?
I NEED TO TALK.
Why don't you come on over? What's up?
YOU SOUND...WEIRD.
YEAH, I FEEL WEIRD.
I DON'T WANT TO GET INTO THIS OVER THE PHONE,
BUT BOB THINKS THERE'S A GHOST IN OUR APARTMENT.
A GHOST?
YEAH, OR A SPIRIT OF SOME KIND.
LOOK, I GOT TO GO. I'LL TALK TO YOU LATER.
MORGAN?
HEY. HEY.
I HAD A REALLY GOOD TIME LAST NIGHT, AND I WAS WONDERING --
DO YOU WANT TO GO OUT FOR DRINKS?
I'D LOVE TO, BUT...
I JUST MADE PLANS.
CAN I TAKE A RAIN CHECK?
SURE. YEAH.
I'VE BEEN THINKING.
I MUST HAVE IMAGINED IT.
THE KEYS MUST HAVE BEEN THERE THE WHOLE TIME.
WHAT DID BOB SAY?
HE DIDN'T COME IN TODAY.
HE HAD A DOCTOR'S APPOINTMENT AND WOUND UP BEING OUT ALL DAY.
MAYBE IT'S NOT AS CRAZY AS IT SEEMS.
I WAS WATCHING THIS TV SHOW TODAY
WHERE THIS LADY WAS TALKING ABOUT THE SUPERNATURAL.
OKAY, WELL, HERE.
I TAPED IT, OKAY?
SIT DOWN.
LORRAINE WARREN HAS INVESTIGATED THE SUPERNATURAL
FOR 30 YEARS.
THE SPIRIT IS ATTRACTED TO OUR AURA --
THE SUPERNATURAL GLOW THAT SURROUNDS OUR PHYSICAL BODY,
BECAUSE THAT DEPICTS THE PERSON THAT WE REALLY ARE.
DO YOU THINK THIS LORRAINE WARREN HAS A WEBSITE?
MAYBE, YEAH. LET'S CHECK.
"THE DANGERS OF GHOSTHUNTING."
Knudsen: WE BECAME ADMIRERS OF LORRAINE WARREN'S CASES
AND INVESTIGATIVE TECHNIQUES.
WE THOUGHT,
BECAUSE WE HAD NOWHERE ELSE TO TURN TO FOR ADVICE,
THAT LORRAINE WARREN MIGHT BE OUR BEST BET.
LeVec: LIGHT.
IT SHOULD LIGHT.
HAVING TROUBLE?
I THINK YOU GOT THE WHOLE CANDLE THING COVERED.
I NEED THIS ONE TO LIGHT.
MAYBE THE WICK GOT WET SOMEHOW.
THIS WICK WOULD NOT EVEN ACCEPT THE FLAME.
I WAS DIAGNOSED WITH CANCER TODAY.
WHAT?
WHAT DID YOU SAY?
I SAID BLOOD CANCER.
OH, MY GOD, BOB. I'M SO SORRY.
YOU KNOW WHAT?!
I THINK I HAVE A LIGHTER.
I WAS DEVASTATED.
THIS COULD MEAN THE END OF A VERY CLOSE FRIEND.
[ BOB SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY ]
BOB?
BOB, I-I JUST --
I'M REALLY SORRY.
NOT RIGHT NOW, PLEASE!
OKAY.
JUST -- IF YOU NEED TO TALK --
LEAVE ME ALONE!
[ THUD ]
[ GASPS ]
Knudsen: SO I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK.
I MEAN, FIRST BOB THINKS HE SEES A LITTLE BOY,
AND NOW I'M HEARING THINGS, SEEING THINGS.
WHAT ARE YOU THINKING?
I'M THINKING THAT THIS IS THE MOST FASCINATING FIRST DATE
OF ALL TIME.
COME ON. LET'S GO.
I WILL PROVE TO YOU
THAT THERE IS A SCIENTIFIC EXPLANATION FOR ALL OF THIS,
AND I WILL EVEN GET THAT CANDLE OF YOURS TO LIGHT.
OKAY.
I AM ACTUALLY CERTIFIED AS A MASTER CANDLE LIGHTER.
1...2...
SEE, THERE'S A SPECIAL TOUCH.
THANKS, MR. PYROMANIAC,
BUT THE GREEN CANDLE'S THE ONE THAT WON'T LIGHT.
OBSERVE.
WE LIGHT THE LIGHTER.
