Cold Case Files - I SURVIVED: I Was in My Own Vampire Movie

Episode Date: August 1, 2026

Gilles is lured by a fake dating profile online, only to be trapped in a garage & attacked by a man who was hiding behind a hockey mask & hoodie. Richard and Angela are mauled by a black bear in the backyard of their own home in Newport, PA. Dave, the resident caretaker of a shared apartment complex, spirals into a psychotic episode to his tenant's surprise, who are now being stalked & attacked by him.First Leaf - Head to TryFirstLeaf.com/survived for 50% off your first box PLUS free shipping for an entire year!See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

This program contains subject matter that may be disturbing to some viewers. Listener discretion is advised. I see a pair of black metal handcuffs on the floor. And that's when I saw this man hovering over me in a painted-up hockey mask. My jaw literally just dropped. Like, this didn't happen. I just turned around. And I see this bear standing in the living room.

All of a sudden, the bear was no longer on top of my husband, but I was on the floor with the bear on top of me. It was like I was in my own vampire movie. He goes, you're going to die, Satan. You're going to die, and he's going to pound a steak right through my chest. Real people who faced death and lived to tell how. This is I survived. It's October 2008 in Edmonton, Canada.

Gilles separates from his wife and moves to a new job. town. He decides to join an online dating website. I was getting lonely and just wanted to, you know, go out and do things with people. So I decided to go on this online dating website just to try to meet people. I saw this one profile and I decided to respond. She seemed pretty, she's a very good looking woman. She's blonde, about five, six. And so I decided to contact her. She responded to me immediately through online messaging. Her profile name was Spider-Webs, but she later told me her name was Sheena. The way it usually works is normally you chat with a woman for a few weeks, get to know each other, but this time

she wanted to meet right away. The only communication ever had with Sheena was through the computer with online messaging. So I'm about to go on a date with this girl that I've never, I don't even know, I don't, I've never heard her voice. And the worst case scenario in my head was that if I didn't like her, I didn't have to, you know, see her again. What we planned was to go for dinner in a movie.

And I'm a pretty nice guy. I decided I'm going to be the gentleman and decide to go pick her. Sheena sent Gilles detailed directions to her house. Usually you get a phone number and an address, but she wouldn't give him to me at all. She instead, she gave me these weird instructions to get to this, to her house. I couldn't park in front of the house, I had to go to the back.

She told me that she lived in the basement suite of that house, and that was the only way I could get in, so that's why she left the garage door open. garage door open. Following Sheena's instructions, Jeal parked in the driveway. I parked my track right in front of the garage door that was open, and I got out, and I was such in a rush to go pick her up because I was late, and so I crouched under the garage door. I noticed it was really dark. There was something on the windows, and I was just a very bewildered. I shuffled over to the side and then I felt my somebody punching me in the head.

I didn't know what was going on. I didn't know if maybe Sheena was trying to play a trick on me because I was late and just so I had no idea. I turned around and looked back and that's when I saw this man hovering over me in a painted-up hockey mask. All I could see was his eyes. It was about six foot tall, and he had a dark hoodie, and he was wearing, what scared me the most, he was wearing this hockey mask, painted up hockey mask. It was cut up at the mouth, and just all painted up,

black and gold. As soon as I saw him, I knew that this was no date. and my first thought was that I was going to get mugged. He was zapping me with this stun baton all over my chest. He cut off my way so that I couldn't get to the door and then kept using this stun baton. Every time he triggered it, it turned blue, and it made this really eerie noise like a t-t-t-t-t-t-t.

But very loud. This baton seemed like it was giving me a little electrical shocks, but it wasn't really hurting me. It was just zapping me. Although Gilles felt no pain, the stun baton was paralyzing him. I knew I needed to get away, get out of there, survive, stay alive. That's all I'm thinking about. So I throw a punch, and I think I get him in the stomach area.

but it felt so weak. I'm not the biggest guy or anything, but I can punch a little harder than what that felt like. And I couldn't figure out why I was so weak. I decided to run and try to get to the door. And he just cut me off and pulled out a gun on me. I just froze. I knew once he pulled out the gun that I,

would just have to do whatever he asked me to do. He screams at me, get down on the ground, put your face down, and put your hands to the back. I do whatever he asked immediately. He then comes over and stands in front of my face and takes out some duct tape. I don't know where it came from, but took out some duct tape, ripped a piece off, and tape my eyes.

