Otherworld - Episode 51: The Pit pt 2

Episode Date: October 5, 2023

In part 2 of The Pit, Allison’s story continues. After making a shocking discovery in their backyard, the paranormal activity in the home seems to ramp up and the family turmoil reaches its peak. Subscribe to Otherworld on Patreon for exclusive content and bonus interviews Check out our Merch Follow us on: Instagram, TikTok, Twitter If you have experienced something paranormal or unexplained, email us your full story at [e-mail] To learn more about listener data and our privacy practices visit: https://www.audacyinc.com/privacy-policy Learn more about your ad choices. Visit https://podcastchoices.com/adchoices

Welcome to Otherworld. I'm your host Jack Wagner. This is the second part of a two-part episode. If you haven't heard the first part, go back and listen to that. It's episode 50. In part one, we met Allison. She's a girl who grew up in a really rough household. Not just with her family life, but also the house itself. Her dad bought this place before she was born and planned to fix it up.

But he fell off a ladder and broke his neck, and it left. left him basically immobile. As a result, it essentially looks like she lived in an abandoned house. It's in really, really rough shape. She describes it in the interviews, but having seen the videos, it doesn't even do it justice. I will post some of these, but it's rough. It's not in a good state. A very good example of the state of this house is that there's a pit in her bedroom that

leads down to a hand-dug tunnel in the ground. Used to be a furnace or something like that down there, but there's this trapdoor in her childhood bedroom that leads to a dark pit. And at the end of the last episode, her brother, of course, tricked her into going down there and then locked her in it. You know, I started Otherworld as an outsider,

a person who really didn't know anything about the paranormal and was hardly interested in it. And I think a lot of people, including myself, before assume that the people who tell these stories who have paranormal experiences are fabricating them or exaggerating them in order to make their lives seem more interesting or to scare people with a ghost story.

And while there are certainly lots of those out there, what I've found is that the people who experience the strangest stuff are more like Allison, a person whose real life is something so abnormal and difficult and horrifying, and a person who would probably give anything to trade her life for a boring, typical one. If she ever wanted to terrify a group of people around a campfire, she could just tell them about an average day of her childhood, not even bring up anything paranormal. In fact, there are many non-paranormal details that Allison told me about

her childhood that I had to cut out of this episode because they were too upsetting. And I'm not just saying that to be scary. There were some things that were just too much. I guess it's a good time to say that this episode contains descriptions of domestic violence, animal abuse, and some other difficult things. This is sort of throughout the entire episode, but there are some parts that are particularly bad, and I tried to group those together into one section so that people could skip over it if they want.

And I'll give a warning before that particularly bad. section comes up, but I want to give a warning about this entire episode. There's difficult things throughout it. This is one of those stories where I think there are so many aspects paranormal and non-paranormal that are connected to each other and impacting each other. There's so much going on in it. It's almost one of those where you have to really zoom out and look at it from afar to see how everything fits together. I'm not exactly sure what happened. to Allison's dad that day he fell off the ladder, but I can't help but think that a lot of this stuff started

and is connected to that moment. I feel like that was a launching off point for all of this strange paranormal stuff that ended up happening to Allison and her family. I'm actually going to be speaking to Allison's brother and mom on Patreon this week because I have a million more questions, but I'm going to let Allison take it from here. This is a really, really weird story, and I'm so grateful that she felt comfortable enough to come and talk to me about it.

This is episode 51, The Pit, Part 2, and you're listening to Otherworld. Hello? Is this Bobby? Yes, it is. At its core, the science, you can't argue. It's not only about all the science. Up in the sky. It's almost frustrating that it's happening.

I'm going to die. His limbs were just like wrong. Everybody moves back into the light, even if it takes them a minute. After a couple of years, my dad, again, he's still slowly deteriorating, but I think from sheer stubbornness alone, he is determined to keep building. And so while we didn't end up building another section to the house, he was like, I want to shed for all this bullshit I won't get rid of. Because again, he was like, he's not the worst hoarder I've ever seen, but he's not not a hoarder. And it's sad because a lot of it is stacks of things that he, like projects he wants to get to, that he will never be able to get to because of how sick he is now.