HUH.
I TOLD YOU SO.
WHAT JUST HAPPENED?
Knudsen: SPARKS WERE COMING OFF THIS CANDLE LIKE A SPARKLER,
AND THIS WAS JUST A NORMAL WICK WAX CANDLE.
WHAT'S GOING ON WITH BOB?
HE'S WORKING THROUGH SOME ISSUES.
OH.
THEN I'D BETTER GET GOING, THEN.
WELL, THEN, GOOD NIGHT...
MYSTERY GIRL.
Knudsen: BOB?
LeVec: NOT NOW.
Boy: BOB?
WHAT? WHAT WAS THAT?
YOU'RE NOT ALONE ANYMORE.
YOU ALWAYS KNOW WHAT TO SAY.
Narrator: THE NEXT MORNING...
YES, I KNOW.
HARD TO BELIEVE.
IT'S BOB IN THE FLESH.
WASHED, DRESSED, AND NOT FOAMING AT THE MOUTH.
LOOK, I EVEN MADE COFFEE.
THANKS. SO, YOU'RE FEELING BETTER?
MUCH.
MORGAN IS THANKFUL FOR BOB'S RENEWED SPIRITS.
WELL, GOOD.
HE'S EVEN PLANNED A TRIP TO VISIT HIS SONS.
I'M GOING UP TO SASKATCHEWAN RIGHT AFTER WORK TODAY
FOR THE WEEKEND.
OH, BOB, THAT'S GREAT.
YEAH, AND YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT ME.
I'LL SEE YOU.
[ DOOR CREAKS ]
[ SCREAMING ]
[ GASPING ]
Knudsen: I DIDN'T KNOW IF IT WAS GOING TO ATTACK ME.
ALL I KNOW IS THAT IT WANTED ME VERY SCARED.
SOMETHING MORE THAN A CHILD WAS IN THE HOUSE.
OKAY, SIR, I THINK WE FIXED IT.
NOW JUST HIT "RESTART."
BOB, SOMETHING HAPPENED.
I WAS IN THE SHOWER, AND THESE HANDS ARE PUSHING IN ON ME.
NO, SIR. DON'T HIT ANY OTHER KEYS JUST YET.
CAN YOU PLEASE HOLD?
I THINK IT WAS THAT JOSEPH.
HE WAS TRYING TO THREATEN ME.
YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY THINK IT WAS JOSEPH.
HE'S JUST A LITTLE BOY.
I JUST HEARD EVERYTHING YOU SAID.
YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN.
I DON'T WANT TO CALM DOWN.
ALL I'M SAYING IS THAT COULD HAVE BEEN EXPLAINED
BY AN UPDRAFT OF COLD AIR.
IF YOU HAVE HOT WATER ENTERING AND IT'S A COLD BATHROOM,
THE HOT AIR RISES AND PULLS IN THE SHOWER CURTAIN.
SO YOU'RE TELLING ME
YOU'D RATHER BELIEVE IN THIS PARANORMAL MUMBO JUMBO -- WHY?
BECAUSE IT'S HAPPENED BEFORE, OKAY?
WHEN I WAS A LITTLE GIRL...
I WOKE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.
Knudsen: I SAW THIS WHITE, OPAQUE, TRANSPARENT FORM.
IT SCARED ME BEYOND ANYTHING
THAT I HAVE EVER EXPERIENCED SINCE.
Morgan, those were nightmares.
JUST FORGET IT.
LITTLE GIRLS HAVE NIGHTMARES ALL THE TIME.
JUST FORGET IT.
HERE'S THIS GUY THAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIEND,
AND HE, "A," DOESN'T BELIEVE ME, AND, "B,"
IS JUST BEING COMPLETELY UNSUPPORTIVE.
Narrator: MORGAN SEEKS THE HELP OF THE ONE PERSON
SHE KNOWS WILL UNDERSTAND.
STEPHANIE BELIEVES
THEY CAN CAPTURE THE DISEMBODIED VOICE OF JOSEPH ON TAPE...
IT'S NOT MUCH, BUT...
...WHAT PARANORMAL EXPERTS CALL AN E.V.P.,
OR ELECTRONIC VOICE PHENOMENON.
YEAH, I THINK IT'LL BE ABLE TO WORK.
[ OBJECTS CLATTERING ]
WHAT WAS THAT?
OH, MY GOSH.
DID YOU LOCK THE FRONT DOOR?