It was almost like life flashed before my eyes. I started thinking about all these images of my family and that they would never see me again. And I just started crying. And all of a sudden I hear a jingling noise and I didn't know what that was if it was a weapon or if he was gonna rape me. And I knew he would probably tie up my hands somehow.

So I knew that if I wanted to do something, I had to do it right that moment. So I get up. I ripped the tape off my eyes. All of a sudden I look down and I see a pair of black metal handcuffs on the floor. I was very, very angry when I saw the handcuffs because I knew it was just a lot more than a mugging. He starts yelling at me to get back down on the ground, get back down on the ground. I won't. I won't. I'm ready to fight now. So I dart forward.

And he pulls out the gun again, and he points it at me once again. And this time, I decided I'm just going to go forward. And I dart forward and grab the end of the gun. As soon as I grabbed the gun and moved it forward, I felt that the gun was plastic. We're just struggling with each other, and he's trying to overpower me, and I'm trying to overpower him. And he starts punching me in the head.

And every time he punched me, I kept going a little closer to the door, punched me again closer to the door, until I looked at the door and I thought that I had a really good chance that I could get under, out of there. So I turn around, and he grabs hold of my jacket, collar. And that's when I slip out of my coat. roll under the door and get outside.

I take a foot forward to start running, and my legs were so weak, I fall right on my face onto the ground. But I know I needed to get away, so I start crawling down the driveway. He came after me fairly quickly and grabs a hole of my legs, legs and starts dragging me back to the garage. I'm out of ideas. I don't know if he gets

me back into that garage. I don't know what I'm going to do. Gilles manages to crawl out of the garage, but the man drags him back. He tosses me back underneath the garage door and I don't know what to do anymore. I'm out of ideas. I don't know how I'm going to fight this guy. He's so much bigger and stronger than me. And then I realized at that point that he didn't have a hold on me, and I could maybe get away again. And then as soon as he got back into the garage, I rolled back underneath the garage door.

As I get up, I look up, and I see this couple walking their dog. I just said, there's a man mugging me. He's after me. Please help me. And they just froze. They just didn't know what to do. They didn't know what to think. Right after I said that, the man came after me.

When he saw the couple, he didn't know what to do. He was so surprised. And then he started adjusting his mask back on his face. Then he looked at me and then pretended, started pretending that we were best friends. And he says, come on, Frank, and turns around and starts heading back to the garage. The couple decide that they're not going to help me out, and they keep walking. I couldn't believe it. I really needed their help, so I just said, aren't you going to help me out?

And the male fraud of the couple started coming back to help me. But the female called them back. At that point I knew they weren't going to help me out anymore. My truck is parked right in front of the garage, the open garage door still. So I decide that I'm going to go back to my truck on my own. But I'm trying to be very, very quiet. As I'm coming to my truck, I can see his feet at the bottom of the garage door, door. It's pacing. I take the keys out of my pocket, unlock the door. I tried to shut the door,

turn the truck on, and put it in reverse all at the same time, and I just took off. I was hurting so badly, but I knew I had to get home. And for some reason, I had a cell phone on me, and I never even thought I've called on the police. I didn't know who to call. I didn't have anyone to call. I kind of felt, it was almost like I felt ashamed that I got dup by this male that he was pretending to be female. And honestly, I think I tried to convince myself it was just a mugging and put it all behind me and just move on with my life. A month later, Gilles discovers that another man had been killed in similar circumstances. As soon as I saw the picture, I knew it was the same hockey mask and it was probably the same man that attacked me.

