Otherworld - Episode 183 - Beneath the Bayou

Episode Date: September 21, 2026

After a violent altercation with her boyfriend, Corinne moves into a house on a bayou island that her grandfather left to the family, hoping for a fresh start. But soon after settling in, she and her roommates begin experiencing a series of increasingly disturbing unexplainable phenomena. Check out our Merch⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Follow us on:⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠For business inquiries contact: [e-mail] you have experienced something paranormal or unexplained, email us your story at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠[e-mail]

Welcome to Otherworld. I'm your host, Jack Wagner. This episode comes from Corinne, who grew up in Marouge, Louisiana, a very small town in the northern part of the state, and Corinne later moved to a nearby city that she says fans of the show Duck Dynasty might be familiar with. I am not sure how big the center of the Venn diagram between Duck Dynasty and Otherworld is, but either way, I think the fact that this story takes place where it does in Louisiana is very important. If you've never been down to Louisiana, I have to say it's one of the most unique places I have ever been to. It's a place where you really do feel a strange energy in the air at all times. It's a state where the lines between land and water really blur, and the terrain it's,

itself is constantly shifting. It's also a region of the country that feels like a direct link to prehistoric times and a place where you can find real isolation. I'm talking about areas where it feels as though you can easily disappear without a trace at any moment. Corinne's story begins in a rather intense way when her boyfriend threatens to kill her, so she She decides to move into her grandfather's old cabin outside of town. This is a cabin that sits on an island in the middle of the bayou.

In this cabin, she begins having a number of intense, haunted experiences. In fact, I'd say these are some of the most extreme ones we have had on the show thus far. And for Corinne, what was supposed to be a place of refuge starts to drag her deeper into depression and despair. This is a pretty charged episode for a lot of reasons, both paranormal and not. This episode is called Beneath the Bayou and You're Listening to Otherworld. Is this Bobby? At its core, the science, you can't argue. I'm worried about all the science.

It's almost frustrating that it's happening. I'm going to die. Its limbs were just like wrong. Everybody moves back into the light, even if it takes them a minute. Hi, I'm Corinne. I'm a queer esthetian in Kansas City. My life is pretty quiet nowadays. I kind of just hang out with my cats and my girlfriend. We go out to eat a lot, you know, that sort of thing. Nothing too crazy. Just kind of a quiet life. An esthetician is basically someone who does facials and kind of more advanced treatments like microneedling and things. things like that. I live in Kansas City. I actually live in a historic neighborhood that was kind of created by lesbians. It's really cool. It used to be called Womantown. How did I think of that name? Right. Yeah. It's a cool little historic area of Kansas City. It's really cute. I live in a nice little

historic fourplex over there, and it's just a really peaceful little area. So I grew up in a place called Marouge, Louisiana. And Marouge is its own Bayou Country in kind of the middle north of Louisiana. So it's not the same as Bayou Country in South Louisiana. But we did have plenty of Creole and Cajun people live around there. I grew up directly on the bayou, so we would have alligators in the yard sometimes. Lots of big snakes, lots of big bugs. We grew up pretty poor. It was, you know, a Bayou farm house that was kind of rickety but still home nonetheless, you know, a big old attic fan for AC and the sweltering Louisiana heat and all of our animals. We had so many chickens. But Marouge is out in the middle of nowhere. It is verifiably 30 minutes from the closest

gas station, you know. So it is very deep, Bayou country. There is this one time, well, several times that I would go and swim in the bayou as a child and it would just freak my grandma out so badly. This was her house, my grandma's house. It would freak her out so badly. And I never understood why as a child. I finally got caught doing it one day because I was covered in mud. And she was so mad. Oh my gosh, she was so mad. and I never understood it until, you know, I'm an adult now, and I get, you know, I would probably freak out too if a child of mine was swimming in alligator water, you know, I think I'd be pretty peeved to do. Marouge was also this place where, you know, people would definitely go missing a lot. My understanding was that people would be used as gator food, you know, like if some local had a disagreement with somebody.

