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Ain't no town ever meant to be remembered for something like this.

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But Velisca, Iowa?

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It ain't just remembered.

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It's haunted.

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By whispers, by shadows, by the kind of darkness that seeps into a place and never lets go.

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Folks around here don't like to talk about that night back in 1912, when eight souls

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got cut down in their sleep, their heads bashed in so bad the coroner wouldn't let their

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own kinfolk see them.

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But the house remembers.

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Oh, it sure does.

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And if you listen close, when the wind howls through them old walls, you might hear the

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echoes of what happened that June night, and maybe, just maybe, the ones who still linger.

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Welcome to Kentucky Melody's America's Scariest Stories, where we bring you ghostly legends,

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spooky haunts, and bone-chilling tales from all over this great land.

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These stories will have you looking over your shoulder all night.

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So pull up a chair, dim them lights, and let's dive into the eerie and unexplained.

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Beliska, Iowa, nestled amidst the rolling plains, was once the epitome of small-town

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serenity, a place where folks knew each other's names, where a man's word was his bond, and

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where the worst crime in recent memory might have been a cow wandering off from its pasture.

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The air smelled of fresh-cut hay in the summer, of wood smoke in the winter, and at night

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the only sound was the distant whistle of the train, rolling through the countryside like

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a lullaby for the town.

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Children played freely in the dusty streets, their laughter ringing through the air as they

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chased each other past storefronts, past the old post office, past the rows of tidy, whitewashed

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houses where mothers swept porches and fathers mended fences.

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It was the kind of place where doors weren't locked at night, because there weren't no

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reason to.

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The town's name, Beliska, is believed to come from a Native American word meaning pleasant

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view.

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Some say it was named for the way the sun dipped low over the cornfields, setting the

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sky on fire with reds and golds, a sight so peaceful it could make a man forget his troubles.

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A place where the land stretched wide under an endless sky, where neighbors looked out

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for each other, where the biggest excitement was the county fair or a new shipment coming

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in on the railroad.

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But after the night of June 9th, 1912, that name, Beliska, became something else.

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It weren't no longer a place of peace, but a place of whispers.

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The train still passed through, but now, it carried stories of death, of horror, of a

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crime so savage folks could hardly speak of it.

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Strangers started coming, not to settle, but to stare, their eyes full of something between

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fear and morbid curiosity.

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Doors that had never known a lock were bolted shut at night, the streets, once filled with

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play, grew silent after dark.

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The land still stretched wide, the sky still endless, but now there was a shadow over Beliska,

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one that time couldn't shake, one that settled heavy in the bones of the town like a sickness.

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The name Beliska had been carved into the annals of American horror, and no matter how

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many years passed, that darkness never did fade.

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At the heart of Beliska stood a modest white frame house at 508 East Second Street, home

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to Josiah Jo Moore, his wife Sarah, and their four children, Herman, Catherine, Boyd, and

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Paul.

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The Moors were well regarded in the community.

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Josiah was a successful businessman, and Sarah was active in their church.

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Their home, filled with love and laughter, became the unsuspecting stage for an unfathomable

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tragedy.

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June 9, 1912 was a Sunday, a day of rest, of church bells ringing through the streets,

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of neighbors exchanging warm smiles under the Iowa sun.

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In Beliska, it was also Children's Day, a special service at the Presbyterian Church,

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where youngins recited Bible verses and sang hymns, their voices rising up toward heaven

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like a prayer for the town's bright future.

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Sarah Moore, ever active in the church, had spent weeks helping organize the event, and

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that night she and her husband Josiah sat proudly in the pews, watching their four children,

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Herman, Catherine, Boyd, and little Paul, being with excitement as they took part in

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the service.

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Among the congregation were two sisters, Lena and Anna Stillinger, friends of the Moor children.

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They'd come to town to visit, and at the last minute got invited to spend the night at the

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Moor House, rather than making the trip back home in the dark.

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It seemed like a simple, innocent decision, one that shouldn't have meant a thing.

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But instead, it sealed their fate.

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When the service ended, the families exchanged good-nots.

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The Moors and the Stillinger girls headed off down the dimly-lit streets toward home.

