Gr3gory88 | Part 1

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arg's real fast before we dive into this episode. Okay, so I threw this out to everybody. The majority of people guessed we were going to do Dear David as our next ARG. I'm pretty sure even Sebby weren't going to do Dear David. But I think they thought I was gonna do a little little jupe there. Yeah. So the reason I don't want to do Dear David is similar to the Sun Vanished. It's gone a direction of they picked

it up like a network television show or a movie. I'm not one hundred percent sure which, And I know that the guy who created Dear David was a writer for BuzzFeed. I don't know if it was BuzzFeed Unsolved or just BuzzFeed, but it was sold to a like creative writing network, and I don't think it was him who continued it like after the seventy or eighty percent sent portion. Okay, so I didn't. My biggest fear is similar to the Sun Vanish. We get two or three episodes in and we'd see us

like a sharp decline in quality. Yeah, so I didn't want to do Dear David, and this is one. So we're gonna cover Gregory eighty eight and it's or just Greg on Twitter. Now. I know we watched some of this in Rainbots video. Do you do you remember all of it? I don't remember all of it. I remember some of it like bits and pieces. I remember being extremely enthralled in the story. This was one of them that made me uncomfortable and uncomfortable in a good way, like a suspense

thriller, horror type of movie type of uncomfortable. Yeah, because it was so well done. And this predates Dear I'm pretty sure it predates Dear David. And I know it predates the Sun Vanish. So this actually goes back. It started in twenty eighteen, so it's pretty old at this point, and unlike the Sun Vanished, it's not currently going. But as you'll see as we get to the end of it, this is one I think that

we'll get to the end of probably two maybe three episodes max. But you'll see there is a a part where it could come back, if that makes sense, like the door is open for us. And what I love about this is doing research. Actually I'm not a big Twitter guy, so most of this is written in Twitter threads, So if I do speak out of turn here and I have to go back and fix something, that that should

why. But what's interesting about this is it was told in such a way that it seemed believable because back I remember in twenty eighteen, everyone was tweeting and instagramming everything. Yep, just got to work and then here here's you know, just left work. I'm on break at work, texted Brittany at work like that. Yeah, that was the kind of shit that Twitter was. So when this was happening in twenty eighteen, it was very believable because

it's like everyone was documenting every little thing in their life. So for me, when this came about, I remember some folks were talking about it. I went on the Reddit and people were kind of upset with the guy. They're like, he left it at such a perfect fucking ending. Why hasn't he come back for a sequel? And it's like, maybe that is the

true ending. Yeah, he doesn't want to. Yeah. So just to kind of give you guys some backstory, I am familiar with this one, unlike The Sun Vanished, but it's been several years since I've been through this story and this is one of the ones I did follow as it was developing,

and then I gave out about seventy percent of the way through. So when Rainbot did her whole video, she has an amazing video where she actually shows the imagery the videos, which I highly encourage if you guys want to see this and you don't want to go through Twitter because it is several years worth of tweets you have to go through. After we finished this series,

go watch Rainbot's video. We'll probably end up actually linking it on the last episode of this because the videos that were with this were so well done and that's what really sold it to me. The imagery is great, but the videos and I think there's only a hand for maybe three or four videos that I can remember, but it was so well done. You're like, holy shit, is this fucking real? Yeah, like, hang on a second, I don't know about this anymore. Yeah, no, I was questioning

it definitely there for a minute. I remember going through that phase. Yeah. Well, because unlike the sun vanished, where we would we would fucking know if the sun vanished. This is like it's a small town that this whole that that's the setting for this a RG. You're like, this might be fucking real. Yeah, I actually might have went to this town before I Hang on a minute. Yeah. So we start all the way back

in twenty eighteen. So his first tweet ever and this is at Gregory gr three g O R Y eighty eight if you guys want to follow along, he just starts out like everyone else did back then, because it was this like fad for a while, I'm just gonna quit social media. I guess I'll try it again, and then you would announce that to the fucking world.

So he starts with, guess I'm gonna try Twitter again and then again these have like this to me was what was interesting because there was several months leading into the arg creation that he was just trying to act like a normal guy. Yeah, and that's what made people think, like, hey, is something actually going on? Yeah, because the next tweet is on the same day. Why does watching a movie at home feel like a huge commitment?

But I can easily watch seventeen episodes of Extreme Child Baker Showdown without batting an eye. Another one tonight, I tried to pay my bar tab with my movie pass card. In case you're wondering how my night's going, he must have been wasted. Yeah, but again he's kind of like, oh, this is just a normal fucking guy. Yeah, there's nothing too crazy

going on. Seven thirty. The worst part about smelling eggs in the morning on the morning train is that you don't know if someone's eating a breakfast sandwich or someone ate at breakfast sandwich an hour ago. Oh gross. Then eight five eighteen, maybe this is the year I finally watched Lost, so that should date this for a lot of people, like, oh, fucking Lost was still something people were talking about. Yeah, I don't think I ever

watched Lost. So what's funny is I literally sat down one weekend watch Loss because people kept saying, hey, this is up your alley you're gonna like this show. I opened this been Facebook or my Facebook I think at the time, and somebody had a video of basically like the ending of the Lost explained, and I fucking watched it for whatever reason and are and now I can never go back and watch Loss because it's not going to have the same meaning. Yeah. Yeah, well that didn't happen to me. I just