or, you know, this, that, or the third. There's lots of pig pins out there, and there's lots of gators to kind of cover up crimes. It's definitely that kind of out in the middle of nowhere where if you go missing, no one's going to find you. I definitely get a lot of strange looks often when I tell stories from down south because it just seems so alien to people

that aren't from down there. You know, it's just a totally different world. I brought my girlfriend down there recently a couple years ago to my hometown and showed her around and everything and, you know, took her to, we stayed in the city nearby. So there were things to do and, you know, places to stay, not just at my grandma's house, but it's just like the Wild West for her. You know, she's from Vermont and it's just such a different world. We had several people around Marouge that had crazy animals. Like, one person had just like a bunch of peacocks. One person had a zebra.

And, you know, everyone down there is a wildlife rescuer. So if you come across a squirrel that fell out of the tree, that's your squirrel now. Now you have a pet squirrel. I knew a guy that he had seen that a family of raccoons had been run over. and there was just one little guy left and he had lost some toes from the accident, but he took this raccoon in and just raised it. He was a beekeeper as well, so we would go and swim at his house, and there would be bees everywhere, and he would just, you know, be going to tend his bees,

and there's a little raccoon following him everywhere. It was so cute and just so normal down there to, you know, run into someone who has a crazy pet. I've definitely known people with pet alligators, and I knew a guy that had two king cobras and a raccoon,

and, you know, all these things. It's just, everyone's a zookeeper in Louisiana, you know? Louisiana is, I like to call it haunted front to back. I mean, everywhere you go is haunted. Everyone you know has lived in a haunted house.

everyone you know has some crazy story out in the middle of the woods it's just i mean front to back haunted everywhere you look everywhere you go is just so spooky and you'd be hard-pressed to be a non-believer in louisiana i mean i really didn't come across many people who didn't believe in the supernatural in some type of way or at least you know if they were skeptics had a story where, you know, their beliefs were tested. The swamp is just so full of life that it's hard to say that it's not full of, you know, the afterlife as well. There's so many urban legends and local cryptids and things like plat eyes, otherwise known as swamp eyes. There's just a little bit of something and everything down there.

So when I was, I would say, about seven years old, we moved from the country out into the nearby city. I was kind of split between my mom and my dad's house. And my dad lived with my grandmother on the bayou. And when we all moved from the country, I started going to school in the city. And it was such a big culture shock and everything. wasn't, I mean, the city is not big. It's not a big city. It's, it's where Duck Dynasty is from, if you know anything about that. So it's not a huge city, but it is still very different than just being out in the mud in the bayou all the time. So I lived in the city off and on until I was 20 and

finally moved out on my own. I finally got my own apartment in the city. And that's kind of where everything starts. When I move into my new apartment, I get this job. I'm managing a Walgreens, and I'm making my own money. I'm really excited. You know, I have my first place, and it's so surreal, and it just, it doesn't feel like mine yet. And I start dating. I start, you know, meeting people on the internet and going on dates, and I meet this guy. I'm going to name him Colin. I meet Colin and we go out on a date to Waffle House because I work overnight. So we go to Waffle House in the morning and we hit it off. We hit it off really well.

We kind of have similar backgrounds and we get along. We have a similar sense of humor. Everything is going really well. We keep seeing each other for a while and he meets my mom. My mom likes him. And slowly but surely I start kind of. feeling odd about Colin. But I ignore this, obviously.

I'm young and this is like one of my first serious relationships and everything. So I'm kind of just brushing it off, you know. Colin winds up needing a place to live. So I say, screw it and ask him to move in with me. So my first apartment is now my first apartment with someone else. And things are okay at first. I'm 20. I'm in love. Or I think I am. I'm working my job. He's working his. We get off work and we drink this beer together and we're just, you know, we're just having a great time and we're partying. And, you know, it just seems pretty normal. But I start noticing little things about Colin that kind of put me off a little bit, like him not being really excited when, I would go and hang out with a friend or something like that, but it was something, it was different than just red flags.