OF COURSE.
ARE YOU SURE? YEAH.
THERE'S SERIOUSLY SOMEBODY HERE.
OH, MY GOD. I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
Knudsen: I DEFINITELY FELT LIKE THE SPIRIT
WAS DIRECTING ITS ANGER TOWARDS ME.
IT WAS ALMOST DECLARING A CHALLENGE.
[ SIGHS ]
YOU SHOULD DO THE HONORS.
WHO ARE YOU?
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
WE'RE TALKING TO THE SPIRIT THAT RESIDES HERE.
DID YOU KNOCK OVER MY FIGURINE?
HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN LIVING HERE?
IS THERE A REASON YOU CHOSE THIS APARTMENT?
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM US?
SHOW YOURSELF TO US.
Narrator: THE PROCESS IS SLOW AND PAINSTAKING.
Knudsen: WE'RE TALKING TO THE SPIRIT THAT RESIDES HERE.
WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
DID YOU KNOCK OVER MY FIGURINE?
WE THOUGHT WE WERE REALLY ONTO SOMETHING,
THAT WE'D BE ABLE TO GET SOME RESULTS.
THERE WAS NOTHING.
Narrator: MORGAN IS NERVOUS SPENDING THE NIGHT,
BUT IT'S TOO LATE TO CALL THE NEIGHBOR
WHO HELPED CARRY STEPHANIE UP THE STAIRS.
HAVE ONE PROBLEM, THOUGH.
Wertz: I WAS ABLE TO GET INTO HER BED WITH NOT TOO MUCH TROUBLE,
BUT WE REALIZED
THAT WE WEREN'T GONNA BE ABLE TO GET ME BACK OUT OF THE BED.
DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT.
WE'LL CALL COURT IN THE MORNING, OKAY?
ONLY IF WE'RE DESPERATE.
[ CHUCKLES ]
[ FLOOR CREAKING ]
IS THAT BOB?
MAYBE HE CAME HOME EARLY.
I DON'T THINK SO.
MORGAN!
HOLD ON.
MORGAN, WHAT'S GOING ON?
MORGAN, I CAN'T SEE YOU.
MORGAN!
OKAY. CALL COURT.
Knudsen: STEPH AND I WERE BASICALLY STUCK.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE HER SITTING THERE,
BECAUSE I KNEW IT COULD LOCK THE DOORS
AND I KNEW IT WOULD PROBABLY TAKE THAT OPPORTUNITY
TO GET THE TWO OF US APART.
NOBODY'S ANSWERING.
LEAVE US ALONE!
STOP!
[ DOOR SLAMMING ]
MORGAN, I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING!
FROM 1:35 TO 6:00 THE NEXT MORNING,
WE LISTENED TO THIS THING OPEN AND SLAM THE DOOR.
Narrator: AT DAWN, MORGAN REACHES COURT,
AND TOGETHER THEY TAKE STEPHANIE HOME.
I JUST THINK THAT IT WOULD BE SAFER
IF YOU WENT AWAY FOR A FEW DAYS.
DO YOUR PARENTS LIVE AROUND HERE?
IS THERE SOMEPLACE YOU CAN GO SO THIS ALL CAN COOL DOWN?
SO NOW YOU'RE A BELIEVER?
I BELIEVE IN YOU.
Knudsen: THIS WAS MY HOME.
I JUST WAS NOT WILLING TO GIVE THAT UP,
WHETHER WE HAD TO DEAL WITH A SPIRIT OR NOT.
HELLO, MS. WARREN?
THIS IS MORGAN KNUDSEN FROM CANADA.
Narrator: MORGAN CONTACTS LORRAINE WARREN,
THE RENOWNED PARANORMAL INVESTIGATOR SHE HAD SEEN ON TV.
THINGS ARE GETTING PRETTY WORSE.
MY ROOMMATE, BOB -- HE'S BEEN ACTING...
Narrator: MORGAN'S DESCRIPTION OF THE ACTIVITY
AND BOB'S OBSESSION WITH JOSEPH SEND UP A RED FLAG TO WARREN.
Knudsen: SHE KNEW IMMEDIATELY THAT IT WAS NOT A HUMAN SPIRIT.
THIS WAS A FRONT THAT THIS ENTITY HAS PUT UP
IN ORDER TO GET ITSELF INTO THE HOUSE.
Narrator: WARREN WARNS MORGAN THAT SHE'S NOT THE ENTITY'S PRIME TARGET.
