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This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! PART TWO

What started as a routine past life regression session led Joni Mayhan into a mystery she never expected.

While visiting a psychologist’s office, Joni noticed a series of scrolls displayed on the wall—each filled with names and fragments of a disturbing story. Curious, she began asking questions, only to uncover a tale that sounded more like a nightmare than history: a secretive cult accused of horrific acts, including imprisoning daughters, sacrificing infants, and disappearing without a trace.

But the deeper Joni looked, the...

He passed away before she was ever born—someone she knew only through photos and stories. But growing up, there were moments that didn’t quite make sense.

It started small. A strange moment in her room that no one could explain. Then things she said as a child—details she shouldn’t have known, descriptions that felt a little too specific to ignore. At the time, it was easy to dismiss.

Until one night, years later, when she woke up and saw someone standing in her room. Not a shadow. Not a shape. Someone she reco...

It wasn’t unusual for her to be out that late. Long shifts, quiet roads, the kind of drive where nothing ever really changes. That night felt the same—until her car started acting up just outside of town.

At first, it was small. A hesitation in the engine, something easy to ignore. Then it cut out completely, leaving her alone on a dark stretch of road with no one around for miles. She called for help, popped the hood, and waited.

That was when he spoke.

He was already there—close enough that s...

They set everything up the way they always did—equipment in place, doors locked, the house empty. Then they left.

What happened next didn’t occur while anyone was inside. It didn’t happen during an investigation or while anyone was asking questions. It happened in the quiet space after, when the house should have been completely still.

The sounds weren’t subtle. Movement, shifting, something clearly happening inside a place that was supposed to be empty. And it wasn’t a one-time occurrence. The more time spent there, the more it became clear that whatever w...

From the moment they moved in, something about the house didn’t feel right. Not in an obvious way—nothing they could point to—but enough that no one ever seemed completely comfortable there.

At first, it was easy to ignore. Small things, strange moments, the kind you can explain away if you try hard enough. But over time, it became harder to dismiss the feeling that something in the house wasn’t just part of the space.

It wasn’t constant. It wasn’t always obvious. But it was always there.

And even after t...

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE!

What started as a routine past life regression session led Joni Mayhan into a mystery she never expected.

While visiting a psychologist’s office, Joni noticed a series of scrolls displayed on the wall—each filled with names and fragments of a disturbing story. Curious, she began asking questions, only to uncover a tale that sounded more like a nightmare than history: a secretive cult accused of horrific acts, including imprisoning daughters, sacrificing infants, and disappearing without a trace.

But the deeper Joni looked, the more comp...

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! PART TWO

For Denys Blazer and Chris Paul, the paranormal didn’t begin as a career—it began as curiosity. For Denys, everything changed when he experienced what he believes was the unmistakable presence of his late grandfather, a moment that challenged everything he thought he knew about reality.

Chris came to the paranormal from a different path. What began as late-night binge sessions of ghost-hunting television slowly turned into something far more serious—real investigations, real equipment, and encounters that can’t easily be explained.

Together...

It started not long after they moved into the house—a place set far back from the road, quiet, surrounded by woods and a small pond.

At first, it was just a voice. Loud, sudden, and always close—close enough to feel like someone was standing right beside him. It would wake him out of a dead sleep, calling out for help, then disappear as quickly as it came. Easy to question. Easy to try to explain away.

But it didn’t stop. Night after night, the same thing happened. And over time, it began to fee...

After a while, the route stopped feeling like something he had to think about. Same road, same hours, long stretches of empty highway where nothing ever really changed.

That was why it stood out when he saw someone walking out there.

At first, it didn’t feel like anything more than a strange situation—a man in a long coat moving along a stretch of road where there was nowhere to come from and nowhere to go. But as he got closer, something didn’t line up.

One second, the man was off to the...

She grew up in a house where things didn’t always feel quite right—small moments that were easy to brush off at the time, especially when nothing ever fully revealed itself.

That changed when her grandmother came to stay during the final days of her life.

There was a moment—brief, but clear—where everything shifted. It wasn’t confusion, and it wasn’t random. The way her grandmother reacted felt deliberate, like she was aware of something no one else could see… and knew exactly what it was.

After that, being alone in the h...

It started as something small—barely noticeable at first.