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The gas lamps flickered as they passed, a summer breeze rustling the leaves, carrying

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the scent of fresh-cut grass.

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It was near 9.45 p.m., when they stepped inside their house at 508 East Second Street, and

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somewhere in the darkness, someone was already waiting for them.

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The Moor home was a simple place, two stories, white wood inside, a warm and welcoming sight

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to any passerby.

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But that night, there was something else inside them walls, something hiding.

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Investigators later reckoned the killer had slipped in while the family was at church,

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settling into a cramped attic space, crouching there in the blackness, breathing quiet as

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a whisper while he waited for the house to sleep.

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The thought of it alone is enough to turn a man cold.

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Man coming home, locking the door, feeling safe, all while something evil is sitting

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just above your head, listening to your every word, gripping an axe with a hand eager to

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use it.

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Sometime after midnight, when the last candle had been blown out and the house had settled

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into deep silence, the killer made his move.

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He slipped out of the attic, taking Josiah's own axe from where it rested outside, and climbed

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the stairs to the master bedroom.

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He started with Josiah.

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The first blow crashed down with such force it caved in his skull.

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The second was worse than another, and another.

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Blood splattered the walls, soaked into the mattress.

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His wife Sarah barely had time to wake before the same fate met her.

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Then came the children.

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One by one, the monster moved through the house, entering each room, lifting the axe

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high above his head, bringing it down with brutal, merciless force.

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He didn't just kill them, he obliterated them.

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Some of their skulls were so damaged, their faces weren't even recognizable.

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By the time he reached the guest room, where Lena and Ina still in der lae, the axe dripped

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with the blood of the innocent.

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The youngest, Ina, never knew what hit her.

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A quick, brutal end.

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But Lena?

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Lena woke up.

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Her body was found sideways on the bed, her arms raised defensively, as if she'd fought

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back.

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There was blood on her hands, a deep cut on her arm.

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The coroner believed she'd been awake for at least a moment, long enough to see what

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was happening, to know she was about to die.

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Some reports suggested her nightgown was pulled up, her body positioned unnaturally.

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Some say she was the only one the killer took his time with.

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When it was all over, the killer weren't satisfied just leaving a house full of bodies.

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He covered the mirrors and the windows, draping them in cloth and blankets, in whatever he

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could find.

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Some believe he did it out of shame, not wanting to see his own reflection staring back at

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him.

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Others say it was something older, something darker, an old belief that the dead souls

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get trapped in mirrors.

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He even covered the bodies, laying sheets over them like some twisted attempt at kindness.

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Then just before leaving, he did something truly bizarre.

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He left to plate a food on the table, an untouched meal, as if he'd sat down and tried to eat

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in the house of the dead.

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Next to it, he left a bowl of bloody water used to wash his hands.

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And the axe?

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He left it in the guest room, still soaked in blood, its handles smeared with the remnants

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of the souls it had stolen.

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By the time the town woke up, the Moore family and the Stillinger girls were gone, and the

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house?

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It would never be the same again.

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The heinous nature of the crime led to numerous theories and suspects, but none were definitively

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proven guilty.

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Among them was Reverend George Kelly, a traveling minister with a history of mental instability

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and sexual deviance.

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He had attended the Children's Day program and left town abruptly the next morning.

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Kelly confessed to the murders, but later recanted, and two trials resulted in acquittal.

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Another suspect was Frank F. Jones, a local businessman and the state senator who had

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a fallen out with Josiah over business matters and rumored personal grievances.

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However, no concrete evidence linked Jones to the crime.

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William Mansfield, suspected of similar axe murders and Henry Lee Moore, no relation,

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who had killed his own family with an axe, were also considered but never charged.

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The lack of forensic technology at the time and the compromised crime scene hindered the

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investigation, leaving the case unsolved.

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In the years following the murders, the Moore house rotted in silence, its walls holding

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onto secrets the dead couldn't speak.

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Folks walked a little faster past it, kept their eyes straight ahead, didn't dare look

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at them upstairs windows after dark.

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The house itself seemed wrong, like it knew something the rest of the town didn't.

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Then the whispers started.

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First, it was just small things.

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Neighbors swore they saw flickers of movement behind the curtains, even when the place was

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empty.