never watched it. So well, what's weird is Loss to me is like Supernatural, Like a bunch of people had a cult like following, and then people there's a group like me who just didn't fucking watch it, Like, well, now I'm forcing you to watch Supernatural. So when I tell people that, like, oh yeah, I'm thirty and I'm watching Supernatural for the first time, They're like, oh, let me tell you about all my favorite things that happened in season thirteen. And I'm like, why don't you

fucking get into a car accident. I don't ruin this one. So he continues, the cocktail came in two separate glasses, and I'm very confused, but it tastes good, so I'm not complaining. Again, this is just like a regular dude's Twitter thread. Then he has a picture of eggs Benedict and it's you know, it looks like this dude does have money, because this is this isn't like a waffle house now that looks really it's delicious. Yeah. So then we get into the actual arg So this is eight twenty

seven eighteen. So again, up to this point, we started in July of that year, and then for almost two full months we really didn't have any reason to believe this wasn't just a regular dude's sucking Twitter account. Yeah. So then he says, I just found out my grandpa died. Never really knew him, but still frownie face. My mom never wanted to talk about him, and I never really asked. So again, I remember when this was taking traction and people were trying to like shame other people for pretend

like like, oh, this is an RG. This dude's grandpa or grandpa just fucking died, and you guys are making they're trying to say, oh, he's actually suffering a loss, and you guys are making this out to be a joke, and it was. It was a very weird dynamic because like, depending on which tweets you had read up to this point, you're like, shit, maybe his grandpa really did die and this is and we're just making light of it and trying to figure out the RG. Yeah,

and it's but it takes a fucking turn quickly. So this is all in the twenty nine To let you guys know when we changed dates, he says, something weird is happening in the woods outside my house, and I don't know what to do next tweet. I guess, I just I guess it's a start. At the beginning, this isn't really my house. It was my grandpa's, but I guess it's mine now. He did a couple of months ago, and because of some tricky paperwork, I'm apparently responsible for it

now. So this had a lot of people. It was interesting because I remember people on Reddit explaining in the state this takes place and I'm not going to ruin anything yet, that this is a very common thing that happens, like you have to take residency during the time period that you were establishing, and that paperwork can get tied up depend like the era of the house was purchased in and when it was notarized, like apparently if it was the guy

made his will more than ten years before he passed away. It can get called into question whether or not he was in sound mind and body had anything changed in that time. So people were doing the homework here and finding out, Oh, this actually has some legs, this could be real. Yeah, he lived pretty far away up in the mountains by the lake. There are a couple other houses down the road, but they seem like they're empty for the season. I assume there's summer houses. I've been you for a

few days and it's pretty, but it's super quiet and chilly. And then we get our first three photos. So it's of a lake, some woods, and in some more woods. Yeah, at this point, people were already figuring out where this house was based off the type of trees at that time of the month. Well, not only that, but we actually there's recently did a missing person's video, the case where a guy was able to track where that hiker was. Remember, oh, yeah, the guy in

California. Yeah, yeah, the hiker went missing. He took a picture of his legs and he had like some ash on his legs, some ash, and there was like some foliage or something in the background. It wasn't a whole lot of detail. Yeah, but this guy was able to because apparently it's his hobby to try and figure out where people are taking their pictures. He'll use the background to try and basically get coordinates. It's kind of creepy, yeah that. When I read that out of the strip, I'm

like, this is kind of fucking like. Yeah, I don't like it because he's like, Oh, it's just a hobby of mine. I'd like to know where people are when they take photos. It's like, ah, so you're a stalker. Weird. But he saved this guy's life because he got lost in an area that had recently had a wildfire. Yeah. Funnily enough, that guy almost got fined ten thousand dollars for trespassing. Gotta love it, so it continues here. My mom never talked about my grandpa.

I only met him once when I was really young. I think they had a bad relationship, but the few times I asked about it, she got annoyed and changed the subject. So basically, I don't really know what I'm doing here. The guy from my grandpa's estate basically told me the house is mine now, so I came up here to sell it as fast as I can and go home. I guess it's not that easy to just sell a house, especially in the middle of nowhere. At any rate, I think

I'm alone up here, or at least I was. I figured i'd be up here for a couple of weeks to get all this handled, and then i'd be home and done with it. I'm going to break from grad school, so I don't have any other responsibilities at the moment. But now weird things are starting to happen. It started on my third day here. There's a little town about twenty five minutes away, and I'm going to get some food and supply sause I don't know how long I'm staying. When I got

back that evening, there was something strange on my door. It was this artifact. I don't know what to call it. It was obviously handmade. It was made of sticks and twine and had some small bones tied in the middle of it. Yeah, it's literally a triangle. It looks like a basically a stick figure you would see from the YEA. What would your response be if we were in like an airbnb in the middle of the mountains for a week filming something and we came back and that was tied to the fucking

door. Oh we'd leave. I burn it and then we leave. You burned the house with the effigy, all of it, everything, the whole thing, the whole house away. Oh god. I didn't think too much of it at the time. I figured it was probably a kid from one of the other houses trying to mess with me. So I took it off the door and tossed it into the fireplace. They're the kid too, throw the kid away, and then it's a picture of the fireplace with the artifact

being burnt. I didn't remember I started a guy. I didn't remember he burned it. That was literally just my first intuition was to burn that ship. I'm not shocked. By the next morning, i'd pretty much forgotten about it, and honestly, I had too much on my plate at the moment to worry about some kid's prank. So I got up that morning, made some breakfast, and went out on the deck to get some coffee. I was sitting there drinking my coffee when I noticed something hanging in a tree just