While FaceTiming late at night, she began to see faint shapes moving around her husband’s hotel room. Subtle, easy to dismiss. He didn’t see anything. The room looked normal on his end. But the next night, there were more of them.

They moved differently. Closer. Lingering near the screen in a way that didn’t feel random. And when the lights went out, they didn’t disappear. That’s when the whispering started.

At first, it sounded like background noise—something distant, easy to ignore...

What was supposed to be a simple overnight stay at a friend’s house turned into something neither of them could explain—and something they didn’t even realize was connected until the next morning.

Late in the night, a quiet hallway moment turned unsettling when a light switched off on its own… followed by the sound of footsteps where no one should have been. At the same time, in another room, something else was happening—a voice calling out, a door that wouldn’t stay closed, and the growing sense that someone else was in the house.

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE!

For Denys Blazer and Chris Paul, the paranormal didn’t begin as a career—it began as curiosity. For Denys, everything changed when he experienced what he believes was the unmistakable presence of his late grandfather, a moment that challenged everything he thought he knew about reality.

Chris came to the paranormal from a different path. What began as late-night binge sessions of ghost-hunting television slowly turned into something far more serious—real investigations, real equipment, and encounters that can’t easily be explained.

Together, the two frie...

At the end of the day, a small physical therapy clinic settles into a familiar rhythm. The last patients leave, the rooms empty out, and it’s usually just a couple of people finishing up before locking the doors.

That’s when things started to feel… off.

At first, it was easy to dismiss. A sound that didn’t quite match where anyone was. A moment that didn’t line up with what should have been happening. The kind of thing you notice, then move past.

But over time, those moments didn’t stay small...

At first, she assumed it was just part of adjusting to a new house. Her son had talked in his sleep before, and nothing about those early nights felt urgent. But this was different.

Every night around the same time, she would wake to the sound of his voice coming from down the hall—not crying, not restless, just calm, steady conversation, with pauses in the right places like he was listening before responding. When she asked who he was talking to, he didn’t hesitate. He told her it was “the man”… the one who comes in.

When they first moved in, it felt like a joke—the kind of house you casually call “haunted” without really meaning it.

Then things started happening. A stapler turning on its own. Doors that wouldn’t stay the way they were left. Small moments that felt less like coincidence and more like someone still living there. When they learned the previous owner had died in the house, it almost made sense.

For a while, it didn’t feel threatening. But not everything in the house behaved the same way.

Over time, the activity shifted. W...

It started when she was a child, in a home where nothing ever seemed entirely quiet.

One night, she got up for a glass of water and saw something sitting in the living room—a figure, dressed in white, completely still. At first, it didn’t feel real. Until it started to turn.

She didn’t stay to find out what it looked like.

Years later, other things followed. A handprint that wouldn’t fully disappear. A shadow moving through the house when no one else was home. And a feeling—strong enough to send he...

As a child, he used to see what he called the “Scoobies”—dark figures that gathered in the bathroom and followed him into his nightmares. Eventually, it stopped, and for years it felt like whatever had been there was gone.

Then one night, long after childhood, both cats froze at the bottom of the stairs, locked onto something above them. They wouldn’t move. They wouldn’t respond. And later that night, he had an experience that didn’t feel like a dream at all.

What appeared wasn’t violent. It didn’t even seem eager to be seen...

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! PART TWO

What happens when we die—and who were we before this life began? These questions sit at the heart of the mysteries surrounding past lives and reincarnation.

Certified hypnotist Amanda Shertzer joins us to explore how past life regression works and what people often uncover when they look beyond their current lifetime. Do lives unfold in a sequential order, or is there something like a “pause” between incarnations? And can the knowledge from those experiences help us grow and better understand the life we’re living now?

He was too young to explain why he was afraid of his room—especially the closet. At the time, no one thought much of it. 

Then his mom started hearing something upstairs. At first, it was just noise. Then things weren’t where she left them. And eventually… it was clear something was moving around that room when no one was there. 

The strangest part? It only happened when his dad wasn’t home.  And whatever was going on didn’t stay small for long. Because the night it escalated… his mom didn’t just get scared. 

At first, it was easy to ignore—a soft sound coming through the baby monitor late at night, just enough to stand out but not enough to question. The nursery always looked the same when they checked. Still. Quiet. Exactly as it should be.