IT'S BOB.
SHE'S DEALING WITH AN INDIVIDUAL WHO IS UNDER DEMONIC POSSESSION.
THAT PERSON IS NOT THERE.
SOMETHING HAS TAKEN OVER.
OKAY.
Narrator: BOB HAS FALLEN VICTIM DUE TO HIS EMOTIONAL AND PHYSICAL DISTRESS.
Warren: THE WEAKEST, MOST VULNERABLE INDIVIDUAL
IS THE ONE WHO IS GOING TO COME UNDER POSSESSION.
Narrator: WARREN TELLS MORGAN THAT HER ONLY HOPE
LIES IN SPIRITUALLY FORTIFYING HERSELF
AND CONVINCING BOB TO RENOUNCE JOSEPH.
LOOK, YOU DON'T HAVE ANYWHERE ELSE TO GO.
COME CRASH AT MY PLACE TONIGHT.
MORGAN APPRECIATES THE OFFER
BUT ISN'T READY TO GIVE UP ON HER ROOMMATE.
Knudsen: I WANTED TO BE THERE FOR BOB.
HE DIDN'T HAVE ANYWHERE TO GO OR ANYBODY TO TAKE CARE OF HIM.
HE'S GONE, HUH?
GOOD.
Narrator: IF BOB REFUSES HELP, WARREN FEARS THE WORST.
Warren: IT WAS INEVITABLE THERE WAS GONNA BE A TRAGEDY IN THAT HOME.
Narrator: MORGAN'S ONLY HOPE FOR BOB IS TO FOLLOW LORRAINE WARREN'S ADVICE.
BOB...
I KNOW HOW TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT AGAIN.
WE HAVE TO GET A PRIEST.
NO.
YOU HAVE TO KNOW THAT YOU'RE NOT THE SAME AS YOU USED TO BE.
YEAH, WELL, A CANCER DIAGNOSIS WILL DO THAT TO YOU.
THAT'S NOT IT.
ALL RIGHT! ALL RIGHT!
IF I DO IT, WILL YOU SHUT UP?!
ALL RIGHT. HERE WE ARE.
COME ON.
I'M NOT GOING IN THERE.
BOB, JUST COME INSIDE.
I'M NOT DOING THIS.
BOB...
Narrator: DISTRAUGHT BUT DETERMINED,
MORGAN MEETS WITH A CATHOLIC PRIEST.
TO REPEL EVIL,
HE SUGGESTS DISPLAYING SYMBOLS OF GOD THROUGHOUT THE HOUSE
AND RECITING THE PRAYER OF ST. BENEDICT,
PATRON SAINT OF THE POISONED.
THE PRIEST REGRETS NOT HELPING MORE,
BUT, FOR THAT, HE WOULD NEED TO MEET WITH BOB.
WHAT ARE YOU, SOME KIND OF JESUS FREAK NOW?
I'M GONNA SAY THIS ONCE -- TAKE IT DOWN!
[ SIGHS ]
THIS ISN'T ME.
I HAVE ALL THIS ANGER IN ME,
AND I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT'S COMING FROM.
WELL...
MAYBE IF YOU --
IF YOU JUST IGNORE THIS JOSEPH JUST FOR ONE NIGHT,
THEN MAYBE...
THERE YOU GO AGAIN --
TALKING ABOUT THINGS YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT!
WHAT IS IT GONNA TAKE TO GET THROUGH TO YOU?!
[ CRIES ]
[ RATTLING ]
AAH!
Knudsen: I WAS ATTACKED.
WHATEVER IT WAS GONNA DO, I HAD NO CHANCE.
AAAHHH!
I WAS GREATLY CONCERNED FOR BOB,
BUT I HAD TO START LOOKING AT MYSELF
AND THE IDEA THAT I NEEDED TO GET OUT.
Narrator: BUT BEFORE MORGAN LEAVES FOR GOOD,
SHE RESOLVES TO FOLLOW THROUGH WITH THE PRIEST'S ADVICE.
SEVERAL NIGHTS LATER, SHE PERSUADES COURT
TO RECITE THE PRAYER OF ST. BENEDICT WITH HER.
COME ON.
Both: "O, GLORIOUS ST. BENEDICT...
"SUBLIME MODEL OF ALL VIRTUES...
"BEHOLD ME, HUMBLY KNEELING AT THY FEET.