It was like this oppressive force around him that I just felt so blindsided by it, because I hadn't really paid too much attention to this, you know, up until this person is living with me now. And I hadn't really listened to my gut or anything like that. and I'm just slowly being put off by this guy's energy. And one night I had a friend over. And her name is Kelly. Kelly and I had become friends pretty recently.

She was, you know, again, similar lifestyle. We had a lot in common. She comes over one night and we're all drinking and we're doing a little silly full moon ritual. We're just having a good time. And it gets to be bedtime. And Colin goes to bed, just peacefully off to bed.

And I stay up with Kelly for a little while. And, you know, it finally gets to be around the time that we're both passing out. So I join Colin in bed. And he is huffing and puffing all of a sudden. And I turned to him and I ask, baby, what's wrong? You know, what's going on? Are you okay?

Like, are you having trouble sleeping? What's up? And I feel that oppressive energy again, like the hurricane where it was hard to breathe. Colin turns to me and he starts describing how he's going to kill all of my loved ones in what ways. He talked about scalping my best friend. talked about hunting down my mom and cutting her throat, just all sorts of really horrible, awful things he was saying. Wait, this dude just sitting there saying this stuff out of nowhere?

Yeah, he just starts spinning this out of nowhere. Yeah, it was really, really jarring. I had never expected anything like that to come out of his mouth. Even with all of the oppressive energy and everything, I had never expected him to start talking about brutally murdering everyone that I loved. And this turns into a fist fight. We start having a fist fight, and Kelly wakes up and joins us in the bedroom and tries to separate us. At that point, she and I try to physically remove him from the house.

He's holding on to the bed so hard. He's not moving a fucking muscle. And I rip his shirt off trying to get him out of the bedroom. And I finally just, with this ripped up shirt in my hands, I say, do you want me to get my daddy over here with a shotgun? And that is when he went to the side of the bed and pulled out his Glock, pressed it to my chest, and said, get your daddy over here and I'll shoot him and you. That's when we try to get the gun away from him. We try to neutralize the situation,

but he is solidly pressing a gun into my chest. You know, it's kid gloves at that point. And eventually after some more scuffle, Kelly and I decide to leave and just get out of there. just get away from him. I felt fucking petrified for my life. This is someone that I thought I loved, pressing a gun to my chest.

I felt this weird, just coldness. Like, in a split second, I could just be gone. And someone that I thought I loved is doing this. it's just so much racist through your mind when you are on the other end of a gun when you are so, so close to death, it is just a deeply horrifying emotion that I can't even fully describe.

And somehow we were able to get away from that. Somehow we were able to get the gun away from him peacefully and leave peacefully. There was more scuffle for sure, but not as much as before, and we were able to get out of there unscathed, you know? I got it away from him and I set it right back where it belonged. I remember when he was describing killing my family

and my loved ones, I just started yelling at him. I started freaking out, and he raised his fist to me, so I raised mine right back. I was definitely raised in a fighting type of family where my brother had been teaching me martial arts for so long, and just kind of growing up with more redneck adjacent people. You know, there's fisticuffs involved in growing up like that, and you, you fight. And when he raised his fist to me, I did the same.

And we got into a pretty mutual fist fight. I remember I split my knuckles open on his face. And I remember there being quite a lot of blood, mostly from him. but I just, how dare you raise your fist to me after saying such horrible things? How dare you? Everything is kind of a blur from the actual fist fight. If you've ever been in a fight before, it's just kind of like, you know, people say seeing red.

And it just becomes kind of a blur of fists and trying to win and try, or, or just trying to subdue your opponent, you know, which I think that that's pretty much what I was trying to do at that point was just finish the situation. And I don't remember much from the fist fight. Me and Kelly, we go and wait outside for her ex-boyfriend to come and get us. Jake, Jake finally arrives. And I just remember getting in his car.