over the railing. It was another one of those artifacts. So it's a picture, but this one's a little bit different. Yeah, so there's still a triangle though, Yeah, still a triangle shape artifact, but there's no bone, and there's a rock tide to it instead of a bone. And almost immediately I saw another one, then a tree farther down on the ground. I went down the deck steps and retrieved it, and then I started seeing even more of them. I found about eight and total hanging in trees

all around the house. It's a bunch of photos. They're all triangle shapes, some have bones, some have rocks, some have like little crow's feet on them, but they're all basically like the same shape. It's almost exactly like Blair Witch. Yeah, so up to this point, where would your brain be if you were Gregory? If I'm Gregory with the same knowledge as Gregory, or the knowledge I have now the same knowledge is Gregory. Like, let's say well both, let's let's go, let's explore both avenues.

So if I have the same knowledge as Gregory, I'm calling a friend or somebody comes stay with me, just because that means that isn't naturally occurring. That means someone's actively fucking with the house around your property, presumably while you're there alone. Yeah, and I would especially get someone who is of legal age to have a gun too, because I don't know if Greg greed.

It's allowed to have a rifle depending on certain state laws. It says grad school, but that doesn't really We can assume drinking age because he was drinking in several of his photos. But again it's Twitter, so you don't actually know that. Yeah, so he should be able to have a gun, and he should be able to carry. But yeah, I would have someone who is proficient and firearms come stay with me. Yeah for a time period.

Now with my knowledge, I'm more than the ship off the house, and I'm putting sigils and shit in the grass and I'm protecting that bitch. Yeah. I think the only thing I would do differently apart from that would be maybe to find a local headshop, esoteric shop, and see they could explain that, yeah, is this commonplace, because there's there's parts in Appalachia

like the the the bottle trees. For example, if you weren't from Appalachian you walked up on somebody's property by accident and you see some bottles hanging in a tree and they're rattling around making noise, you might go to straight like, oh, this is some occult shit like that's that's what's happening. Well, yeah, and also another good resource for that would be also a library. The problem with this is is these twenty five minutes away from a small

town, so that establishes he's fucking out there in the sticks. Yeah. So they all had different objects tied to them, bones, feathers, that sort of thing. It was definitely weird, but I was more annoyed than anything thinking that someone was in my yard decorating the trees with these ugly goth Christmas ornaments. I love that ugly Goth Christmas ornaments. Also, if someone was trying to scare me, it was going to take more than some bullshit

arts and craft projects to do the trick. I gathered all the artifacts together and burn them the first one. After I disposed of all the stick things, I took a shower, got dressed, and went back inside to do some basic tidying and whatnot. The deck in the yard are sort of overgrown and leaves are starting to fall and cover everything. Being a new homeowner is a lot of work. It turns out, that's when I found something that actually did make me nervous. I was raking a corner of the yard and

I saw something dark on the ground off in the trees. I couldn't tell what it was from afar, so I went to investigate. At first, I thought it was a blanket. Well, when I got closer, it looked like a big sweatshirt or a hoodie or something. I didn't want to touch it, but it was obviously clothing of some kind. That's yeah, And it's a picture of like a bundled up blue hoodie, your sweatshirt.

Well, one thing you really got to be worried about, especially out in an area unfamiliar with out in the middle of the woods, is squatters and homeless people. Well, especially because he discussed seasonal homes in the area as well, So that's that would be where my brain would go instantly. Yeah, if there's a lot of rentals in your area, seasonal rentals like that, you really do need to watch out for people who maybe break in after

one off season. Yeah, you know, it's scary. Well, it reminds me this would have been when I was in high school, so two nine ten, around that time. Great Lake Saint Mary's it's about forty five or so minutes north of the where I grew up and they've got a lot of seasonal homes that are right on the lake, and there was a huge problem with homeless people would come down or come up from Dayton, or come down from Toledo and would break into these seasonal homes and just live there all

winter. Because how it would work is the people who own the homes just kept their utilities on because it's cheaper than turning them off and then have to re establish them with these yeah companies. So what was happening is they would like maybe turn the water water line off or something, but they would yeah, And what was happening is these homeless folks were breaking in and figuring out how to turn everything back on. They would live there all year and then

right around springtime they would like tidy up in and leave. And this went on and on and on, and it only got found out because at one point a police officer was driving down this road that was all seasonal homes. All the lights on were on every single house. He goes and knocks on the fucking door. All the lights turned off like a Christmas tree like boom

boom, boom, boom boom. Turns out these folks had radios and they were radioing to one another if someone was coming, someone was coming up the road, as someone was opening the door, whatever, and they had they

this is like a sister, Yeah, holy shit. Yeah, And that's terrifying because what ended up happening was about a year later they sent us one person who owned a seasonal Holmes and a handyman in and they said, yeah, I just came to the house and the person there said that they didn't ask me to come by and told me to get the fuck off their property. So on and so forth. It was a friend of mine's dad who owned the house, and what had happened was him and his wife had split

up, so they were getting the house ready to be sold. So he thought it was his wife. Yeah, and so they said no, like, go back there. You need to get this fixed. I have to I have to list a home. And they said yes, some guy answered the door, and so he starts thinking the worst, it's a wife's boyfriend. Whatever. He drives up there, opens the door and the dude's like, what the fuck are you doing in my house? There were three people