Like the backyard, it looks like a junkyard because there are like eight antique British cars that he was going to fix up that have just been sitting there for 20 years now, completely untouched. And it's all overgrown and all these engine parts. and flat tires, you know, and broken pieces of plastic and tattered tarps and piles of wood that he was going to use for construction that are now like warped and molded after years in the rain and snow. And it really does just make me sad to think about it because you can see how ambitious he was and how much he lost with his accident. Anyway, so while we were digging in the backyard, this is also.

the only time I ever heard my dad say that he was affected by something. He was in one of those mini, I think they're called like cats, like their little backos that, I don't know if you're familiar with them, they're pretty small. He was driving one of those around digging up the ground. And then as he describes it, he hit this pocket of dirt and was just overtaken with this immense feeling of grief and sadness that fled as soon as it hit him. Enough that he stopped what he was doing and, like, turned and looked in the hole. And he had just dug up the remains of a toddler. It was a little girl, you could tell.

I still remember what the clothes looked like, but it was baby clothes and ashes in the hole. Like, the ashes, you could tell it wasn't dirt because, I mean, they had that. texture of ash, like the cremated, you know, little bits of bone. And with her, I think it was probably her favorite outfit or something. But someone apparently lost their little girl, had her cremated and probably buried her and her favorite part of the yard before my dad moved in in the 80s. And I remember we kind of all gathered around this hole. And I remember, I remember it was like little blue leggings that had light blue flowers on them and a little white peasant top, I think, that had like little flowers embroidered around the edges.

I have a very vivid image of what the clothes looked like and what the ashes looked like on top of them. And my dad, like, again, the feeling of grief left as quickly as it came on. So he very quickly kind of was like, I don't really care. But my brother and I were really, really uncomfortable. And my brother especially remembers that he felt like something attached to him after we all went and looked in this pit. And it was obvious to something had been released. And we had just, like, disturbed the restings.

Like, I can't say this enough times to really even, like, process. it. Like, it's just so unfathomable to me now. But, so me and my brother, again, we're kids. We take these clothes and these ashes. And we take them across the yard to somewhere where my dad won't need to dig. And we rebary them. And my brother put, like, one of those, like, sharp, pointy stakes that, you know, you use for whatever when you're doing construction. And he just stuck one in there as kind of like a new grave. And after that, the really dark, heavy feeling of attachment went away for both of us. But, yeah, that, in a way, it was honestly almost, it was really awful, but it was almost

like a relief in the sense of like, I'm not just making things up. There is actual physical proof that something really fucked up happened here. and it was really, I almost get like emotional thinking about it. It was just such a turning point. And this is the physical evidence that I needed to know that I'm not wrong about how cursed this property is. The worst, the turmoil was the worst the paranormal activity got, it seemed. And I basically at the peak of that turmoil is when the really, really big thing started to happen.

My brother was never home, so it was just me and my dad downstairs. I was folding everybody's laundry, and he was sitting on the computer. And it was nighttime. I pick up my brother's big stack of clothes. I walk up the stairs into his room, which was our old room, like what was supposed to be the office. And remember, there are no overhead lights. And so if I wanted to turn on the room, I needed to like kind of walk across the room to turn on the lamp. and because it was like, I remember it was like 9.30 p.m. so it was dark outside and I, oh,

getting chills. I open the door to his bedroom and I have a stack of clothes in my right hand and I'm reaching out with my left to turn on the lamp and to the right side of my face I hear like that fast, that heavy panting, breathing. Like if you just like put your hand up like it was like I want to say about like a foot from or less from my ear, I can picture somebody like putting their face like up to my ear. And it was, I want to say maybe about like six inches. Like it was right where my shoulder was. And I couldn't feel the breath. I could just hear it. And the best way I can describe what it sounded like was like somebody trying to breathe through an asthma attack. Like that like strained wheezing, except it was a lot faster.