And it was an old classic car. that he had kind of trashed a little bit, I just remember, you know, when cars had cigarette trays in them, I remember his cigarette tray was just overflowing with cigarettes and they were spilling out onto the floorboard. And his classic car smelled like gasoline and cigarettes. And it was just so, it was such a weird, vivid memory that I had of the night was him coming to get us to take us to his place for the night, just this old greaser guy coming to save the day. I had called my dad once Jake picked us up, and I remember telling him what happened. And my very funny dad, ex-Navy, he's always been so protective over me, and I don't blame him.

But he said, well, I know a man with a pig pin in response to everything Colin had done. And we decided that I'd be going to stay at my grandpa's house. And my grandpa had just recently passed away just a few months. I mean, maybe three months before this happened. He had passed away. And his house was just kind of empty. My dad was trying to keep up with it because my grandpa left behind a dog. But he had a whole new wife and two stepchildren.

and a full-time job. So it was just really hard on him to try to keep up with the house and the dog and everything. So he decided that, well, instead of, you know, living with a guy that wants to murder everyone you love, let's go stay at Grandpa's house and I'll take care of the dog and I'll take care of the house. The next day, I wake up at Jake's house with Kelly and we're just kind of going back over, everything that happened and just how crazy it all was. And Jake is still, you know, he's also in shock because he knows this guy. And Colin is a rough character, but he's not someone that people would expect to have homicidal tendencies. So we're all kind of just going back over the story and

everything of everything that happened. And I call my dad and my mom. and we're going to move me out of there and we're going to get me into my grandpa's house. So we, you know, within the next, I would say, week or two, we just slowly moved me out. Colin had trashed the place and skipped. So we had no idea where he was, but from the sounds of how crazy all of this was, I was terrified he was going to find me. It just seemed like something that was inevitable that he was going to find me. And he luckily had no idea where my grandpa's house was.

So, you know, and it's a ways out of town. And it's a different bayou than my grandmother's house. But it's on this little bayou island. And it's kind of outside of town. So, you know, little harder to find me out there than if I were to, you know, either stay in the apartment or move into one of the neighborhoods in town or something like that, you know, where he could find me easily. So basically, we slowly move me in and I start settling into this house. I'm feeling just so scared and on edge. I feel like any second, especially when we're at the apartment,

I feel like that oppressive energy just all around. Even my dad and my mom, while they're helping me move out, we have to keep taking breaks for fresh air to just go outside and be out of the apartment because of the oppressive energy in there is just taking our breath away. And I just am terrified every second that Colin's going to pop back up or come and hurt us, hurt my dad, hurt my mom. I'm just terrified.

I just can't wait to get fully moved into my grandpa's house, so much so that I just start sleeping there before all of my stuff is moved out. I just couldn't take being in that apartment anymore. I broke my lease and everything, and thankfully I never got in trouble for that. They never sent me a bill or anything, you know? I couldn't wait to be away from that place and everything that happened there that night

and just be in a new environment where I feel a little safer and more secure. I was kind of nervous about living alone again, especially with me thinking that this guy's going to follow me, he's going to find me. but I was really, I was just looking forward to feeling even the smallest bit safer. So my grandpa's house, you know, is on this Bayou Island. You take this long highway out of town past everything and past the college and into where kind of the wildlife and fisheries area is of this area that I'm from. And when you take this highway out, there's this one little bridge that goes in and out of the Bayou Island. So just one way in, one way out.

There's train tracks around it. But really, this island backs up to wildlife and fisheries and a nature reserve. And it's just kind of, I wouldn't say out in the middle of nowhere, but definitely out of town. And right when I move in, you know, I have all of this nostalgia for this house. You know, my grandpa, he wasn't my dad's real dad. He was kind of adopted separately from my grandma. It was kind of a weird situation where, like, as an adult, this guy just kind of like took my dad in and kind of became a father figure to him. And, you know, once I was born, therefore, he was.