living in his house. Oh my godding. His robe made food, the fridge was stocked the whole nine And that's how we figured out, like this was happening to all those homes. Yeah, holy shit. Yeah, because when the cop checked, they just walked up. Oh I didn't known whom was here, and like, oh yeah, we're having a block party, and the cop just fucking let it go. I mean, was the cops was to do exactly unless the seasonal owners were specifically telling law enforce, but

hey, can you do extra patrols? All these houses are going to be empty. Yeah, there's nothing they can do. And the thing is, like Saint Mary's has a talent. So there's the town of Saint Mary's. Then there's the Lake Houses that's like an entire there. It's like a subsection off outside of the city's district exactly. So I don't even know that it's the same law enforcement that would think twice about weird shit happening, but probably

sheriffs you'd have to cover that area. Yeah, it's fucking wild, though, Like, how how close to home that was to happening? Jesus Christ, So Gregory continues here, I looked around and realized it was a whole encampment. There were a couple of old socks, a pair of what I think was underwear, a few old napkins scattered around, a plastic spoon, and creepiest of all, a beat up notebook. What's in the notebook?

So he has some pictures here? It looks like panties. Jesus Christ, you know, just it looks like random trash drun about, and then the notebook is the only thing that looks like it's I remember seeing this when it happened and thinking like, oh, this is weird because that should be worn and weathered. It should not be in that good of a condition because we don't get me wrong, it's still weathered, but it should be rained on and should be basically unreadable. Yeah. So I flipped open the notebook,

but nothing was written inside. A whole bunch of pages have been ripped out, so I know someone had been using it. Plus you could sort of see this shadow of a penmark on most recent pages. I couldn't make out what have been written though. Anyway, that definitely freaked me out. It was clear as someone was camping out all my property and possibly trying to scare me out of the house. I wasn't really sure what to do about it, though, what could I do all the cops. I definitely didn't sleep

well that night. That was the day before yesterday. The next morning, I sort of expected more weird artifacts outside, but I didn't see anything, and the encampment was gone, so I figured it was probably a homeless person just passing through or something. See, this is my issue with this story. As he is so calm at this point. I would have been like, oh, no, you're dead. I''re about to have a fucking problem if you're camping out of my fucking property. Well, see, normal people

don't usually think like that. I see. I don't know. I would think that most people would be up in arms about someone being on their problem. Yeah, especially given the fact that he's new to this house. Like if you think that, your anxiety would be ten times higher than and like if you were at your apartment you were familiar with. Yeah, but if he knows who's out in the boonies, he might that might already be establishing how responsive the cops are in this far out you know what I mean?

Yeah, No, I get that. Okay. So then we go on to ten thirty one, So it's been about two days since his last treat grant. Yeah, thread, the past couple of days have been really strange. I also have shitty reception up here, so I'm sorry for not updating. They sent a police officer up yesterday morning, but I feel like it

didn't accomplish anything. So a little bit of a backstory here. This Twitter account blew up very quickly, like to the point that people were not only trying to help him solve the mystery, but the people like, you're bodying your followers. This is bullshit, This doesn't make any sense. Well, why it did make senses. This made the front page of Reddit. Let us happen. So I wasn't here on the twenty nine like the day of, but I was here once between the twenty nine and the thirty first.

That's when I started following this because it blew up so quick. Yeah, and it was all over read it and then Facebook and being shared around and it was like, hey, this is fucking weird. What are these artifacts is this? And then people started thinking, oh, this is a movie, this is a you know, because like a promotion. Well what people thought was you know, the Blair Witch. How how how deep they went to promote and produce a Blair Witch, like, oh, this is a

new Blair Witch movie. Yeah, well, because it looks very similar with all the artifacts and the and the and the imagery and stuff. Yeah. So it was one of those things where it's like is it or isn't it? No one really knew what was going on, and then the threads resumed. So the other thing that people didn't know at this point is why was the cop there? Was he called by Gregory? Did someone read the thread and say, hey, this dude might be in danger. No one really

knew, and it wasn't explained quick enough that people. Again, people now were like, oh, yeah, this is a promotional piece, or this guy's dead. Yeah, like there was no real in between. Okay. I explained everything to the cop and even took him out to the clearing where I found the stuff, but it was all gone except for the notebook, and since the notebook is empty, it was basically useless. I feel like

the cop didn't believe me anyway. I showed him the photos I took of the stick things, and he said, at worst it counted as vandalism, but without physical evidence of trespassing, they couldn't do anything. Even when I showed him the video. He still acted very skeptical, so the video was basically walking around showing the stuff on the ground. He kept asking if I knew the person in the video. I think he thought I was pranking him

or something. I ended up just getting frustrated and the cops had to call the station if something happened. So in the video it's it's again. There's not really a point in showing the audio because none of these does talk. I think in one of them he might later on and that'll be a separate episode. But there's kind of like a shadow at the edge of his property and again, and it was one of those is it isn't it type of situations where it could have easily just been a deer at the edge of his

property versus a person. Yeah, so I understand, I understand where he's coming from, But I also understand where the CoP's coming from. Yeah, after you left, I went back and got the notebook from the clearing. Maybe there's a way to figure out what was written on the last page. Anyway, the cop drove down, drove down in a way, and I was all alone. Again. It's so damn quiet up here. All I

want to do is to leave, but I feel like I can't. I'm so far away from home that I can't even invite a friend up here to keep me company. Even if someone did come, it would take them a couple of days. I haven't seen the woman from before, the woman in the video that he's describing. Yeah, but I feel like she's still out there. And other weird things were happening too to the woman in the video. At the edge of the clearing the video that he took, he says,