And I found out that the man that got killed went to the same garage. So I did, at that point, I knew I had to come forward and talk to the police. Johnny Altinger had also been lured to the garage by a fake online date. He had sent the instructions to his friends, telling him, hey, this is where I'm going, just in case something happens. Police got the information from Altinger's friends on where he went missing.

That's how the police were able to search the garage. They found out this guy renting the garage. His name is Mark Twitchell. Altinger's blood was in the garage, and there was a bloody knife in Twitchell. of Twitchell's car as well. The police also found the hockey mask worn by Mark Twitchell.

29-year-old Twitchell was a rookie horror filmmaker. They got his computer from him, and on his computer they found a script. The script was about a serial killer. It was almost like a diary of he was creating his own diary. Everything that happened to me was in the script. There was the garage, the house, hockey mask, the couple on the walking path.

Just everything was in the script to the detail. Until I came forward, they didn't know if it was real or not, and it found out it was. And then there was two more people in there that he wanted to kill, and there's no doubt in my mind that he would have kept on killing. Mark Twitchell was found guilty on the first-degree murder of Johnny Altinger. Twitchell was sentenced to 25 years to life in prison. When I found out that Johnny Aldinger had died a week after my attack, I felt horrible because in my head I thought maybe if I would have went to the police sooner,

he might have not died. When I went to the trial, I met his mom, Johnny Altinger's mother, and I didn't know how she'd feel towards me because of that. And when she saw me, she turned around, grabbed my hand and said, I'm so thankful you're still with us. And that meant so much to me. I survived because I was able to plan out how I was going to get away.

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Angela, Richard, and their 10-year-old son Josh live in a wooded area. We actually built our home. We took enough trees out just to be able to basically, build our house, so we actually live at the base of a mountain in a wooded lot, wooded area. Richard started work every morning at 4 a.m. So every morning I wake up about 250 a.m. on the dot, 10 of 3 every morning to get up, race out the door and get to work before 4 o'clock. That particular morning, I remember him saying, I got to go, love you, bye, and I repeated the same thing to him. Richard went downstairs and called for the family dog, Brindy.

Brindy is part husky, part pit bull. She's approximately 83 pounds and is a ball of energy. So I yelled for her and I said, Brindy, do you have to go potty? And so I thought, okay, open a door for her and left her out. It's 3 a.m. And Richard, who is about to leave for work, lets the family dog out.

All of a sudden she starts growling and barking and snarling and I knew something wasn't right. I'm standing in the doorway, and I'm yelling for the dog to get back here. And I'm yelling at the top of my lungs. I'm laying in bed, drifting back to sleep when all of a sudden I hear Rich yell, Brindy come here, Brindy get back here

with a real sound of fear almost in his voice. I'm calling for her, and it's just dead silence. His dog is chasing. back inside by a black bear. Then all of a sudden, here she come. She bolted up under the patio, past me, but on her tail was a bear. And they both ran past me into the living rooms I stood there. My jaw literally just dropped.

Like, this didn't happen. I just turned around. And I see this bear standing in the living room. I look around and there's the bear and the dog standing in my living room. Now the bear is standing on all fours. Kind of like, where am I at? I belong here. And I thought, well, my wife and my son are upstairs, how do I get this bear out of the house?

I don't know any kind of protocol how to get a bear out of someone's house. And you think I should be able to handle this bear. They probably weighed 200 to 250 pounds. For me, I'm 6'6, 325 pounds. So I took matters in my own hands, literally, and I grabbed the bear around the neck with my two hands. When I'm my knees with this bear now, it bit me in the shoulder. And when it bit me in the shoulder, I was kind of, I went like,

ah. Yet I tried to keep quiet at the same time not to wake my wife and my son. But in doing that, I heard my wife coming downstairs. I got to the landing and ran down the stairs, came around the corner, and I looked to my right and laying on the floor is my husband with this big black furry thing on top of him, with a dog standing looking at both of them.