was my grandpa, you know. And when he passed away, he left us this house in the will. So it was just ours. It was just for us. But my dad had this new family, you know, so it was just me. It was just for me. All right. We'll be right back after this quick break. G'day. I'm Justin Wolfers, host of the Platypus Economics podcast. If there's one thing I've learned from a career teaching economics, it's that your life is shaped by economic currents. You'll never see. A single price tag can explain things a thousand experts can't. People who understand economics, they make better decisions in their careers, their finances, their relationships, and their communities, and I want that for you. Listen to and follow Platterpussy Economics,

available now wherever you get your podcasts. It was so odd to be in this place that I'd kind of grown up in and be in it as an adult and start to make it my new home, you know, like. Like I was allowed to paint even if I wanted to. And it was just, yeah, just so weird being in like a childhood home. And then you have it all to yourself. It was just so surreal and odd. So my grandpa's house and this island that it's on, this island was, originally it was one of the first plantation property.

in the area. And where my grandpa had built his house on this island, funny enough, it was down the street from this kind of debacle that happened that wound up having a lifetime movie. It was called the Susan Wilson story. And it's kind of about video voyeurism and why that law came to be. And it just so happened to happen on this island, a few doors down from my grandpa's house.

My grandpa's house was built where the original, like, crops were, basically, the original gardens and things like that. When you would ride over the yard and the riding lawnmower, you could feel the ruts still from it being, you know, crop land for so long. We even had this old cellar in the backyard that had to be excavated, but we never really got around to it. I'm still so curious what's in that cellar. But just to say, it's a really, really old property. We would dig up, like, old cast iron stoves and old tools and things like that that were clearly from a different time, just so old. just a lot of history, a lot of sad history on that island. After a while of living there by myself, I start having roommates.

And because this is a big house, this house is like 2,600 square feet. It's way too big for just one person. So I start having friends move in. And throughout the time of me living here, I think I had about five. different roommates kind of in and out. Sometimes it would be a friend that just needed a little place to crash for, you know, a month or two. Sometimes it would be just like, you know, I obviously don't have a lease for my friends. So it would be more like someone just kind of passing through before they move states or are,

invested in getting their own house or something like that. But I just, all that's to say is I've had quite a few roommates in the time that I lived there. But yeah, just living there with a bunch of roommates. I would say the first iteration was my friend Ramey and my friend Caitlin were all in the house with me when things kind of started. So I had always kind of felt like my grandpa's house was haunted, but I didn't ever really pay too much attention to it. I was never really there for very long periods at a time. But after living there, I would say the first time I ever noticed it, I was sitting in the sunroom facing the kitchen. So the sunroom was in addition to the house.

So it was built on to the back of the house, and there was a window in it that used to go outside, but now just goes into the kitchen. I was kind of just idly looking through this window, and that's when I see the stoves turn themselves on. Old stoves. You know, the knobs are the kind where you have to push it in and then turn it. I see the knobs physically push in and turn and the flame turn on across the stove. And I see that the same thing has happened with the ovens where the ovens have been turned on with the same force. And I'm actually with my roommate at the time, Caitlin. We both see this together and go in there and turn everything off and just kind of look at

at each other like, what the hell was that? There is no way that that could have just happened. Like, you have to push these knobs in to make them do anything. Otherwise, they'll just spin. So what pushed these knobs in to turn the stove on? It was definitely freaky. So one day I was walking through the dining room and to my left, are all of these windows that lead outside of the dining room. And then to my right is a small

little desk with a computer and a printer. And it's all just covered in dust and unplugged and wrapped up and not being used. It's just a very old computer and printer system. You know, I'm not using it. My dad's not using it. It was just something my grandpa had. And, I'm walking through the dining room to the sunroom, which is connected to it, and the printer turns on and suddenly starts trying to print something. And it made me jump, and I immediately turned it off and discovered it was still unplugged. This thing was, I mean, caked in dust. It had not been plugged in and God knows how long.

And all the sudden, there it is, turning itself on, trying to print something. To this day, I really regret turning it off. I kind of wish that I would have seen what it had to print. Like, what would have been on there? Would it have been a scary face? Would it have been a message? I don't know. It turned itself on and I pressed the power button to shut it down.

This thing had to have been from like 2005. I mean, it's not like the oldest thing in the world at this point. You know, it's probably 2014 during this time. But it's a computer that is one of the first flat screens. It's a printer that has seen the birth of printers. I mean, it is an old device. and the dust on it is just so thick. So yeah, it shouldn't have been turning itself on.