as a woman. But you really, you really can't tell, That's my point. I didn't know it was a woman. Yeah, again, he's claiming woman, But I remember watching this back then and even saying like that doesn't look like a fucking woman to me. Yeah, but it is what it is. I took a walk around the lake yesterday because I wanted to get a look at the other houses in the area, maybe see if someone else has noticed anything weird. But they're all empty. Every house is

totally dark, and there are no cars in any of the driveways. I haven't seen a single person at all except once, well sort of. After I came back from my walk, I was out on the deck and saw a boat in the water way off in the distance. So it's a picture of a boat with two people presumably fishing, but you it looks to me like it's like a like a houseboat type of situation, let's say, as a tent on top of that damn boat. Yeah, they weren't moving.

They stayed there all afternoon. I feel like they were watching me. So he explains via responses to other people, And it's that that's where it kind of sucks to go through this because there's certain parts we really can't dive into without going into each individual tweet. And I would just take hours. Yeah, someone said how long were they out there? And he says eight and a half hours. That's a long time to be out there fishing. Link

you should go to shore and take a break. Yeah, And apparently they didn't move from that spot for all eight hours. They just sat there and were like an eyesight of the back forty of his property's at Mannequins. What the hell. Yeah, they actually stayed out there in the same place until it got dark, until it got too dark to see them anymore. Normally, I think they were fishing. If it weren't for what happened the day before and the fact that all these houses seem empty. Where did they come

from? The boat was gone this morning, so who knows. My microwaves some oatmeal for breakfast and took it out of the dock near the water. It's weird, but I feel sort of safer down there. The water makes me feel less stressed. I guess this guy's never watched Jason. No. Yeah, I kind of feel like time goes faster when I'm by the lake. It's like meditative or whatever. Anyways, I was actually starting to feel a little better about everything this morning, if it wasn't for what happened next.

I had finished my oatmeal and I was starting back towards the house when I noticed something in the water. This is where things got fucking crazy for me. I wanted to just kind of interject here. We didn't know at this point. This is an arg if it was a promotional piece, and then if this was real, it's like, oh, you gotta call the fucking cops. Okay, all right, I'm ready, so be like mentally prepped for this, mentally prepped. So yeah, I knowed something in the

water, and then it was in this little inlet by the shore. It was small and white, and at first I thought it was a brightly covered rock, but I wasn't sure. It seemed too round, probably against my better judgment, better judgment, I took off my shoes and went into the water to retrieve it. It was an eyeball, a fucking eyeball. And this is a picture of a He's holding some rocks in his hand and a

fucking eyeball. Oh, oh god, I don't like it. This has to be from an animal, right, Please tell me this is from a big fish or something. I threw it back in the water and hustle, hustle back up to the house. I wash my hands in the sink and then sat on the couch for a long time. I don't know what's going on. I can't believe I picked the thing up out of the water. I still feel fucking ross. I can't believe you threw it back into the water. And to make matters worse, the boat is back out there.

It showed up this again this afternoon, and it's just sitting there in the same places yesterday. Are they watching me from that boat? As the question that he posts there, at this point, I would be freaking the fuck out Brittany. Oh yeah, everyone, it's all conspiracy. Yeah, like everyone's in on it and I'm leaving. I mean, the eyeball is just fucking throwing me off, Like I don't I don't understand the because it looks like a human eyeball. Yeah it does. You have the people's the people

out there in the boat. My first thought would be someone sow in fucking body parts like they're dexter morgening. Do you know full fucking what they call him the ice pick Killer? No, not hard but yeah, yeah, yeah, there's a bay Harbord Butcher happening right now in your fucking house, sir. Yeah. Okay, So it continues on here on the sixth of

November. So before we continue, one interesting thing about Gregory is he was respond very responsive to people's questions, suggestions, thoughts, Like it really seemed like it was a person who was trying to figure this out the entire time. Yea, and that never really swayed basically throughout the entire Twitter thread. So that that that'll come into play here in just a minute, but I wanted to throw that out there that he was actively responding and having conversations with

people on Twitter. Okay, I keep hearing things at night. I've seen that on the deck, and I feel like I can hear things moving through the trees. It's probably just deer or something, but I can't help imagining it's something else. I'm sure I'm making it out to be worse than it is. Our deer not eternal. I see them out on the roads sometimes and I'm driving into town. I try not to think about it. But last night it was worse. I heard screams. That sounds so stupid to

say, but I don't know what else to call it. I was brushing my teeth and heard something out of the bathroom window. I'm sure it was an animal, but my toothbrush was buzzing, so I can't be sure. And then this morning I found something. I found the bloody remains of something right in the middle of my yard. It was literal intestines and they were fresh. I feel like I can't even post something like that to Twitter.