At the same instant, I realized it was a bear, and I screamed. She shrieked, and I guess it got the bear's attention. All of a sudden, the bear was no longer on top of my husband, but I was on the floor with the bear on the bear. top of me. As Angela screams, the bear leaves Richard and lunges at her. The moment that I screamed, the bear jumped on me and bit me on my left breast. I think I was in such shock, but I remember feeling a sharp, searing pain. Oh, that hurts. It just bit me. And before I

knew it, the bear was no longer on top of me. In fact, I thought the bear had actually gone and that everything was okay. Then I came to realize that that that was It wasn't the case that the bear had now gotten back on top of my husband who had knocked it off of me. I pulled the bear off of her. Once again, I'm on the floor with this bear, and I have the bear around the neck. And the bear were really snaw, and I could hear breathing kind of heavy.

It wasn't like your typical grizzly, you've seen the movies where it's mouth wide open and drool flying everywhere. I went to the doorway because the door was still open and thought, well, maybe the bearer will see me, or maybe I can coax it to the door. to the door and have it run out. I'm looking over its head, and I see our back door

still open to the outside. And I thought, if I didn't pull this bear around on the floor, jerked around, they can see the door was open. I literally just had it by the loose skin of its neck. And with all the strength that I got, I'm pulling this bear around. I got the bear turned around, and it didn't bite me again. And it took off outside the door. And I took a sigh of relief like, OK, this is over.

I got bit, we'll move on. Now I thought, where's Angie at? I'm standing on the patio step, which is basically in our doorway, and out of nowhere, the bear tackles me and slams me to the concrete patio. Richard gets the bear out of the house, but it malls Angela on the patio. There's Angie laying on her right side on the patio in a fetal position, and the bear is over top of her backside over her hip. pulling at her hip and biting at her backside.

I'm yelling, oh God, get the bear off me. Oh, God, get it off me, get it off me. It was biting and scratching and clawing at me. And I literally dove across her, 325 pounds of me. Dove over her into the bear. I tackled the bear, and we wound up in the corner of the patio. Now, this time, I am under the bear. I feel the bear clawing out my back and biting at the back of my head.

The next thing I knew, like my wish had come true, suddenly the bear was no longer on top of me. But in front of me on the patio, I see the bear on top of Rich. And I can feel it biting at the back of my head, where my hair is. And I can hear like a chomp almost like, ah, it's hard to describe. I guess if you were to bite into a ear of corn, It sounded kind of like that. But I just hear it chomp.

If you'll pull, leave, go, chomp. I mean, you can't really describe the strength of a wild animal. It's crazy. The shock had finally worn off, and the reality had hit me. He could die, and this could be it. As I'm holding this bear, my vision starting get blurry. And I started getting lightheaded, and I thought,

I don't want to go like this. I thought I was going to die. Their 10-year-old son, Josh, is asleep upstairs. Richard pulls the bear off of Angela, but it is now attacking him. The bear is on top of me, and I feel, while my vision's getting blurry, and I'm feeling kind of weak, and I'm thinking this was, I don't want to go this way. I thought this was it. My grip on the bear losing, and when I did, the bear, the bear was.

Bear just stopped. It just stopped. And I'm watching this thing, like, where's it going next? I hear just walks off into the woods. Rich is covered from head to toe in blood. His gray t-shirt, unrecognizable as gray. I immediately know I need to get a phone, and I need to call and get us help.

I grab my cell phone and immediately dial 911. As I'm on the phone with them, I remember turning around in the kitchen and there stands, Josh. He sees both of us injured and particularly his dad covered in blood. That's actually the moment that it really hit me. Oh my god, my son could have been involved in this. Paramedics rushed Richard and Angela to the hospital. We got to the hospital.

They said the back of my head looked like a can that was open. I took 34 staples and 34 stitches to suture up the back of my head. If I ever go bald, I can't imagine the road map it'll be there. The doctor told both he and I that a smaller man going through that bare attack most likely would not have survived. Angela suffered bites to her chest and back in the attack. The worst thing was probably an inch and a half deep, triangular shape, chunk out of my left butt cheek. It was a rather interesting recovery. You don't sit, you change the bandages, or should I say, Rich, your wonderful husband changed.

changes your bandages several times a day. But fortunately, all we're left with now are some physical scars and some mental scars. So. Angela and Richard have taken precautions to prevent another bear attack. I go out to my truck every morning to go to work. I have a gun in my hand.