I just remember thinking like, hell no. That was probably my solo thought on that is hell no. Up into this point, I had lived in haunted houses before, and I just knew that something screwy was going on, and I was really disdive. pleased with it. I didn't want it to be happening. I didn't want it to be happening to me, especially with everything that I had going on at that time. I didn't need one more thing. My roommates start saying that doors are closing and things like that and are starting to notice

their own occurrences that are happening in this house and are starting to get freaked out, are, you know, to me for answers. And I don't. I don't know what the hell to do about any of this. Back then, it was, the common knowledge was sage the house, try to make peace with the ghosts and things like that. So we started trying to sage every full moon, sage the full house. Like, we would walk around the property. We would do offerings. I mean, we were doing the whole nine yards. And, we were really, really hopeful that this was going to help, but it just didn't. Things seemed to just get worse. One night when I was getting ready to go to a friend's house for the night, and I was getting

trying to get my things out of my bathroom. So my bathroom was in a weird kind of middle area between, my bedroom and my grandpa's old bedroom, which my friend Caitlin was now living in. And the bathroom had a door that led to my grandpa's old bedroom. While I was getting my things to go to a friend's house, I distinctly heard my grandpa say my name through the door out loud, not in my head, not a whisper. It was just a full stop, my full name from my grandparent. grandpa. And as I said earlier, I am scared of ghosts. I am very hell know about it. I just threw my

things down and just grabbed my keys and left. I didn't grab my things. I just left the house because I had never in my life heard something so vivid from anything before. And it was like, I was, I think I was picking up my deodorant and all of a sudden I hear Corinne like through the door just clear as day. Oh, it was, it was so startling. I just jumped out of my skin. Did you go like look around like to see if anybody's home or? No, I, I immediately left the house. I didn't see any of my roommate's cars in the driveway.

So no one was home. It was just in my grandpa's voice, clear as day, my name. So as this is going along, you know, this house is big and we're young and we party. So we start having get-togethers and parties and dinner parties and things like that. we even have a kegger at one point. And as we're having these parties, some partygoers would report having a door slam in their face,

things like that that were, you know, pretty mild. But the more that we had these parties, the more something else started to happen, where I believe that maybe the ghosts didn't like someone and people started getting scratched. So one time we were just kind of standing around and this guy Lance was just standing in front of me and all of a sudden he he yelps and goes, ow. And that he turns around and there's just four long claw marks.

going down his back that were bright red as if it just had just happened, had just occurred. We were so freaked out and just, it started being a concern of, do we have people over anymore? Because so many people were getting scratched and so many people were having weird shit happened to them. It felt like whatever was in the house, didn't want company, didn't want to be perceived, even though it's like, you know, acting out when we have company over, like you would think if you don't want to be perceived, you wouldn't,

you know, start scratching people and things like that. But it just made us kind of wary of having anyone come over, which was kind of an isolating feeling, you know. We didn't really really stop having people over, but we definitely stopped having parties pretty quickly after this started happening. Around the time that people are starting to get scratched during parties and get-togethers, things are escalating for us as well in the house. I had my one roommate, Caleb, he was just in his bed alone at night and had his penis touched by something like grabbed like full on just a grat like a genital grab something that wasn't there and he came busting out of his room i was watching tv in the living room which his bedroom was

attached to and he explained everything that happened and just how horrified he was I just wonder like, what the hell did that? I, it's not often you, you know, you can hear about, you know, people getting scratched and doors closing and hearing voices and things like that. But sexual touching is such a different level of haunting. And I had never really heard about anything like that. So much so that my initial thought was disbelief, even though we had been experiencing so much in the house. I mean, it was just so odd. And I'd never heard of anything like that happening before.

