(ominous music)
- Tonight, on Unexplained Phenomenon,
we explore the story of Rose Parker,
a troubled young woman whose association,
often whispered about, Cult of the Seven Moons,
may hold the key to solving a string of
gruesome murders plaguing the Midwest.
But first, we go live in Edensville, Indiana,
where a large increpite house
inhabited a vacant lot,
seemingly overnight.
Our eyes in the field, Jonathan Brother, reports.
- [Jonathan] Thank you Reese.
According to the locals, the lot behind me
had been vacant until three days ago.
Sometime in the early hours of Saturday morning,
police began getting reports
that the structure behind me had suddenly appeared.
The house's sudden manifestation has both disconcerted,
and fascinated this community.
While major media outlets have been unwilling to report on
this breaking story. We at unexplained phenomena,
believe it is our job to take you where others won't.
In our extensive research,
we have found no record of construction, and no permits have
been filed with the city's zoning board.
Now let's see what secrets this so-called,
"Home From Nowhere," may hold.
(knocking)
The door is...
...unlocked.
(door creaks)
(dissonant music)
- [Stan] Johnathan...
- [Johnathan] Stan.
- The house is very dark.
There does not appear to be any electricity.
We are engulfed in darkness.
There seems to be a piano.
It's uh,
is in working order.
We have some dead vegetation covering the walls,
presumably of an ivy breed.
Um, we have books in complete disarray.
One could only ascertain that there were some sort of
argument or a quarrel of sorts.
The, the floor very, very substantial and firm.
However, very creaky.
(low frequency dissonant sounds)
We have light.
We have lights flickering on.
Um...
- [Whispering Female Voice] Gonna die...
- We, uh, we have...
Some...
Bones...
(dissonant music intensifies)
- [Whispering Male Voice] Stay away from him.
- Stan. Me.
Stan...
Have, um, what look like burns from a fire.
(creaking sounds)
Did you hear that?
(more creaking)
We must investigate.
(dissonant music)
Being hit with a wave of heat,
a humid rip tide of sorts.
One can only surmise the origin of the sound in question is
coming from beyond this door.
So we're going to...
It's locked,
Or...
Jammed...
Just gonna...
Give it a...
A bit of a...
Ah, earthquake, earthquake, earthquake,
earthquake, earthquake, earthquake.
Is there an earthquake?
(door slams shut)
- [Stan] Did you do that?
Okay. We have to get out of here.
- My crew, Stan, has requested to cut the shoot short.
So I am left with no other choice,
but to follow my journalistic instincts,
and investigate further.
- [Stan] What? What, no Johnathan...
(wood breaks)
What the?
- [Johnathan] Stan...
- [Stan] Where'd you..
- [Johnathan] (unintelligible)
- [Stan] Hold on!
(dissonant music and sounds)
(Stan breathing fast and heavy)
(ax hitting flesh)
Ah!
- [Reese] Jesus H...
- Reese, we're live.
- What?
- We're still rolling.
- Oh.
Ladies and gentlemen, we seem to be
experiencing technical difficulties.
We are going to cut away for a short break,
and we will be right back with more Unexplained Phenomenon.
Are we clear?
Are we out?
- Explain this terrible..
- What the hell was that?