That's back when Twitter at community guidelines, because now you can basically put whatever you want up there, Like, is it gonna get flagged if I posted? I don't know what to do. Maybe I can upload it separately and share the link. Fair warning, this is pretty gross, so don't look if you're squeamish. I'm sure it's an animal. What did this and why was it left in front of my house? So he uploaded a picture to m dur and it's fucking intestines. Like so, honestly, from the surface,

this sounds like hazing. But yeah, funnily enough, is as kind of what started Hellier on their track to search for the Kentucky Goblins. And Hellier is the doctor thought they were hazing him. And basically what hazing is almost like can you explain that to people who might not be familiar with the

term. Yeah, So basically what hazing is, to my understanding, is like an outsider someone moves into a new community, whether they have secrets that they share or they just don't like people who didn't grow up there, they will do certain things to try and deter you away. So they could make you think your house is haunted by making sounds outside your house, or leave like really gross stuff outside your house, like ding don ditching intestines on the

law and stuff like that. It's just a way to make you feel very uncomfortable in your own community. Yeah, when you move in and it's a way of trying to keep who you like around and who you don't out. Yeah, you also have hazing fraternities sororities when you're being inducted into something into a society like a fraternity. Yeah, well I was talking about was more hazing for houses, like yeah, if someone doesn't want you in the community.

I guess I didn't really think about hazing back then. Yeah. Interesting, Yeah, sorry, it's disgusting anyway. I scooped it up with a shovel and flung them into the woods away from the house. He is, like, he is fucking with so much evidence right now. I don't know. I don't know if bears are up here, but I couldn't leave it. And besides animal guts at the least of my worries right now, I have other things on my mind. I've been trying to figure out what's written

in that notebook from the woods. I've had it for a couple of days, and I can see faint letters, but I can't make them out. A bunch of people replied and told me to do a pencil or charcoal rubbing, but I didn't. I didn't have anything like that. So again, this is what I was talking about where he is looking at suggestions from the because it makes me wonder if no one suggested it, would he have just done it anyway? Yeah, but people have called out other a arg's like,

hey, no one suggested that. I looked through every Twitter response, no one said that to you, so like, would he take the gamble? I don't know. I found a bunch of pins, but no pencils, so I had to go back into town. It was actually really hard to find charcoal. I finally had some luck at this little hardware store. The box didn't didn't even have a price tag on it, so I feel like it had been sitting on the shelf for years. It seems like people

in town are starting to recognize me. I don't like it. I didn't plan to be here that long, but it looks like I might not have a choice. People are nice enough, but it seems like the kind of town where everyone knows everyone, and I definitely don't belong. Okay, so yeah, I'm shocked at it and think of hazing. Back then, when I was in the hardware store, these little kids were following me around and

giggling and making fun of me. I think they were twins. I couldn't really hear what they were saying, but I'm sure they were making fun of me, because little kids are jerks. This guy, he knows what's up. He knows what's up. But keep the twins thing in mind, because that comes back into play later. On the way out of town, I stopped at the grocery store, but they were out of some of the things

I wanted. It seems like they're always out of stuff. They've been out of eggs for a couple of days, so I just got some pop tarts and stuff and left. Anyway, the notebook I've actually been putting it all for most of the afternoon because I wasn't sure. I wanted to find out what that person was writing on it. I can't ignore it forever. I'm going to eat dinner, and then I guess I'll try the charcoal. I don't see how people are like that, man. I want to know right

now. Jesus, So, I did a charcoal rubbing over the most recent page in the book, like people were telling me too. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it's not this So's He has two photos here of charcoal rubbing over and over and over written on it just says they took my eyes. Oh no, what even is this? What the fuck? I feel like I'm going to throw up. I need to go sit down. What the hell is going on? Yeah, you were fondling that man's eyeballs. Oh my god, I would a fucking full on panic, like,

there's no fucking if Hans or butts there. No, So now we go on the ninth of November. I called my mom yesterday. I wanted to see if she knew anything about this place. She said, I've actually been here before when I was really young, but I don't remember any of that. Are there any places from your youth that people have said, oh, yeah, you've been there before that you don't remember. Yes, Disney World really yep. My mama took me to Disney World twice when I was

really young, before she got really bad back pain. And the only thing I remember is she heard her back while we were there, and we had to sit in the hotel room and watch Charlie Brown. It wasn't a total loss, No, it wasn't a total loss. But the person she brought with her was mean as hale. She was the meanest old lady i've ever met. She was a bitch. Fair enough, Janie. If you listen to this, I fucking hate your guts. You were so mean. FU fuck you, Janice. I tried to ask her again why she got I

never got along with my grandfather, but she's so cagy about it. She grew up in a town nearby, and my grandfather didn't move into this house until after my mom left for school. I guess she never really came back. We talked for a bit, but my reception here is spotty. She asked me if there's still wine in the cellar, and I told her there wasn't a seller, but she said there is down in the basement, off to a corner. After she hung up, I went downstairs to look and

she was right. There's a bunch of antique stuff in the basement, and behind some filing cabinets there's a dusty little wine cellar. I can't believe I missed it at first. It's full of wine and some of it is really old. So you post these pictures of a wine seller with a bunch of wine bottles and a little keg, and then there's also this weird like family crest thing hung up. Oh that's old. Ye. You really can't make out what it's supposed to be. Yeah, And I remember looking at this

and then like trying to reverse image searching on Google. It didn't exist on Google. So I'm like, Oh, this dude's for real. He's for real. This is it Because it wasn't on Google. That's how I knew he was real. There were also these weird wooden wine stoppers all over the place. Oh, I don't like that. That's fucking creepy, right, Yeah, those are. It's like a disfigured man with a top paddle. This is the hatman. This is from the looks of it, it looks

like this. There's been nobody down here for a while. And then he has a picture of a rat that's completely like you, like, mummified almost. Yeah, and look at these bottles. I don't know anything about wine. I wonder if they're good anyway. At least I have a third plus of alcohol down here to take my mind off of how weird things have been lately. Some of these bottles are from eighteen sixty four. I want to know where the hell he got these wine bottles. Yeah, so this one,