So it just like, it struck me with disbelief initially. But Caleb is so freaked out that there's no way I can't believe him. All the things that are happening in this house, there's no way I can't believe him. then around that time you know we're trying to do our monthly saging and i'm outside around my bedroom really around that corner of the house and it's kind of in a far part of the yard where there's a lot of brush and there's a shed over there and it's just kind of like

I would say a less cared about part of the yard and I'm walking towards the corner of the house and from out behind this corner I see this huge shadow, eight feet tall, nine feet tall, something like that, just as dark as a shadow. Bipedal, very humanoid looking, start walking towards me. And it's kind of going at like a slow, a sauntering pace.

And its strides are huge. Like, even though it's sauntering, it's gaining on me so quickly. and from that point, I turn around and run towards the other end of the house where the entry point is, the garage and our cars and everything are, I just run as fast as I can to the entry to get back inside. And I've just never been more scared in my life with everything going on. I've never been more chilled to the bone than to see this eight-foot-tall shadow coming at me like that. I mean, it was just, it was just so, surreal is a word that I could use to describe that. It was unreal. Everything else that has been happening in the house so far has been so terrifying.

but seeing something just menacing looking coming towards you is just horrifying. As things are progressing, just getting worse and worse, more intense. We start wondering if saging is even working or if it's adding fuel to the fire or what. So we kind of stopped doing that after the night with the shadow person. We resort to just trying to live with it and trying to. ignore what we can when we can, you know. If a door slams in your face, like, you just keep on about your day. If you see something, you know, we can talk about it, but there's really just not much we can do. One day, me and Caleb are trying to cook something in the kitchen. I believe that

we were going to just like have dinner that night with us and the roommates and just kind of hang out and watch a movie. So we're in the kitchen and we're preparing stuff. We're, you know, making drinks. And I'm pretty sure we made a casserole to put in the oven. And when I turn around, I see the knife block shake a little and knives from the knife block fly to the other end of the kitchen and stick right into the walls, hearing. the thuds of them sticking to the walls was just so freaking bone-chilling. There's no other way to put it but mind-blown. How in the world, after everything that we've seen in this house and how crazy it's all been, this is by far the most physical manifestation we've seen so far. And I'm so lucky that Caleb was there with him. me to witness it. Otherwise, I mean, it's hard to believe. Just knives, the shing sound that a knife makes flying across the kitchen, it just shook me to my core. This is shit you see in a movie,

you know, this isn't Hollywood. This is my life. And I'm just so aghast when this happens that I can't quite move. I can't quite come up with any words. I just, my first thought is, thankfully we weren't in that part of the kitchen. At this point, it's like, people start moving out. So it winds up just being me and Caleb. And we're kind of left alone to deal with all of this. And it just kind of becomes this, like, cyclical thing where the door's slamming, we're hearing shit. If we have people over at all, they get scratched. It was just so constantly hostile. We were both kind of in these deep depressions, like, this inescapable, this is home.

This is where you live. You can't just walk away from it. eventually Caleb gets, you know, tired enough of it and we start fighting and get into a bad enough TIF that he moves out. And then I'm kind of just there alone again. At this point in my life, I was, I was really unwell. I was suicidal. I was just so oppressed by all of this energy and I was drinking a lot. I had been bartending and I was drinking. I was drinking. I was drinking. from the time that I woke up in the morning to the time that I went to bed every night. And it was largely due to coping with what was going on at home.

And I really, I tried to stay out as much as possible. I was always at the bar. I even had two jobs. I just tried to be gone all the time. And I was so deeply unhappy. And I was fighting with everyone that I loved. and I couldn't see a light at the end of the tunnel until I decided to move states and to make a really big change and just get out of the bayou completely. Around the time that I left, my dad, his marriage wasn't going so good, so he decided to move back into the house once I vacated.

and he had some pretty weird experiences there, but I think that they were so tame in comparison. Like, I think he would maybe hear some voices sometimes, but apparently the ghost was really chill with him. So I just wonder if it was like my very pissed off grandfather or what. I don't know what it could possibly have been, but I just remember around the time I was leaving, I finally felt like there was a light at the end of the tunnel that there was something I could look forward to.