Like, it was, like, more, like, hyperventilating sounding. And I literally turned my hand. I chuck the clothes in the direction of the breathing, and I just sprint down the stairs. I only let it, it only got, like, a couple breaths in before I was already in, like, Russia. Like, there was, like, an Allison-shaped hole in the door, basically. I was, like, out of there so fast. It was so scary. And my dad kind of looks over me like, what the fuck are you doing? And I, again, like, I couldn't let him know what it just happened. So I was like, like, really casually. Like, is Kyle home? And he was like, no. And I was like, cool. Cool, cool. No, that's great. Cool. Yeah, I was just wondering. And then I was just like, oh, like, it was so loud and so obvious what it was.

Oh, yeah, I couldn't see anything. But when my brother got home that night, I pulled him aside and was like, dude, listen. this is what I heard in your room and he was like, damn it. And he had an experience that night in his bedroom because of that. I told him about the breathing and he went to bed. The next morning, I was like, Kyle, did anything happen? He was like, actually, yes. He saw a boy with like a 70-style haircut, like a bowl cut, standing by his bed holding what looked like a ticket. And this boy either said to him or like impressed on him that my brother needed to go out into the backyard. And we're not like super dumb. And so he didn't, but he still got up and walked down the hall to the bathroom floor on the second floor and just kind of like looked out the window into

the backyard. And he didn't see anything. It was pitch black. But he was like, I will, I will not be participating in this event today. And so he just went back to bed instead and told me about it the next morning. He did name the mean spirit in the house once, actually, when we were younger, he named it Henry. And I don't even know if he remembers that, but I remember very vividly him saying that that he thought that's what its name was. Not necessarily the boy, but the really mean, scary one. That's what he thought its name was. Anyway, he also has a couple stories, but mostly just walking past, you know, our dad's bed as my dad was sleeping, and he just saw this big black mass, like looming over him, not over my brother, but over my dad while he was asleep.

So that's why we really think it's attached to him. Okay. This next section is particularly difficult to listen to. If you want to skip ahead, that's totally fine. It involves descriptions of animals being hurt and neglected, amongst other very difficult things. things in Allison's childhood. So if you want to skip ahead, I would skip three minutes and 10 seconds forward and you'll be totally fine. My dad, he's somebody who, you know, needs to be needed. He can't feel worthless in this injury, I think, disabled him immensely more than just what we

can physically see. Like, it took away all of what he felt like he was worth. And he couldn't do what he felt like he was on this earth to do, which is to be a fixer. I used to call him the fixer. man because that's what he was he would just fix things but he got to the point where he couldn't really do that and so he started fostering animals pregnant animals that gave birth to puppies and kittens and he would just let them run around and shit everywhere and piss everywhere and like we would just say he just like wouldn't clean it up and so the house was like really stinky and stained and, oh, this still makes me gag. He let a dog give birth to 14 puppies on his couch.

With, like, without a towel, like, I'm, like, isn't that so gross? Like, that's how distant he was from any kind of sanitation. And he just kind of, like, you know, washed off the best he could. But on the couch where we would just, like, sit and watch. Anyway, it's just so disgusting. Yeah, there'd be cats on the counter, just tracking stuff, and, you know, raccoons would come in through the dog door. It was really, really, really gross, and just dark. And again, the worse it got, the more the energy picked up there. Also, the more traumatized I got, I feel like the worst it got. I've heard from multiple sources that teenage girls are

prime targets for attachments because there's so much emotion and they're so vulnerable and so insecure and they're just easy to prey on I guess um you know but at this time you know animals that he fostered also died in really traumatizing ways I don't know how much you want me to go into that but I once woke up in my bed with like three dead kittens on me because he insisted on that mother cat sleeping in my bed with her kittens. And they were all really sick and they just like died. And I was like, I don't know what to do with these. And I actually woke him up, which was a big no-no.

I actually woke him up and was like holding them. And I think he did feel bad for that, but then he just put them on a shelf and forgot that they were there. I had to just remind him like, can you please bury those? Like, I don't want to come in from school and see a dead kitten on the bookshelf because I am a big animal person. I would rather be a paramedic and see people die than animals die.

