My grandma’s sister, Victoria, died as a teenager- I believe from TB. She was one of the older siblings and was a “favorite” of my great grandpa. He had given her a special locket, which she was buried with. For several nights, after Victoria was buried, my great grandma would wake up to my great grandpa crying, at the end of the bed, saying “please don’t go Victoria”. My great grandma just chalked it up to him dreaming and grieving so badly for his daughter. However, one night, when she tried to tell him he was just dreaming- he was adamant that Victoria had been there. He said “She was here, and she gave me this!” And in his hands was the locket that he’d given her and she had been buried with… 💯 True story

My grandmother was born in 1903 and lived in the same small rural community I grew up in 30 miles northwest of Birmingham, Alabama. My grandmother always told us a story about a picture they had hanging in their house called "Rock of Ages". The painting was of three women clinging to a rock during a storm. The picture would sometimes be found on the floor - they would find it leaning against the wall. Without fail, someone in the family would die within 3 days of the painting sliding down the wall. She said when her mother died, no one in the family wanted that picture!

I live by myself ,it’s 10:45 at night in S. Florida , and I am listening to you girls telling scary stories. I believe your stories, my Daddy told scary stories when I was a young girl. I would set on our couch with my feet curled up under me. I really enjoy you girls no matter what the story is. God bless, love you.

Love those old spooky stories .

I just looked up a mountain lion screaming & I am SHOOK! Holy crap that’s terrifying

Paul's Big Bird story made me laugh out loud!!

I know that panthers have been in the Appalachian mountains since the 1960s. Black and brown.

A good story Granny!

I am the youngest of five (oldest Big Brother, then three sisters, then me) and a girl cousin that lived with us that shared Big Sis' bedroom in our big farmhouse, the two middle sisters sharing their own bedroom, the girls' rooms down the hall from the boys, my room closest to the stairs. A few weeks after our Dad died (in our kitchen in his favorite maple chair surrounded by us all) when I was four, I overheard the girls telling my Mom that Big Brother had begun walking in his sleep. I thought nothing of it 'til one moonlit night when I awoke to a figure standing silently by my open bedroom door. Sure that it was Big Brother, I called his name once, twice, then a third time to no response. As the figure turned towards the top of the stairs, I jumped from my bed fearful that Big Brother would fall during his sleep walking, and as I came around the corner I could see his head through the railings as he continued down the stairs. But then I realized the downstairs door wasn't opening as could always be told by the squeak of the hinges and the lightening of the dark stairwell. Looking over the railing as my eyes became used to the darkness, I could see the figure was gone. Unsure what to do, I went to Big Brother's room and saw he was fast asleep. I then ran back to my bedroom, jumped into bed, and fell back to sleep watching my bedroom doorway. I awoke the next morning wondering what could have happened, when it suddenly dawned on me how much the figure looked like my Dad...

My husband's work place bought a small house which was close to the property and the house had a reputation of being haunted. Many didn't believe it, but many had experiences in the house. Our granddaughter had had times where she saw things or heard things. My husband decided to bring her to the house to see if she heard anything..he, our daughter and granddaughter went to this house. He had permission from his boss, but the only way they could get in was to crawl through a big porch window. It was a two story house with the steps going up from the livingroom. Our granddaughter said she heard voices on the steps ...my husband heard them, too. Our daughter didn't hear anything...when they got to top of the stairs they looked in the bedrooms. Our granddaughter said she heard a baby crying in one corner of the bedroom...they left the house and as they were driving away our granddaughter got a strange look on her face. She said didn't they see the young man standing in front of the house? She said he waved to her. Our two daughters went to the newspaper office the next day after finding out the address of the house...it ended up that years before a young couple lived in that house and a young neighbor guy broke in and murdered them...the husband died at the bottom of the steps and the wife died on the steps...they had a baby who was found alive and crying in a crib in that same bedroom corner. The young man who murdered the couple matched the description our granddaughter saw....he had killed himself after he did the awful murders...we were shocked and so were the workers at the business....I believe in God and love the Lord but we cannot explain it...she has had other experiences...now that she's older and married with three children she doesn't have very many such things happen.

I have also heard, what we later assumed was a panther, scream. I was about eight years old and awake one night while my parents were sleeping. The sound was chilling! I hid under my parents bed petrified! I live in central Tennessee and our home was across the hallow from a mountainous area.