it says great neck New York was imported there nineteen thirty four. Damn, Grandpa had some money. Yeah, apparently does house keep surprising me? I keep binding weird shit around the property, Like there's a collapse shed in the back, a little way through the trees. It's not strange, I guess, but I keep overthinking everything I see. And it's just a picture, a couple of pictures of like this collapse shed, it says Bermuda, a little ways away from the shed. I found this in the middle of

the clearing. What is this? So it's a picture of like a bunny rabbit porcelain statue. Yeah, it looks like an easter rabbit. Would the thing is at this point, I would be so fucking on edge to the moon on a conspiracy tenfold hat. Yeah, this rabbit's fucking the reason behind my suffering and the rabbits out to kill you. None of it makes sense.

And there's something else I found that I can't stop thinking about. There's so much junk around the house, and I'm trying to clean it up, partly because I think it'll help this place self faster, but also to keep my mind off of things. I was sorting through some debris and found these old, rusty letters in a pile on the ground, partly under the foundation. I could see some nail holes in the side of the house, so I think they were on the house at some point. I know sometimes people

people give lake houses names. I can't figure out what they might have said, though. I brought them inside and laid them all out on the kitchen floor to see if I can make sense of them, but so far no luck. Maybe someone else can. So it looks like it's old like house letters, and it's a L W D pH at the top row, bottom row is at ec E R RPE and that's all it says. And then he retweeted someone said that said I've been working on trying to figure out different

things that could say. Do you happen to have a photo of a spot on the house where the nails were? And he responds, I wish I did. However, when I went over to the side of the house, there's only three nail holes. But I can say for certain these we're all up there at some point because they all have rust on them. So again he's yeah, but again he's responding to the community consistently here. Yeah. So then we go on to eleven twenty one, we've about a twelve day

gap. Giver take right there. Okay, so on twenty eighteen. But there's something weird about this town down the road that I can't figure out. I've been getting cabin fever pretty bad, so the other day I drove into town to have breakfast and wander around a little bit to get my mind off of things. I've been mostly trying to keep busy getting the house in shape to sell. A realtors is supposed to come up here next week to help me formally list it, which is good because I'd like to get the fuck

out of here. Sorry not for not updating in a while. The reception up here is terrible, and I haven't been able to get Twitter to load all that often. At least there's been lots of wine in the cellar, so I haven't been too bored. Then this weird like that's a pretty regular like thread, and then he says, I think something bad is coming. I'm gonna pop another bottle of wine. I don't know what else to do tonight. Let me have a picture. This is written on the back of

a tag of some sort. I suspect that the eyeless woman from before. I haven't seen her, but I think she's still out there. So you really can't read any of this. It just says it's like a what you would see on the back of like how to wash your stuff, like do not tumble dry, that sort of thing. Yeah, then we have eight more days, and this is on eleven, twenty nine eighteen, so he

starts off. I saw something out in the woods today. I've been trying not to spend all my time at that house, since being cooped up all the time makes me feel crazy. Even though it might not be super safe to be out alone in the woods, it still feels better than being home alone all the time. God, I can't believe I just referred to this place as home. I've been here for too long. Anyways, I was taking a walk today. These woods would be so pretty if I didn't feel

like someone was going to murder me out here. I was almost enjoying myself when I stumbled into a clearing and found something strange. So it's a picture of a chair facing his house. Oh, there was a single, filthy chair overlooking a ledge to my home. It didn't seem that creepy at first, but I got this funny feeling, so I took out my phone and pulled up the map SAP and sure enough, the chair was pointed in the exact direction of my house. I was probably a mile away from my house

at that point, but it was still weird. It made me feel queasy and I didn't want to stick around, so I hustled out of there, but I barely walked thirty feet when I found something worse. I don't even know how to describe it. So it's a picture of a rock, oh with another thing on it. So it's got a skull in the center with a bunch of shells around it, and then a triangle. So again, this is screaming like a cult esoteric fucking pan. I took a video of

it too. It freaked me out, but I was measured at the same time. I couldn't stop looking at it. I felt like I was in a daze. So the video he takes as like a beetle walking on the shells in the middle of the animal skull. It seems like every day there's something new, but I'm not closer to understanding what's happening out here or why. I finally pulled myself away and practically stumbled away from the rock. I

felt dizzy walking away. I just wanted to go back home. I started back in the direction of the house, and that's when I saw her, the woman I knew I saw from before. She was standing on a hill, seemingly staring at me. I darted behind a nearby tree, but luckily, I don't think she saw me. I hadn't seen her out here in a few weeks, but I knew she was still out here. I took

a video from behind the tree. I don't even know why. It's not like it'll do any good, but at least I have proof I wasn't imagining this. So I'm showing Brittany the video. What are you seeing right now? That looks like a shadow figure? What the fuck is that? Yeah, it's a person standing in like a long jacket with a hood covering their face completely. Oh that's creepy. Oh my god, I hate that. So people, at this point, we're tweeting, there's no way that that's

a woman. You don't know that that's a woman. Why do you keep calling this thing a woman? And he's just responding. I can just tell I know this is a woman. That's where a lot of people are like, well, what the fuck is going on at this? Is he just day drunk? Because he keeps referencing popping another bottle of wine. People were trying to do the math of like does old wine get you drunk? Or how drunk with a full bottle of wine get you? Like people went full