That's really fucked up, but I can't handle anything when it comes to animals. Like it really, really, really, really affects me. At this point, I had gotten to an age where my brother and I, we couldn't share a room. But there wasn't, we were living in half of a home. So there wasn't a place for me to sleep. So we converted a walk-in closet. one of the two walk-in closets into a little bedroom for me. I don't know the exact square foot, like feet of it,

but it had to have been less than five feet by like six feet maybe. And so there wasn't room for an actual twin-sized bed in there. And so it basically looks like where my feet would go. It's basically a cubby that extends kind of over where the stairs are. But with that, I was able to make myself this little nook that I painted purple and then I painted the rest of the room blue so it resembled a sunset. And it actually ended up being my little sanctuary in this home. At this point, I think I was like 12 or 13 when we made this room. It was the only room in the house that was finished. And by that I mean, it actually had carpet. There was a little painting of

two kids walking down a path. There are flowers on both sides of them. You know, they're wearing in little overalls barefoot, and there's a little basket of puppies, and they're walking to the basket of puppies. And I would just, I have such a vivid memory of that picture because I would just stare at it of like these two happy kids in this fieldful flowers walking to a basket of puppies.

I also, I didn't realize at the time, but I wanted to make my room safer. So I printed out about like a hundred different photos of fairies and angels. And I like plastered them to the wall with all these glow and the dark stars. And I didn't know at the time, but it was basically like a Christian putting up crosses to protect themselves. I think that's what I was trying to do. So I made this room like a little like a safe haven. And it was so protected there.

And it was just me. It had art. And there wasn't art or decorations anywhere in the house. It had carpet. It had paint. I loved it. For anyone listening, I feel like it's worth pointing out, like, this house that you lived in, like, if somebody were to call child and family services and they showed up, like, they would take you guys away just based on the condition of the house alone.

It's funny because that actually did kind of happen, except they didn't. I remember I was in class and we were doing it. It was like one of our health classes. And I think I was in seventh grade. Literally, you could not pay me a million dollars to go back to seventh grade. And this is part of the reasons why, because they were talking about basically like puberty and what it is to be a teenager. And I think something came up about child abuse. And just like matter of factly, I just like raised my hand.

And I was like, oh yeah, sometimes my dad does that. Or, you know, it kind of described. couple, kind of some of the scenarios I described to you about he would get really angry and like Hulk smash and, you know, if we were in the way, we were in the way. And so I kind of just described really casually just that kind of thing. And of course, my teacher was like, I did not expect this from someone in my class today, but they had to go and tell the principal. And so yeah, child protective services did get involved in that. And they did go over. And, the house looked very much like the condition that you see it in the videos. And they still, he was still, he's very charming. Like, he's actually, I don't want to compare him to Ted Bundy. He's obviously not a serial killer, I don't think, but he has that kind of charm. And I don't know how, but he was able to like just talk with them and they believed him that he would never do something like that. And even though they saw his house, they still left and called me back. And

into the office, I think, of the next day. Some of the teachers were in there, the principal's in there, and child retire, like, CPS was in there. And they all were looking at me. Like, they were so disappointed. And I will, I will never forget that. It was, and I was like, they don't believe me. Like, they, there's no way, they, they were like, we went over and I started, like, panicking. And I was basically like, no, no, like, please, like, everything's fine. Like, please don't go over there again. Like, please don't. I, like, basically, like, just doing everything I could to get the case dropped so that I wouldn't get in more trouble. And I feel like they should have seen through that and notice that that was a kid who was scared of the repercussions, but they

didn't. And the case was basically dropped and I'm pretty sure they just believe that I just like made it up for, you know, attention. And my dad still holds that against me. He doesn't talk to us anymore, but he's pretty certain that I'm like out to get him and ruin his life. Anyway, but yeah, like, When I say it was isolating to live there, like, I mean that. Like, it was, like, friends wouldn't come over. And even the adults that I thought would, like, were supposed to protect me, wouldn't. All right. We have to take a quick break.