The dog no longer goes out after dark. We now have a floodlight out back, which lights up the whole back of the house through the woods. And you can see, oh, a good day. distance, at least a distance where I can see something coming. I think the bear was as much out of his element as we were having a bear in our house. It was fighting for itself, ultimately, just as we were fighting for ourselves and our lives. We have no reason for the bear to have been there.

We just live in the woods. It was at the wrong place, at the wrong time, and my dog was left out, and that's what caused everything. Their dog Brindy had minor scratches and bites and made a full recovery. To me, Rich is my hero. So without him, I don't think I would be here. Other people, and as well as he would say, it was a team effort and that we both survived because we helped each other.

I survived because of my wife and my son. That's the bottom line. People ask, people tell me, God saved you. And I believe in God. But in that statement that God caused this to happen also, so that's why I really think what saved me was my will to live from my family. It's July 2000 in Nanuette, New York. At the age of 17, Jeffrey leaves home and moves into a boarding house.

I was just pretty much forced to move out from where I was a home into what I could afford. So at that age, I ended up getting two, three jobs. Went to school and moved into a boarding house. house above a bar, which was just a whole bunch of rooms, about 12 rooms and just two bathrooms, everyone shared together. It was cheap rent. It was perfect. One of the people in the building, his name was Dave.

Dave was a tall guy. He was medium-built and a little out there. He wasn't like normal people. For 13 years, Dave had been the resident caretaker. It was one time, like, everyone started complaining that, you know, there's something people in the building are getting sick. The landlord started looking around the building and figuring out what was making people sick. And he realized that there was some chlorox thrown in the air vents. The resident suspected Dave had put chlorox in the vents.

Nobody caught him, but it was like chlorox in his garbage. But we tell the landlord and he would say, David's home. They wouldn't do anything like that. He's been there this many years. We all started really getting kind of nervous about Dave. The residents knew that Dave had keys to all their rooms. There was another guy in a room down the hall from us. A very nice guy, too.

Never caused any problems. Kept to himself. And when they woke up and we heard screaming, we go outside, and he was, you know, he was like, Dave, you know, Dave was in my room watching me sleep. What the heck you're doing? and you know, Dave just would go into people's room and just watch him sleep, you know,

and that's when people started getting very nervous about him. No one knew that Dave suffered from schizophrenia, and he was spiraling into a psychotic episode. I went to bed early one night. It was about 8.30, 8 o'clock, and I fell asleep really early, and I ended up waking up about one in the morning. And to a Dave standing over me with a hammer,

it raised above his head, and his other hand was on my chest with a cross carved into a point. And, you know, I felt a cross on me, and I looked up, and I said, you know, Dave, you know, what are you doing? He goes, you're gonna die, Satan. You're gonna die tonight. It was like I was in my own vampire room.

my own vampire movie. And his hammer's starting to come down. And I look at the stake, and I just push it right off my chest. And we'll push it off my chest. I guess my head came off my pillow a little, and the hammer just directly, really hard, just hit me right in the head. He was swinging a hammer repeatedly at my head. And finally, when I managed just to get Dave

with my head on his side, and. My arms gripped around his body, and I used my legs and my knees just to launch myself up. He went flying into the wall, his back first, and then I went, like, head first into him into the wall. And that's when I realized it was concrete there. So it was pretty impossible to hear anybody scream. I'm, you know, it's like, this isn't happening, but it is. Like, it's real, it's happening. Nobody's helping me.

