The Dead Files

Subs created by: David Coleman.

Someone died, like, right here.

She was, like, a teenager.

I started seeing the vision of a girl.

She has suffered a lot.

And she continues to suffer.

Do you think this was an accident?

No.

How severe were those injuries?

She could've had significant injuries to her head.

I'm concerned that he might actually hurt somebody.

See, he's getting mad again, and he's pissed off now.

Did you see anything?

No. I just felt it.

He threw her down.

He killed her.

There's something down there.

My name is Amy Allan.

A lot of dead people are here.

I see dead people.

This is not good.

I speak to dead people..

He is very pissed off.

And they speak to me..

The house is angry.

But there's only one way to know if my findings are real.

He's killed people.

I rely on my partner.

I'm Steve Dischiavi.

I'm a retired New York City homicide Detective..

He got shot at his house?

And I know every person, every house has secrets.

Aren't you terrified being here?

It's my job to reveal 'em.

That sounds like something out of "The Exorcist".

But Steve and I never speak..

We never communicate during an investigation.

Until the very end.

It's bad.

When we uncover if it's safe for you to stay..

Amy and I work independently of one another.

I gather evidence, interview witnesses,

and investigate the history of each location.

When we're done, we reveal our findings to the clients and each other.

I'm in Huntington, West Virginia, on my way to meet with a local dentist.

He tells me that the activity in his office is so bad,

even his employees don't want to come to work.

Worse, now that his patients are starting to see things,

he's afraid he's gonna lose his business.

Before Amy enters a location, I have to clear the area

of anything that could influence her findings.

I can't hide the fact that this is a dentist's office,

but by removing the diplomas, personal photos, and artwork..

I can ensure that Amy's walk is free of any kind of leading information.

As I approach this location, dark images begin flashing through my mind.

The dead seem restless and are already trying to communicate with me.

I..

Have this elderly gentleman with me.

He's, uh, really tall, like, 6'2" to 6'4".

He has, like, steely gray hair,

and something happened,

but I'm not sure what.

Okay.

Uh..

Something happened in his office.

I did hear, "murder. Murder, murder, murder".

So, Dr. Grimes, when we spoke on the phone, you sounded a little concerned.

Uh, what.. What's going on?

We have a problem here.

I've been in this building for nearly 40 years.

Starting out, things were just noises that could be dismissed,

but they have been increasing in intensity.

I no longer have just sounds.

I have visual things going on.

In the last year this stuff has really ramped up.

It, uh, became more and more apparent

that something was going on, something frightening.

As far as your employees go, I mean, how are they dealing with it?

Uh, they're afraid of it.

Uh, well, for example, they won't go upstairs at night.

In fact, let me just show you something.

I keep a logbook of incidents.

It's not the little ones, uh, they're too numerous, but..

In this log, you will find, uh..

Entries made by the people who work here and others.

I mean, I've never seen anything like this before.

I mean, I know people keep journals, but I never saw a ghost log before.

Are you concerned that what's ever going on here is, uh, is dangerous?

It's my concern that I could actually frighten my patients away.

If this increases, I may be in trouble, uh, as far as my practice is concerned.

Quite a few people died here..

At this location.

Quite a few people.

I don't feel good about the deaths that happened here.

Like, I feel neglect, like, just..

And I hear it. "Neglect".

So, Doc, this doesn't look like a dentist's office up here.

It used to be a bedroom, uh, in the original residence,

and, uh, now it's just a place for me to come and relax a little.

Okay, so what's going on in here?

This was, uh, originally, uh, a place

where I started seeing the.. A vision of a little girl.

You mean.. Can you describe her for me?

Yes, I can. As a matter of fact,

I've painted a painting of her several years ago,

- and I have it right here, which.. - Oh, this is her?

This is as near as I could come to the way she actually looked.

As you can see, she's very sad.

She makes you feel that you.. You've got to do something for her.

One way I've tried to communicate with her is through this painting.

There's another way, and I can show you that.

I have left toys here for her.

And I know that she's in here, because some of these objects have moved.

Do you feel like you're..

Uh, consumed by this whole thing going on in this house?

Well, if you could see her, uh, you would feel as I do.

She makes you feel that you..

You've got to do something for her.

And you're a Father, and, you know, it's..

It.. It does get to you.

I have tried very hard to reach out to her..

Because of the empathy I feel for her.

Now have you seen her on this floor?

Uh, yes. In fact, she was standing right there at that door.

So what happened here on the stairs?

I was down here, and, uh..

She would just stand there looking at me,

and I would get this strange feeling that someone was looking at me,

and I would turn around, and there she would be.

Mm.

I hate the stairwell.

I hate it. I don't know why.

Something in that space..

Is not good at all. It's..

Making me sick to my stomach.

I'm feeling a great deal of pain and negativity coming from the stairwell.

I know something horrible happened there..

And I'm nervous to find out what.

Mm.

Someone like, died like, right here.

It's a lady.

She's, like, a teenager, and..

And her heart's pounding. Her heart's pounding.

She's crying, and she peed herself.

So much pain, and, uh, she broke her legs or something.

So have you experienced anything else here?

Yes, I have. I was walking through this

hallway late one evening, turning things off.

Uh, we were ready to leave the office.

And from about this height..

A voice came to me, a man's voice, very deep.

And he said, "get out of here".

He, uh, is a huge man.

He's big, and I've heard him more than seen him.

Now you've actually seen him?

I haven't seen him so much. I saw a shadow here

and a shadow there, but he goes up and down these stairs constantly, it seems.

You can hear him stomping, literally.

He's the one that I'm really concerned about because of his aggression

and because of his size, and I'm concerned that he might actually hurt somebody.

So she died, like, right here.

This guy is laughing. He's just laughing.

This large, angry man is the same one I saw when I first arrived.

I believe he's this poor girl's Father.

He's very intimidating, extremely cruel, and sadistic.

He's just laughing and laughing.

"She was a useless bitch".

"She (Bleep) Wanted all this stuff, the little bitch".

"I didn't have a use for her any more".

Because he didn't like her any more.

He killed her.

Mm.

You know, he killed her.

He didn't like her any more, and he didn't want her around,

and she annoyed him, and..

What the (Bleep)?!

What happened?

Mm. He poked me.

He doesn't want me to really talk about it..

Because he got mad and ran away.

So, Carey, I spoke with your Dad, and, uh, he told me what was going on here.

Now what about yourself?

Have you experienced anything here?

I have, when I was a child in the waiting room.

Uh, there was a young girl, and she was kind of peeking around the corner at me.

Okay. What'd she look like?

Uh, she was young, so I'd say probably 12 or 13.

I just remember her face and her hair, because she had long hair like I did,

and that stood out to me. Long, dark hair.

She had her head hung low, and she would swing it

back and forth while she looked at me.

Did it look like the girl your Dad painted?

Yes.

Your Father seems pretty, uh, consumed almost.

Are you concerned for him?

I just worry about his reputation.

I mean, this is his livelihood.

This is everything for him..

- Right. - 40 years' worth of work.

He's got so much to lose.