We'll be right back with the rest of the episode. So, this last story, I still really, it really gets to me. I, um, so I was about, I think it was probably like a month or two after this, uh, breathing encounter. which was the first time, the breathing encounter was the first time I'd ever heard anything while I was awake. Like I was talked to, you know, again, the ICU thing when I was asleep, but this was the first time I heard anything when I was awake, wide awake. And then that did happen again a couple months later. And I was downstairs. Again, I was always kind of scared to go to sleep.

And so I would always stay up kind of until I was really, really, really tired and knew I could fall asleep fast. So I wasn't just laying in bed, looking around and seeing things. So I remember I was downstairs. This is when Guitar Hero was at its peak. And I think my dad had gotten my brother a PlayStation. I want to say it was a PS3 for his birthday. And so I was downstairs trying to beat every guitar hero level on Easy. And it had just...

And I was so, like, involved in this game. Like, nothing else existed. And I was feeling totally fine. And then out of nowhere, I got this really uneasy feeling. And I remember it was like enough to pull me out of the game. Like I was in the middle of doing a song and I like kind of stopped playing it. And like failed that level because I was so all of a sudden. So like, I don't know, something feels weird.

And I was looking around. There was just one or two lamps on in the living room. And I look up and I look at the stairwell because from where I was sitting, could see where the stairs go up into the ceiling. And I remember seeing these black shadows just running really quickly, like up and down the stairs. But I couldn't hear them. And I, at the time, I was like, I'm sure it's just because I was looking at moving things on the TV and now I'm looking and I'm seeing them moving. Like, it has to just be a trick of the eyes. But I still remember feeling that this, this is an easy feeling was building. And I remember telling myself, like,

you're fine. They feed off of fear. You know that by now. Just chill and you'll be okay. And so I slowly get up. I turn off the TV and I turn on the lamp by the stairs and then go back and turn off the other lamps in the room. And I get to the bottom of the stairs. And because there's no overhead lights, like I couldn't just flip on the switch for upstairs. Like it was, you had to turn off the light downstairs. go up the dark stairs, down the dark hallway, and into the bathroom. That's like the first place that you could turn on the light was in whatever room you went into. And so I get to the bottom of these stairs, and I could just feel this uneasiness growing. And I start to get goosebumps, like, on the back of my neck. And it almost just felt like you were lining up for a race, almost. everything was just at the get set part of markets that go basically and I turn off like downstairs this is before I had a phone with a flashlight or anything and so I start slowly and calmly

walking up the stairs and then all of a sudden I hear behind me just like this loud like of this thing like coming up behind me and I just I lose it I lose my mind I start taking these stairs like three at a time I am like propelling myself up the stairs with the handrails as fast as I can and I turn and I start sprinting down the hall

and I just hear this thing behind me the whole time and I have chills and I run into the bathroom I turn on the light and I slam the door lock it and before I could even

even feel relief that the light was on. Outside of the second story bathroom window, I hear just as loudly as I'm talking now. This high-pitched, shrill, like, maniacal clown laughter, it was so clear. It wasn't that I just heard it from all around me. It was coming. I could hear that it was coming through the window. So, like, there's no doubt in my mind. Even to this day, like, 13 years later, there's no doubt in my mind of what I heard. You know, after thinking about this a few years later, I realized that that bathroom window is the same window where my dad fell and broke his neck.

He was climbing up a ladder right by where that window was, and that's where he slipped and fell. I just thought that that's interesting, that that that's where it all ended for him was kind of right in that spot. For probably the next 45 minutes, I am just sobbing. Like sitting, in the shower, not with like the water running, but just like I have like the door closed and I'm just like

sitting in the shower in my clothes just like sobbing and just trying to figure out like what I'm going to do next because I mean now that you've, you know, heard the history of what my dad was like, I knew that he couldn't find me there in the morning. Like if he found me sleeping in the bathroom when he woke up, he would be like, what are you doing? And I couldn't give him an answer. that wouldn't make him angry. And so I felt safer going out and facing whatever that was than having him find me out of place. And so I start talking myself down.