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Others said they'd hear soft, distant laughter floating from the house late at night.

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The kind of laughter only children make, but there weren't no children in there no more.

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And then things got worse.

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Doors slammed shut on their own.

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Footsteps echoed through empty halls.

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The air inside turned thick and heavy, like it didn't want you breathing it in.

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Some folks who stepped inside claimed their skin prickled with a feeling like they were

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being watched.

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Others said they'd feel a cold, unseen hand brush against them when there weren't nobody

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near.

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One of the eeriest claims comes from paranormal investigators who spent the night inside.

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More than once, they've reported hear and small voices whisper in their names in the

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dark.

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Some say they caught the laughter of children on their record and equipment, clear as day.

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But when they played it back, there was something else mixed in.

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A deep, ragged breathing sound, like something lurking just out of sight.

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Objects move on their own.

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A lamp, sitting solid as can be, suddenly topples over with no one near it.

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A ladder, leaning safe against the wall, slams to the ground like something pushed it.

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Some folks even say they've seen shadows moving in the house, darting from room to room, just

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out of reach.

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But the worst part?

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The attic.

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It was in that attic, some believe, where the killer hid before striking.

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And whatever was up there ain't left.

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More than one visitor has reported hear and slow, deliberate footsteps creaking from above.

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But when they go to check, ain't nothing there.

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Some investigators have brave-sittin' in that attic alone, in the dark, asking questions

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into the silence.

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And sometimes the silence answers back.

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Some say it's the spirits of the more children, trapped in the place where they were taken

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too soon.

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Others reckon it's something darker, something older than the house itself.

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Something that fed off the horror that night and never left.

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One thing's for sure, if you stay in that house long enough, you don't leave alone.

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The Velisca Axe Murder House has been featured in countless paranormal investigations, documentaries,

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and TV shows, each one leaving with the same conclusion.

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Something unnatural lingers there.

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Some folks visit looking for proof or a story to tell, but others, others leave with something

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they can't explain.

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And some of them, they don't leave at all.

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Nowadays, the Velisca Axe Murder House stands like a ghost of its former self, a place frozen

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in time, stuck in the horror of that June night over a century ago.

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Books come from all over, hoping to catch a glimpse of something unnatural, something

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that don't belong in this world.

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The house has been restored to look just like it did back in 1912, down to the old furniture,

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the oil lamps, and the uneasy silence that seems to sit heavy in the air.

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By day, it welcomes visitors, letting them walk through them same rooms where eight souls

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were taken in their sleep.

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But by night, that's when the real brave, or the real foolish, come knocking.

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See, the house don't just stand still, it remembers.

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And if you spend the night inside, laying in the dark, listening to the creaks and whispers

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that seem to come from nowhere, you might just feel it remembering you too.

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Some folks leave with stories of voices, shadows, cold touches on their skin, others leave without

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sleep, without answers, and some, they leave in a hurry, refusing to say what they saw.

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For some reason, or maybe because of it, people keep coming back.

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It ain't just curiosity, it's something deeper, darker, something calling folks inside.

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The Velisca axe murders still stand as one of the most chilling, blood-curdling, unsolved

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crimes in America.

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A reminder that evil don't just hide in big cities, or in the stories folks tell around

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the fire, it can slip into the quietest of places, right through the front door, right

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into your own home.

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The unanswered questions still hang in the air, tangled up with the restless spirits

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that might still be waiting for justice, or something else.

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One thing's for sure, Velisca ain't just a name on a map no more.

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It's a wound that never healed, a whisper on the wind, a shadow that won't fade, and

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long after we're gone, that little house on Second Street will still be standing, watching.

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What do you reckon drove the killer to do what they'd done?

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Was it pure madness, or something else?

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Something evil whispering in the dark?

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Do you think the case went cold, because the world back then just didn't have the tools

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to solve it, or was there something more sinister at work, keeping the truth buried, and most

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important of all, do you believe the Moore family and them still and your girls still

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linger inside that house, searching for peace, or something more?

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Leave your comments and tell us what you think.

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button and join Kentucky Melody next time for another story, another shadow, another

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place where the past still speaks.

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But be careful now, some stories don't just stick with you, they follow you home, so y'all

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sleep tight tonight if you can.