Devil's Tree: Rooted Evil Page #3
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- 2018
- 76 min
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That was a long time ago.
You're right, you're right.
I'm sorry.
What was your name again?
(sighing)
Darcy.
She's not right, either,
so I'm afraid talkin' to
her won't do you any good.
Well, if I understand
it correctly,
many of the people
involved were never caught.
This report could
lead to closure,
possibly arrests.
You got five minutes.
That's it.
Five minutes.
Thank you.
I think it will really help.
[Darcy] Natalie?
We got company.
Come on in.
(groaning)
[Samantha] Oh, sorry.
Natalie?
This is someone who wants...
Samantha.
This is Samantha.
She wanted to come by
and visit with you.
She's never been the same since.
I hate asking, but
would you be okay
telling me what
happened that night?
She was 17.
Seeing this boy down the street.
To me she was still my baby,
but can't tell a
17-year-old nothin'.
They had went to
the park that night,
where they sat in his truck.
(chuckles)
I'm sure you can figure
out what they were doin'.
That was the moment
everything changed.
When are we gonna be
able to go to your house?
Why do you want
to go to my house?
We always talk about it.
We always talk about
meeting your parents,
always talk ab...
(gasping)
(dramatic music)
They dragged him to that tree
where more of 'em were waitin'.
All in black.
(whimpering)
Like real-life demons.
She was stripped down.
They tied her to
stakes in the ground.
Can you imagine?
(crying)
Apparently they tied
her boyfriend to
some sort of a rack
directly on top of her.
What they did to that poor kid.
Oh my God.
They cut him open
like some animal.
Let him bleed out
onto my baby girl.
(screaming)
What kind of monsters
would do such a thing?
What they did next to her
is nothing short of horrific.
As she lay covered in
this poor kid's blood,
naked,
tied to the ground.
She was then...
(screaming)
Can't even say.
(screaming)
They left her with this
wonderful reminder.
How was she found?
They wrapped her
in a blanket and
dumped her near the parkin' lot.
The park ranger found
her in the mornin'.
When the police went back
to the tree to investigate,
there were no
traces of anything.
Was she immediately like this?
Unable to talk or interact?
No, not immediately.
Slowly over time,
she became more despondent.
She went through all
types of therapies,
but nothin' worked.
I have to ask
you this question,
and it may sound weird but,
did she ever mention
a little boy?
No.
No, she didn't.
Why?
He needed help.
But nobody could help 'em.
Who did, honey?
This boy she's askin' about?
Nobody could help 'em.
(soft dramatic music)
(kitten meowing)
Hey.
Hi.
Watcha doin'?
(water running)
(dramatic music)
(creepy ominous music)
(gasping)
(soft dramatic music)
(metal clattering)
(dramatic music)
Natalie?
What are you doin' up?
What is that?
(knife slicing)
(blood gurgling)
(gasping)
(knife slicing)
(dramatic music)
(body thudding)
(dramatic music)
(blood gurgling)
(soft dramatic music)
Hey!
(soft dramatic music)
Hey!
(growling)
(dramatic music)
(phone ringing)
[Samantha] Hey,
how you feelin'?
You get any rest last night?
[Rob] Not exactly.
[Samantha] What's the matter?
[Rob] I can't work on
the story anymore, Sam.
Why?
What happened?
[Rob] Last night I
had a terrible dream
and I think it was
whatever's at that tree.
I saw the boy and
some kind of demon.
[Samantha] In your dream?
[Rob] Like I knew
it was a dream,
but somethin' was different,
like it was real
at the same time.
Regardless, I can't
do this story anymore.
It's affecting me too much.
Wait, wait, wait, hold on.
Wait, I know some weird
sh*t has been happening,
but don't you think it
was just a bad dream?
I have bad dreams all the time.
[Rob] Not like this.
Sam, listen.
I'm sorry.
I gotta go.
(phone beeping)
(soft dramatic music)
Well, the professor says
it's my job to find the truth.
[Man] Hello,
this is Paranormal.
Hi, yes.
My name is Samantha.
Where are you guys located?
[Man] We're
based out of Miami.
Is Port St. Lucie too far?
[Man] Yeah, it just
depends on the case, though.
What's goin' on?
You Samantha?
Jason?
Well, duh, of course it's you.
You ready?
I am.
Just want to thank
you again for coming
on such short notice.
I feel like that was a
really far drive for you.
[Jason] No, it wasn't too bad.
[Samantha] Now you don't
charge people to do this?
[Jason] Nope.
So how are you able
to do this type of work
if you don't get paid?
We all have regular jobs.
We just do this
because we love it
and we want to know the truth.
And we love to help people.
Huh.
Interesting.
Well, this is it.
What do we do now?
[Jason] I'm gonna pull
out one of my meters
and see if there are any spikes,
and I'll also run one
of the ghost boxes
at the same time and see if
anyone can tell us anything.
[Samantha] Okay.
Now you said that you've
captured a little boy
here on camera, right?
Yes, twice.
And also some sort of
black mist on the tree.
Yeah, I'm gonna wanna
take a look at that footage,
if that's possible.
Yeah, sure.
I mean, what do you
think is happening here
based on what I've told you
we've been able to find?
Honestly, I don't know.
But based on what
you've told me,
I'd say some very bad
stuff has happened here.
Over the years with
each happening,
the air's just accumulated
more and more bad energy.
It's almost as if
something or someone
and it's very possible.
Hello.
My name is Jason.
I come as a friend.
Is there anyone who's here
that would like to speak to me?
(static crackling)
I come out of respect and love.
Who's here?
(static crackling)
It may help if you say
something, Samantha.
Sometimes they respond
to different people.
What should I say?
Just ask for someone
to come through.
You said you know
this boy, right?
Ask for him.
Um, there's a boy here
named Benjamin, I believe?
Can I speak to him?
(child talking indiscernibly)
Oh my God, that
sounded like a child.
Yeah, yeah.
And the closer I'm
getting to this tree,
this meter is going up.
That means there's a lot of
electromagnetic energy here.
Look.
Keep going, keep going.
Keep talking.
I think we can hear you.
Can you say something else?
[Benjamin] Samantha.
Yes, I'm here.
I can hear you.
(growling)
Sounds like the boy is here,
but there's definitely something
very nasty here as well.
Did you hear that?
Yeah, let's head
back to the cars.
So I'll head back and talk
to the rest of my team.
I'll give you a call
later and let you know
what night we can come back.
Well, do you think
it's some kind of demon?
I don't like to say
until I know more.
When I come back I'll have
a very powerful medium
and more of my gear.
But yes, it very well
could be a demonic entity.
Let me ask you, what else has
happened regarding this tree
and why are you so
attached to this?
I don't know.
Huh, okay.
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