At this point, you know, in my career of paranormal, I, like, was talking to my mom a lot, and she had given me these different ways of this is how you can protect herself. And so I was doing all that. I was trying to make myself, like, like ready and again like don't be scared don't give into it even though you just heard it chasing you and physically laughing don't give it that and so I open the door the lights are still on in the bathroom and I'm just like looking down the dark hall and my bedroom is probably about like if I'm running like

eight steps away and so I turn off the light and again in the darkness I start trying to slowly and calmly walk to my room and then I just hear like that again I just lose it I just so scared and I run into my room and I

slam my door not like slam I didn't want to wake my dad up but I like shut it quickly and then across the room was this full body mirror that was just leaning on the wall

and it just shatters like somebody kicked a hole through the middle of it Like it just, it glass goes everywhere. And it didn't fall over. It wasn't the vibration of the door shutting that caused it to shift. It just broke. And I was petrified.

You know, it was in my room now. This was my safe spot. Like this, I had like 50 ferries in there that were supposed to be protecting me. And now it just broke my mirror. It laughed at me and it chased me. and I don't know what I'm going to do. It's in my sanctuary. And like, while I'm telling this, I just feel like this heaviness on my chest.

Like it really, ugh. When I got into bed that night, I was, again, just like inconsolable, just sobbing. And I could, again, feel kind of a similar tightness or heaviness, like almost sitting on me. And all of a sudden, after like an hour, that feeling just lifted. and I was able to fall asleep, but I don't even think I had any dreams that night. And then I woke up in the morning, literally sat up, and it was like, I am never spending another night here ever again. And I moved out that day into my mom's house permanently after that. I didn't do that earlier because he was so mad and he was very upset.

but I would rather face that now than face this. My dad in the house, I think they fed off each other. I think it was just a toxic cycle. That's kind of why I said, you know, his mom, my grandma said that he was born angry. I only ever knew him after his accident. And so I always associated the accident with his behavior. But he was always dark. And the accident made it worse.

And so I think they attached to him. And the more scared I got, I think the more power it got and the angrier he got and the more sick he got, the more it fed off of that. Like, I think it was just truly the perfect breeding ground. Because when I would go to my mom's house, it wouldn't follow me. Like, it's still confined to the house. Every now and then I still drive by just to see if he's literally just still alive. And I almost can feel it watching me as I go past. but it's weird because it's almost a sense of like equality now.

Like I'm not a victim to that house anymore. You could still not pay me to sleep there. I will never sleep another night in that house, but it doesn't have that power over me now that I don't live there. So after I moved out, I was obviously really in a really, really dark spot because this was again right around when the CPS thing was happening. This was around when he was,

so angry at me for leaving and then of course the ghost stuff happening like I was so just I was so depressed and in such a bad spot mentally but it was it was healing to live with my mom full time now like it was very like I was starting to feel better and I was starting to feel safer and I was starting to sleep more and then one time one night she was just like hey so this shaman this peruvian shaman is coming into town and I want to go do you and your brother want to go? And my brother was super down. And I was really reluctant. Probably, I honestly, probably just because I was 13, I was like, this is stupid. I don't want to go. I hate this. But I still went. And I remember I just had this super bad attitude the whole time.

It was like a three-day workshop. And so we would come back. We'd go there for a few hours every day. And then on the last day, throughout the classes or the courses, like he would be telling them about his gift or his, what, he is as a shaman, like what that does and his journey to get there and the spirituality of it. And he would do cleansings on people that wanted it and asked for it. And I think this is how my mom remembers it. Um, is apparently on the last day, I kind of implied that I might want a cleansing. But she said that he basically is like, he didn't have time. Like, uh, like maybe we might have one of his assistants do something, but basically like whatever. I don't remember that.

I don't remember asking about that, but that's what my mom does remember. And so what I remember next is, again, it's probably a room full of like 70 people, all in one big circle around him is he's giving a talk. And I remember he's standing. The left side of him is facing me. And he, I'm telling he's in mid-sentence. He's doing gestures with his hands and he just stops. And he closes his eyes. and his hands, it's like he forgot that they were there.