Nobody hears me. I need to get help. Otherwise, I'm going to die. After trying to impale Jeffrey with a stake, Dave hits him with a hammer. He just kept whacking me in the head with a hammer, and every hit, I knew I was getting weaker. Dave's expressions on his face,

I mean, the way his eyes just glazed, like, directly into me, like, just looked like a demon right out of a movie. He wasn't, it wasn't him. It was, it was a machine that couldn't, that, that couldn't be beat. He had one mission and it, his only mission was to swing that hammer and hit me and hit me and hit me. I know that one, one of the hammers actually, the head of the hammer directly went right perfectly into my eye. Like, directly just, they hit any bone sock just directly into my eye. Every time I go to grab him, he hits me again,

and each one's getting harder, or at least it feels harder. He just keeps hitting me, and I never forget, looking at my door saying, it's the door or the window. If I jump out the window, he wins, I die. If I get out my door, I have a chance. I felt a hammer just directly, the dead center in the back of my head just above my neck, just above my neck, just hit me really hard,

and I pretty much tripped and collapsed into my door, and it just busted open. And I fell right into the hallway against the wall. Dave, who thinks Jeffrey is Satan, chases him into the hallway and stabs him. He pulled out a knife with a blade that was about four to five inches long, and he just got on top of me and stabbed me right in the back. I just felt this knife,

go right in my back, and I kept crawling down the whole hallway. And the hallway's about 20 feet long. And he stabbed me another time. Now I'm screaming, help. I need help. Please help me. Dave's killing me. I'm going to die.

And I look behind me, and I see a door open in the back of the hallway. And there's this guy I knew. He just looked at me, and he shut his door. Nobody cares. Nobody hears me. I'm done. I called like another six feet, and he stabbed me one more time for the fourth time, and I just fell backwards into the door.

And I look at Dave, and he is literally covered in blood. His white t-shirts red, his pants have... All of his pants is blood, and his face is blood in. I never forget his baseball cap even had blood on it. And he's... has a knife. And there's so much blood. blood on. I was like, I can't do this anymore. And Dave said that this is, you're dying. You're going to die, Satan right now. You're going to die. And he raised his hand way up above his head with his

knife. Jeffrey crawls along the hallway to the door of his friend, Jimmy. I lean up against Jimmy's door and I'm looking up at Dave. Dave said that this is, you're dying. You're going to die Satan right now. You're going to die. And he raises the knife really high, like above his head. All of a sudden I fall, I fall backwards on Jimmy's door and I knew his door opened. And I saw Jimmy's arms just grabbed Dave right by the wrists. And then before I know it, another lady runs out. Oh my God, you know, calls the police. The police came and the EMS came and I knew I was okay. Jeffrey was rushed to the hospital. I was hit 14 times in the head with the hammer.

And I stabbed in the back four times. I shouldn't be alive right now. I really shouldn't, to be honest. You know, it's a miracle that I am. Dave was arrested, but the case did not go to trial. I got a contact from the state district attorney saying that Dave was found to be insane. And he's going away to a correctional. facility for the criminally insane for an undetermined amount of time.

It changed me in the first couple of years, but I did not trust anybody. It was like as if I was the crazy person now because I thought that everyone that walked by me or even my own best friend who was giving me a ride to the store, that he would just stop the car at a red light, pull on a knife, and try to kill me. Like, I was a nervous, nervous wreck. Twelve years later, Jeffrey saw Dave in a store. So I followed him, and I caught him in a woman section. And I see you, Dave Bolton.

He goes, yes, I'm Dave. And I really apologize, and I'm very embarrassed of what I've done to you and put you through. I took a deep breath, and I shook his hand as hard as it was. And I said, all right, Dave, I hope you're doing well. Good luck. And I walked away, and that was it. Ever since that day, I'm not nervous of people anymore.

I'm not nervous. confrontation. I'm not nervous to stick it off on myself anymore. Now I actually, since I saw him, I'm like, I'm the person I used to be, just a lot better. I honestly believe I survived through the grace of God because I have faith and I never lost the faith. There was definitely people watching all of me that night. Thank you for listening to I Survived. You know the name of the movie you'd like to see. Just stream it for free on Pluto TV where all your blockbuster favorites are landing all summer long. Catch Anchorman, the legend of Ron Burgundy.

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