And that was getting out. That was getting out of the town and all these bridges I had burned and all of the haunting nonsense that was this house. I could finally be free from it. It was bittersweet at the same time because I really loved that house. I loved the sunroom. and I loved the kitchen, I loved my bedroom. I loved everything about the house except for everything that was happening there. It was just very bittersweet to have to leave, to finally close the chapter and be done.

But I was so excited for a fresh new start and a new life and to be able to move on finally. and find a whole new type of safety in living in an entirely different state. My final memory in that house was taking stock and everything around me, like taking a look at the kitchen and seeing the knife marks and the wallpaper and finally being able to say goodbye and looking at the sunroom and just knowing how much I'm going to miss listening to records in there. and just knowing that so many better things are ahead of me, but that I'm going to just miss this place so much,

even still, no matter how dark it got. And watching the house as I'm driving off, I remember that just looking at it longingly while I'm driving away from it for the last time. And even though, you know, my dad, He continued to stay in that house for a little while, but then came and joined me in Nashville. I never went back to visit that house until he sold it. I just, I never went back.

I didn't want to go revisit any of the spirits that were there and just come out sticky. I just, I felt so sticky from the spiritual energy of that house. and it took me a while to kind of feel like I finally rubbed that off. As long as we're in the closure phase, like whatever happened to that ex you were afraid of the whole time. Like, did you ever hear from him? Crazy story with that. So Colin wound up attempting to murder several more girls,

but not before he moved to an area of Colorado I was thinking about moving to. had things not gone down with him the way that they did, I would be living in Boulder instead of Kansas City right now, you know. I would have moved there instead of Nashville. He moved to one of the areas that I was looking at. I think that he thought I moved there instead of my grandfather's house. And he, I think it was three more girls he tried to kill. and I'm pretty sure went to jail for the last one.

But to my understanding, he's out and I haven't heard from him since, and I just kind of hear about him from people sometimes. Last I checked, he was out of jail. He was living in the same Louisiana area again. And he tried to kill this one girl in town. but her brother and his friends were kind of in a gang. So they were trying to find him last I heard. In that sense, like, has the paranormal side of your life calmed down since then?

It has greatly calmed down. I would definitely say it is never going to be fully calm for me. I don't know that that area of my life will ever have any closure, really. but it has exponentially calmed down since leaving my grandpa's house. There's just, there's nothing that I could possibly compare to how life was in that house. You know, I thought I was open-minded before, but living in that house and going through everything that we went through just really solidified for me. that I don't know shit about shit.

And I think that there's so much out there that is just truly unexplainable. And I think that I could have possibly been more close-minded in my life had I not experienced everything that I did in that house and just really truly saw the unexplainable in action with my own eyes. I think it definitely changed me for the better. I think it made me just a way more open-minded person. Thank you so much to Corinne for talking to me and sharing this extremely intense story. I am very happy to report that things are going much better for her these days.

What's wild about this one to me is that Corinne's ability to deal with the incredibly extreme things happening to her and around her almost made me forget how shocking it all is. I mean, at one point a knife is thrown across a room by an unseen force. That is something that happens in horror movies, but is not something that I encounter in our submissions very often. Corinne is already going through a lot before even arriving at this cabin. I mean, this story begins with Corinne beating her abusive boyfriend's ass and then staring him down when he puts a glock to her chest and threatens to kill her. It's very obvious this person is a badass,

and it's interesting hearing descriptions of these events coming from her perspective, somebody that is clearly not intimidated very easily. A common theme on the show is that hauntings in a home seem to feed off the chaos occurring in the personal lives of the people in it. And I think that could definitely be a factor in this story, or perhaps this is all connected to something related to the cabinet itself or the land beneath it.

Thank you so much to Corinne for telling her story. This episode has been called Beneath the Bayou, and you've been listening to Otherworld. Otherworld is executive produced and hosted by myself, Jack Wagner. Our producers are Theo Schaefer, Theo Krantz, Haley Pearson, and Nikki Kate Delgado. Our theme song is by Cobra Man. The soundtrack of this episode is by Wiccafe's Springs Eternal,

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