His hands were still up by his face. Everybody starts to kind of look around at each other, like, what's going on? He hasn't done this before. And even his wife and his assistants were looking at him, like, this is really weird behavior. Like, this is not part of what he was planning to do today. And then he suddenly calls me up by name. He's like, Allison, and I was like, oh, my God, like, this is my upside down. Like my nightmare is being called out in front of all these people.

But he calls me out by name and is like, my teacher, who has been dead for several years, just came to me interrupting his lesson, saying that I need help. And he said that he has never come to him like that. He's never interrupted a lesson. But he said it was urgent, basically. I can't leave without it. And so he has me come up. And at this point, it's not him teaching this class anymore.

It's just him and me. Like, he's doing all this stuff, but he's not describing what he's doing. I remember he rubbed this rod up and down, like this metal rod, like up my front and down my back. And he put this, like, perfume water in his mouth and he would, like, kind of spray it up and down your body. And he was so in the zone. Like, there was nobody in that room, but me, him and his teacher is what it felt like. And then after that, he looks at me and he was like, you need to go outside. And he told me to go hug a tree to put that energy into the earth, basically.

And I was like, you could not tell me to do anything more humiliating than go and hug a tree on a college campus. But that's like what he told me to do. And so as I was going outside and doing that, making sure nobody was seeing me do that, like all I could think of about was how embarrassed I was, not about what he had just done. But my mom said that after I left, they kind of like were like, okay, class adjourned. And he runs to the restroom, like, holding his mouth. Like, he's about to vomit. And his wife kind of steps in front of the door to the bathroom. My mom was like, is he okay? And she was just like, yeah, like, don't worry about it. And I can't remember she could hear him vomiting, but that's what.

what he had done is he, I don't know if he was just like expelling what he had taken from me, but he threw it up later. I didn't appreciate that experience to the full extent at that age, but once I got to be kind of in my 20s, I more really realized like probably what he had done for me in that moment, coming in and taking that from me and then sending it away. I saw him a couple more times after that, and he said he had a dream that he gave me a letter.

And in that letter, he basically said that I would be a healer. And then for the next several years, like, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life. But, I mean, now I'm going to paramedic school, and that feels really right. So I don't know. It's like he, I'm not saying that he was, like, predicting that because, but, I mean, it is interesting that he told me when I was 13 or 14, like, you're going to be a healer one day. and that's just kind of actually how my path did end up turning. I just feel like my history, especially growing up with my dad and seeing his medical journey because it was really bad.

Like, I have a very unique understanding of how to deal with people with disabilities or people that are in constant pain or kids who are in abusive homes. It's something, I just wanted to do it. It just feels right, and I'm very excited, and I do feel like it's actually the right path. Okay, that brings us to the end of this episode. Thank you so much to Allison for telling us this extremely difficult story. There was so much going on there. I probably could have made four more episodes just about Allison's life,

and maybe I will one day. But in the meantime, we have so many more episodes coming this month leading up to Halloween, and I'm very excited. I hope you guys are too. Thank you so much to Allison for telling us that I was very happy to learn that she is doing so much better now and in a much better place. And like she said, currently in school working on becoming a paramedic, which I think is the perfect job for her. I know that story was difficult, but like I said in the beginning,

I think some of these strangest and most intense paranormal stories end up coinciding with very difficult times in people's lives. And it just so happens in the case of Allison. she was born into one of those situations. And I'm just so grateful that she ended up finding her way out. So thank you, Allison. I'm going to do a bonus episode this week where I talked to her mom and brother on Patreon. If you want to hear that, go to patreon.com slash Otherworld.

This has been episode 51. The title is The Pit, Part 2, and you've been listening to Otherworld. Otherworld is executive-produced and hosted by myself, Jack Wagner. Our theme song is by Coberman. The soundtrack of this episode is by Juice Jackal. The song you're hearing right now is Honey I'm Afraid by Bloom. This episode was edited by Jonathan Shufflet and engineered by Theo Schaefer.

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