"O, GLORIOUS ST. BENEDICT...
"SUBLIME MODEL OF ALL VIRTUES...
"BEHOLD ME, HUMBLY KNEELING AT THY FEET.
TO THEE I HAVE RECOURSE IN ALL THE DANGERS WHICH..."
[ THUDDING ]
DID YOU HEAR THAT?
KEEP GOING.
Both: "SHIELD ME AGAINST MY ENEMIES...
INSPIRE ME TO IMITATE THEE IN ALL THINGS"...
"...TO LIVE AND DIE AS A FAITHFUL CHILD OF GOD...
"AND TO ATTAIN THE ETERNAL HAPPINESS OF HEAVEN.
AMEN."
OKAY. WE NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE.
WAIT.
BOB! BOB!
BOB!
JOSEPH.
BOB!
I'VE MISSED YOU, JOSEPH.
Boy: [ Echoing ] ARE WE ALONE NOW?
HEY.
FEELING ANY BETTER?
Narrator: FOR THE NEXT TWO WEEKS,
MORGAN STAYS WITH COURT.
WELL, WE AT LEAST AGREED ON ONE THING.
I MOVE IN HERE.
HEY.
BUT MORGAN STILL MUST RETRIEVE HER BELONGINGS,
LEAVING COURT WORRIED.
ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS?
ABSOLUTELY.
YOU WILL WAIT FOR MY CALL, RIGHT?
I WILL.
OKAY.
Clappernan: BOB WAS DEFINITELY DEMONSTRATING
HOSTILITY AND ANGER,
AND I HAD NO WAY OF KNOWING
TO WHAT DEGREE THAT WOULD ESCALATE TO.
MAKE SURE YOUR PHONE'S TURNED ON.
OKAY.
HEY, WELCOME BACK, BUDDY.
I GOT A CALL FROM COURTNEY.
HE SAID I'VE BEEN GONE ABOUT TWO WEEKS.
[ DIALING ]
[ RINGS ]
HELLO?
Clappernan: He just showed up.
OKAY.
[ BEEP ]
GOING SOMEWHERE?
BOB...
I WANTED TO TELL YOU.
YOU COME IN HERE, SNEAKING AROUND.
NO.
I STILL CARE ABOUT YOU.
I WANT TO HELP YOU,
BUT I -- I CAN'T ANYMORE.
IF YOU WOULD JUST LET GO OF JOSEPH --
HE'S NOT WHO YOU THINK HE IS.
HE'S NOT SOME LITTLE BOY WHO NEEDS YOU!
OF COURSE HE DOESN'T NEED ME!
I NEED HIM!
OH, JUST GO.
GET OUT OF HERE!
[ OBJECT THUDS ]
TAKE YOUR STUPID DOLLS WITH YOU.
JOSEPH NEVER LIKED THEM, BUT YOU ALREADY KNOW THAT.
[ SOBS ]
Boy: [ Echoing ] YOU'RE NOT ALONE ANYMORE.
[ GASPS ]
Knudsen: IT WAS COMPLETELY INHUMAN --
BLACK EYES, THICK, GRAY SKIN, TWISTED LIMBS.
THIS IS THE LITTLE BOY.
THIS IS JOSEPH.
I LEFT WITH KNOWING THERE IS NOTHING MORE I COULD HAVE DONE.
Narrator: BOB STOPS SHOWING UP AT WORK.
SOON AFTER, HE MOVES OUT OF THE APARTMENT,
LEAVING NO FORWARDING ADDRESS.
IT'S HERE.
IT HAS BEEN FOUR YEARS,
AND MORGAN AND COURT'S RELATIONSHIP CONTINUES TO GROW.
MORGAN AND STEPHANIE REMAIN FRIENDS.
THEY ARE ALSO COLLEAGUES, HAVING FORMED "ENTITY SEEKER,"
AN AGENCY THAT HELPS THOSE ENDANGERED BY THE PARANORMAL.
TAKE A LOOK AT THE HOUSE.
Knudsen: THERE ARE PEOPLE THAT NEED HELP
THAT DON'T FEEL THAT THERE ARE RESOURCES ANYWHERE
TO GET SOME ANSWERS.
THIS INCIDENT HAS REALLY HELPED ME RELATE TO THEM,
AND I KNOW WHAT THEY'RE FEELING
WHEN THEY'RE FACED WITH SOMETHING LIKE THIS.
LOOK AT THAT FACE.