It didn’t happen constantly, and it didn’t follow any clear pattern. Just enough that, over time, it became harder to dismiss completely. The kind of thing you notice, then explain away… until you notice it again.

Nothing in the room ever matched what they were hearing.

And eventual...

It started as a normal moment—trying to track down a missing wallet, calling home to ask a simple question. After a few attempts, the call finally connected.

But something about it wasn’t right.

The voice on the other end didn’t sound like the person she was trying to reach. It was there, trying to speak, but barely audible—like someone talking without a voice. At first, it was easy to blame the connection. Until a few words came through clearly.

Then the call ended. When she finally got in touch with him...

It started like a lot of stories do—curiosity, an abandoned place, and the feeling that something about it wasn’t quite right.

Inside an old warehouse near the tracks, they felt it immediately. The kind of heavy energy you don’t question until later. They recorded audio, didn’t think much of it, and left. Weeks later, listening back, they heard something they couldn’t explain—a voice, close to the phone, clear enough to stand out.

That should have been the end of it.

Instead, they went back and took something from the bui...

Some experiences aren’t loud or dramatic—they’re quiet, subtle, and easy to explain away at first.

Working evenings at a storage facility, the routine was simple: walk the building, check the doors, and lock everything down before heading out. Most nights blurred together, and after a while, it became easy to move through the process without thinking too much about it.

But every now and then, something would interrupt that routine. It didn’t happen often, and it didn’t happen randomly. In fact, it followed a pattern—one that only became clear after it had...

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE!

What happens when we die—and who were we before this life began? These questions sit at the heart of the mysteries surrounding past lives and reincarnation.

Certified hypnotist Amanda Shertzer joins us to explore how past life regression works and what people often uncover when they look beyond their current lifetime. Do lives unfold in a sequential order, or is there something like a “pause” between incarnations? And can the knowledge from those experiences help us grow and better understand the life we’re living now?

We als...

From the first night in the house, something didn’t feel right. There wasn’t anything obvious to point to—just a quiet sense that the space wasn’t as empty as it should have been. 

Then the door started opening. Every morning before leaving, they made a point to shut it, checking it more than once. It became routine. But no matter how careful they were, they would come home to find it open again, with no clear explanation for how it happened. 

At first, it felt like a simple mistake. Then it became a pattern...

For most of his life, dreams were forgettable—just fragments that faded by morning. Until they didn’t.

It started with small moments. A conversation he knew before it happened. A stranger’s movement he recognized a second too early. Then entire interactions began unfolding exactly as he had seen them, detail for detail, leaving less and less room to dismiss it as coincidence.

When the dreams became clear enough to follow, he started writing them down. And when one finally showed something he couldn’t ignore—a crowded room, a sudden shift, and a moment tha...

At first, nothing about the house stood out. It felt normal, quiet, exactly what you’d expect—until the small things started happening.

It began with sounds. Dishes clinking in the kitchen. Water running in the sink. The kind of noise that makes you assume someone else is awake—except no one was there.

Then came the moments that were harder to explain. A sink filled with steaming hot water after hours away from the house. Smells that would appear out of nowhere—cigarette smoke, fresh toast—only to vanish just as quickly.

Nothing ev...

When she was five years old, living in a small apartment after her parents separated, she began waking up in the middle of the night to something she couldn’t explain. A man would appear in her doorway—always in the same place, always waiting.

What made it stranger wasn’t his presence. It was how normal it felt.

Night after night, he would come down, sit with her at the dining room table, and talk—simple, everyday conversations, the kind you’d expect from someone familiar. Then, just as quietly, he would be gone.

Event...

Sometimes, the people looking the hardest for something are the ones who never find it—until they least expect to.

After years of exploring reportedly haunted locations, the experience was always the same: nothing. No sightings, no voices, nothing that couldn’t be explained away. At some point, it became almost a running joke.

So when the opportunity came to investigate a historic location with her nephew, it wasn’t about expecting anything to happen—it was just about the experience.

And for most of the night, that’s exactly what it was. But someti...

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE! PART TWO

When Lee Moore’s girlfriend ended their relationship, he expected heartbreak—not a curse. Instead of a clean break, he says she turned to witchcraft, unleashing a nightmare that followed him long after the relationship ended.

