Paranormal Revenge

I saw something that I would never be able to shake.

There was something in the house with me.

I was trapped.

Even though you could see the black figure,

but you can't actually physically touch it...

Was more frightening than me dying.

Could this be a former staff member

who spent his entire life abusing children

and is continuing to do this in the afterlife?

I don't know if I died.

Stay with me, Alex!

But I could see myself on the table.

You are kind of earth side,

but you're also in the spiritual realm,

so it really makes you susceptible and vulnerable

to the spirit realm that is around you.

I thought he was gonna end my life.

I thought he was gonna kill me.

A huge amount of rage is being directed at Alex Matsuo

and we need to figure out why if this is to be stopped.

It watches from afar so it could attack again.

I grew up in New York in a county called Rockland County.

It's thirty miles outside of Manhattan and New York City.

We was New Yorkers but we had grass and we had a front yard

and I lived a middle class suburbia lifestyle.

I was a typical little suburban kid

riding around on my BMX bike,

skateboarding,

hanging out with my friends,

having a good time.

Everything's normal, you know,

I'm-I'm enjoying myself.

These are the good times in my life.

But I had no idea it would get worse.

Tawney Lewis. Take one. Mark.

The case of Dedrick Hilton

is one of the most intriguing cases

that I have ever researched.

It has spanned many decades

and it started when he was just seven years old.

Growing up, it was my mom, my dad and my sister and I.

I have an older sister.

In my bedroom,

I shared a bedroom as a child growing up with my sister

and we had a black and white TV,

'cause that was our first TV,

and a dresser.

And I remember a window where I could look outside

and see the apple tree.

It was just a typical Saturday.

At the foot of the bed is where I saw something

that I would never be able to shake.

Something woke me up.

I woke up to see like some type of strange smoke occurring like right here.

It was strangely like moving around.

I was a curious seven year old.

I also didn't know what ghosts were

or what it meant to be haunted.

I leaned closer into this smoke

and I put my finger through it.

I realized that this cloud of smoke

was beginning to form a shape.

And when I touched it, it fully took form.

And that's when I realized this is not smoke.

I could see the eyes, I could see the shoulder,

I could see the arm,

but I could not see his mouth or his nose or anything else.

I decided to touch it again.

It just faded away.

It disappeared.

As a paranormal researcher,

whenever there is a case that involves children, you know,

I really listen to them because after you talk to them

you're like, you know what,

imaginary friend or actually, no,

this is getting kind of creepy.

Sometimes darker spirits will come in as a dark mass

or a dark, heavy mist or fog.

So that is what Dedrick encountered,

which immediately let me know

that this was something darker.

Being a seven year old child and seeing something like this,

I was confused about how to approach

my mom and dad about it or even my older sister.

I decided just keep it to myself

'cause I didn't want to look like I was telling them a fib

or anything.

Nice.

All right, I'm gonna go make dinner, okay.

My mother was on the phone like always every Saturday

and I was playing with my toys down here.

And this Saturday, I felt that same feeling again

that I felt a year ago,

like something was coming.

These hands like gripped me tight around my ankle.

Mom!

It pulled me out of eyesight from my mother.

Mom!

And I kicked and kicked and I broke free

and that's when I tore out of my mother's room.

So I ran to my mom for help!

My mother dropped the phone

and that's when she came to my aid.

Later that night,

she told my father about it.

He believed my story.

He didn't brush it off.

I guess I was more alarmed because of his reaction,

his reaction of concern and belief.

I could see it written all over his face.

My dad definitely knew something about this entity.

In the minds of children,

you know, they feared closets or under the bed

because that's where the monsters live.

And so for someone like Dedrick to have that trauma

just instilled in his brain

of this spirit dragging him under the bed,

it's all about the control aspect of the spirit,

just trying to show

that he can absolutely manipulate Dedrick.

It was a attack.

What it wanted at seven, I didn't know yet.

I just knew it came back aggressive and more violent.

Because I was only seven at the time,

I had no idea that we were living

in one of the most haunted places on earth,

the Hudson River Valley in upstate New York.

In Rockland County,

there was a mental institution called Letchworth Village

that was actually opened in 1911

and there was so much abuse,

terrible conditions, people dying.

And then knowing that there were so many children

that had perished there.

And so I wonder with all the years,

the history of that location,

could this be a former staff member

who spent his entire life abusing children

and is continuing to do this in the afterlife?

I took the incident and placed it deep down inside

and I didn't think about it anymore.

I went on with my day-to-day life

and everything seemed like it was going back to normal.

So about a year passed by

and that's when this thing came back again.

This entity has a certain energy to it.

It feels like someone's staring at you in the crowd.

What do we have here?

Say bye.

I've been looking forward to eating you.

It was far more angrier and violent.

It was pushing on me aggressively,

trying to pin me down, and I-I was paralyzed.

I couldn't move!

I could feel it like it was trying to push me through my mattress.

This entity was so dark, like its body shape,

this time I can't see through it.

You're just looking deep into dark black mass.

Even though you can see the black figure

but you can't actually physically touch it,

it was more frightening than me dying.

I said get the F up off me.

I could feel it lightening up

and just like that, it was gone.

When a person is fighting back a spirit,

it depends on what their mindset is.

So if you have control over the situation,

if you have control over what's happening,

the spirit will feel that and they will back off.

Anger and fear are potential energy sources

for paranormal activity.

Between the age of 7 and 18,

I encountered this entity on several different occasions

and each time it came back stronger,

more aggressive.

I felt like it was tracking me at times.

There's way too many personal attacks towards Dedrick

to think that it has anything to do

with the mental institution.

I can't imagine a spirit from Letchworth Village

wanting to focus that much on Dedrick,

so it has to be something else.

I felt like this entity was trying to weaken me,

like it didn't want me going forward somewhere

and it-it wanted me to be weak

and where I would become submissive to it.

That's when I remember something I heard in my house

over and over again.

Growing up, I heard from my uncles and aunts a whole lot

about our culture,

which is called Gullah Geechee culture.

Gullah Geechee is a group of people.

It's the oldest group of Blacks in America.

We have our own language, our own folklore,

our own way of praying

and our own way of seeing the spiritual realm.

Gullah Geechee is actually in my lineage

on my mother's side.

The Gullah Geechee people are descendants from West Africa

and they were brought over and to be enslaved