blown conspiracy theorist on Gregory here. Okay, yeah, that's creepy. I don't like that. Yeah, So again, once we get through all of this, I highly highly suggest you guys watch rainbots video where she shows all the videos. But you don't want to get too far ahead of us, so you don't run it for yourself. Correct. Eventually she left the hill and disappeared into the woods. Once I was sure she was going, I left the tree impractical ran back home. The whole way back, I kept

expecting her to appear again and attack me or something. I don't understand what she's doing out here. Is she a witch? That sounds so fucking stupid. But I don't know how to explain any of this. Those weird stick artifacts and how this thing on the rock it feels like fucking witchcraft or something, And who's on that boat I keep seeing out there in the lake? Why is everyone in town so weird? At this point, I just want

answers, and I feel like I'm getting close to getting them. I'm just scared of what they might be. What are your thoughts right now on this, Miss Brittany, I don't know. I feel like I feel like everyone's out to get them right now. Yeah, but again, I really did not like that picture that woman. That was creepy as fuck. But here's my question, how do I how do I explain this properly? How do you think you would react in the situation given the fact that he's by himself?

So is he exacerbating all this? Like is just the woman weird? Or is all of this equally weird? Is it a combination of things? How much is his anxiety factoring in on this? Yes? Is he exasperating? Like how long these people are in the bow or was it really eight hours or was it a couple of You know that, I just feel like eight hours? Yeah, and that's where it's kind of tough for me. So we're gonna go through one more day here and then we're gonna end off

the episode. Okay, so we jumped from eleven twenty nine eighteen to twelve eleven eighteen. He just starts out this day with I found out what those letters spell, the letter the letters on the side of the house. Yeah, I'd basically forgotten about it. After finding them outside the house. I put them in the back of the closet and pretty much stopped thinking about them. But yesterday I found something else. There's this little alcove with building shelves

and a bunch of old books, sort of a mini library. I was slipping through some of them for something to read when I came across this little book about wine. Tucked inside were a couple of old polaroid photos. They were pretty faded and it was hard to make out what they were. So the book he has is a red bound book that says notes notes on a seller book. An inside took away as a polaroid photo about midway through the

book. The first one is pretty unremarkable. It looks just like the photos of the trees outside, and it does look almost identical to some photos he's posted previously. Yeah, the second one was even blurrier. For a minute, I didn't know what I was looking at, but then I realized it was of the house and the letters I found on the ground a couple of weeks ago. The photo was super fuzzy, so it took me a second, but I was able to make it out. So again, it's just

what he's saying. It's a photo of the letters on the side of the home, and it's incredibly fucking fuzzy. This is so weird. I've never heard that name before. Was my house at church or something. I spent the afternoon going through all the other books in the library but didn't find any photos. So what it says is deep Water Chapel. That's what the letters spell out. I don't know what to make of any of this. I'll let you know if I find anything else, but yeah, I don't fucking

know. So that's where we're gonna end episode one. Here, we're on twelve eleven, and we're gonna start back on twelve thirteam' actually gonna take a screenshot of this so I don't forget exactly where we are, because it fucking goes oh wow very quickly. Oh no, I'm suspicious to everybody now. So so we have this woman, presumably with no eyes. Let's just kind of do a quick recap, so he inherits the house from his grandfather who've

recently passed. His mom didn't talk about her father. Yeah, it doesn't seem to get along with him very well. He gets to the home and there's not a bunch of happening initially, but then he finds him these weird little effigies artifacts all around his property, the homeless camp. He finds the homeless encampment with the notebook. Police aren't very helpful. Yeah, he believes he sees somebody early on that a woman with no eyes, but you really

couldn't see it in the video. These people in the boat. Yeah, the police arrive. He goes through all the details of the police. They basically don't do anything because there's not much to do. He's made several trips to town notices. There's some weird people in town. The twins remain to him at the convenience store or the hardware store. I'm sorry than the boat up to this point when you kind of look at it in retrospect like, oh, that's not that fucking weird, and tell that picture video of the

fucking specter, the specter and the eyeball. Yeah forget found. Yeah, how can you already forget that that was fun? I was focused on the fucking weird hooded spectra that there's something about that that what I thought was I think it's legs were way too skinny. Yeah, exactly. And when you look at it, like, oh, I could go to Spencer's Gifts by a scream outfit and it would basically match this, and you look at it. The longer you look at it, the more odd details you know.

It's like skinning her legs are, how she's not moving. The wind is hitting her upper body and it's like swaying her upper body, but her lower body is completely fucking still. The more you look at it, the more you realize, oh, this is this is fucking weird. Yeah, so this is kind of a taste. I know, it doesn't start off as strong as the Sun Vanished did, where the fucking sun literally vanished, But this, to me was so much more believable because none of this was like,

oh, this is insane, like this couldn't possibly happen. And then you start to get the the small little inklings of oh, there's something bigger, some tanglands are going on. Yeah, so let us know what you think of this. Please don't read ahead like I kind of holds up with the Sun vanished, because I promise you next week we'll do another episode next week for sure. It gets fucking crazy and it and it takes a direction that I know how this ends, and I still am trying to figure out

my head how do we get to that point? Yeah? Yeah, So with that being said, Miss Britian, unless there's anything else that you'd like to add, I do not. I think we have to add the first episode of the Gregory Eats Water Thread arg Part two seven one never ending, but are always growing tails from the dark