At first Lee tried to ignore it and move forward with his life. He married, built a future, and hoped the past would stay behind him. But the strange experiences only intensified—terrifying nightmares, shadowy figures, physical attacks, and an unseen presence that seemed determined to destroy everything he had built...

She hadn’t been thinking about her. There was no anniversary, no reason for the memory to surface. 

Then, in the middle of a normal afternoon, a song she didn’t recognize started playing through a device she knew inside and out. And with it came something even harder to explain—a voice she knew immediately, not out loud, but clear enough to feel intentional. 

It could’ve been written off as a coincidence. A glitch. A passing thought.  Until later that day, when something else happened—something physical, something undeniable—that tied it all back to the sam...

When they moved in, the house felt completely normal. Quiet neighborhood, familiar routine, nothing that stood out. But over time, small things began to repeat in ways that were harder to ignore—his wife leaving certain lights on, always in the same places, and making sure the storage room door at the end of the hall was closed every night.

She never explained why.

At first, it felt like habit. Until one afternoon, out of boredom more than belief, he decided to record in the empty house—just to see if anything was there.

Wh...

In a nearly forgotten stretch of Kansas sits a place surrounded by legend—a cemetery tied to one of the most infamous “gateways to hell” in the United States. The story is dark, rooted in betrayal, violence, and something people say never truly settled.

For one group of friends, it started as curiosity. They snuck in at night, determined to see if any of it held up. At first, it felt like exactly what you’d expect—just an eerie location with a heavy story behind it.

But then they stepped inside what remained of the old ch...

After beginning a new spiritual practice, she returned to her childhood home in Louisiana for Christmas and immediately felt something had changed. The house that had once felt normal suddenly felt hostile, charged with an anger she couldn’t explain. She kept the lights on, stayed awake until sunrise, and felt watched even in the middle of the day.

Then, during one frightening afternoon, she called her best friend just to feel less alone. That’s when the phone went completely static—and a voice came through, screaming the same words again and again.

Was someth...

In her grandmother’s home, there was one room that was always off-limits. It wasn’t explained in a way that seemed unusual at the time, just one of those boundaries everyone followed without really asking why.

The house itself was always full—family, cousins, noise, the kind of place where there was always something going on. And like most kids in a house like that, they spent their time playing games, running from room to room, finding new places to hide.

Until one day, she chose the one place she wasn’t supposed to go. What...

This is a Grave Talks CLASSIC EPISODE!

When Lee Moore’s girlfriend ended their relationship, he expected heartbreak—not a curse. Instead of a clean break, he says she turned to witchcraft, unleashing a nightmare that followed him long after the relationship ended.

At first Lee tried to ignore it and move forward with his life. He married, built a future, and hoped the past would stay behind him. But the strange experiences only intensified—terrifying nightmares, shadowy figures, physical attacks, and an unseen presence that seemed determined to destroy everything he had built.

Desp...

The call came in just before 3 a.m.—movement reported inside a house that had been empty for years. It was the kind of situation that usually has a straightforward explanation. 

The responding officer handled it by the book, clearing the house and finding nothing out of place. No one inside, no sign of entry, nothing to explain why the call had been made.  Months later, the same address came back again. 

This time, the search was even more thorough. Two officers, moving through the house together, checking every room, every space, every possibility. 

And...

The house had always felt off—but only in small, manageable ways. Strange acoustics. Quiet pockets where sound didn’t carry the way it should. The kind of details you can live with if nothing ever crosses the line.

Then one afternoon, something did.

Sitting alone, he heard his mother call his name. Clear. Close. Familiar enough that he didn’t hesitate to follow it into the back of the house.

But when he got there, she was already standing in front of him—confused, and asking if he had heard it too.

She...

It started when she was a child. Night terrors that felt too real, always centered around the same figure—standing in the doorway, watching. A woman whose face didn’t look human, but something closer to shifting static.

For years, she tried to explain it away. Stress. Imagination. Anything but what it felt like. But it didn’t stay in childhood.

As she got older, the presence didn’t disappear. It followed her into adulthood, showing up in the same way, at the same time of night. And when someone else finally saw it too, the fear...