Good stories y’all. I don’t believe in ghosts but I absolutely believe in evil and I do know that, as Christians, God gives us a feeling when we are around evil. If you ever get that feeling, do what Corie, her mama and granny did….RUN and keep repeating, “ In the name of Jesus, evil be gone.” Katie, remember that the devil can make evil look safe. What you felt at first scared you enough to make you look behind you, to make sure no one was following you and that was probably the evil one messing with you and the warm comforting feeling was God protecting you because you are His child. God don’t put up with the evil one messing with His children. Y’all have a wonderful weekend. Hugs from the southeast coast of Florida 😎🦩🌞🦩😎

This might not sound that spooky, but I'm deacon at a small church, and I stay after the service to straighten up the sanctuary. We have a metal roof, and it makes all kinds of noise. When it's windy, it rattles, and when it's hot, it makes little irregular popping noises. When you're alone, your imagination runs wild. I know what the noise is, and I know God watches over me, but it's still creepy. Thanks, and God bless!

I just love listening to all those stories. I will never look at Big Bird the same again. Granny's story was really good. That sack of potatoes was standing straight out...that's hilarious! I am such a visual person, when someone tells a story I am picturing it in my head. Love these videos!!

Watching the world News is the scariest thing I experience in the present.

These stories are spooktacular

Love hearing Paul!

Your uncle is a brave man. I would have never gone back to that house if that door was open!

That was fun! Your Uncle is a great storyteller! I'm not quite sure how Big Bird made it out of there alive :)

Panthers can sometimes sound like they're way off and they will be right there at you.

LOL 😮Paul had me on the edge of my seat! That was awesome 🎃

Happy Halloween. Grannies story was the good one. She is so adorable.

We all have energy it can be positive or negative. When we pass on sometimes the energy gets stuck I believe. That is ghost 👻 like .

Thanks!

My daughter and I have twice had the same experience of an uneasy feeling and I'm thankful we heeded the warning because it eventually did come to light that at one of the places(a rural gas station) there were evil things going on.

Great story Paul!

Two pecks of potatoes in a tow sack…love it! I feel like I’m back home. Great stories and nice to hear from the entire family.

Always pay attention to those little hunches or feelings. We studied a little about some of that in a college. There is such a thing as subliminal messaging. It's been used in advertising to direct people toward certain products to buy more drinks at a movie theater. Sometimes backpacking through the music piped through stored

I do enjoy true spook stories ' Thank y'all for sharing your stories with us.I enjoyed them very much.God Bless you all.

You’re not crazy, Austin. I saw a group of UFOs in about 1965 or 1966 when I lived in Southern Illinois. I was driving home from my job in a rural area at about 1:30 am. Very spooky!

Love these stories 🎃👻🧛🏻‍♀️🧟‍♀️

Oh these were so great! Your uncle’s story, though…I think I would have passed out when Big Bird said “Peekaboo”. 😂😂😱

I'm a Spiritualist and belong to the Spiritualist church. We believe in God and Jesus, but we also believe that there is spirit and spirits among us. Energy does not die when you pass away it just gets transformed. That goes for people as well as animals. One of the strangest things that happened to me was when I was researching Jack the Ripper a few years back. I was in my living room with my computer. I had a candle fly off the mantle and fly across the room. So I said God Bless you and please be on your way. It stopped and nothing else happened. Thank you for another wonderful video ladies. Happy Halloween. 🎃

Great stories! Always enjoy your videos!

I have owls that sound like someone screaming in the woods next to my home

My grandson had one of those Big Bird it use to scare me every time I went into the den specifically at night.

Great stories everyone!! I grew up in a very small town and the was a graveyard across the street from my house. There was also one 5 house south of my house. The graveyard across the street never bothered me. I would actually hunt for quartz over there. But the one down the street would freak me out! Every time I passed it, I would feel cold air and feel someone staring @ me.... even in the heat of summer.

Nice family video...I enjoyed every minute of it and have some scary stories to tell as well. I've spent a lot of time outdoors and bobcats can scream like a woman or even sound like a crying baby too. Maybe was a panther, maybe just a bobcat.

You do know that black panthers sound like a woman screaming….I used to hear them in the mountains of southern WV when I was young…

When my grandma died, my baby sister went to the funeral home to fix her hair. She was a beautician. While she was doing that, the lights went out! Then at the funeral, a light bulb fell out of the chandelier and landed loudly in the glass fixture covering it!

I worked with a girl (in Tennessee) that swore she heard a mountain lion in her backyard, and everyone made fun of her. She even called TWRA and they told her there weren’t mountain lions here. A couple of years later, I saw an article that said there had been mountain lion sightings and they thought they were creepin into East Tennessee. Now any time someone says they saw/heard one, I never doubt it.

I was working in the area close to Asheboro NC that was part of the Uwharrie National Forest. I had head there was a old wooden covered bridge in the area ( Pisga Covered Bridge) so I decided I wanted to ride by there to see it. I drove over there and found the bridge , I was disappointed to see how much graffiti was painted all over it ( most of it was satanic type symbols etc) . I was there all by myself just looking around when as plan as day I heard a wind chime. It was a hot summer day and nary a breeze was stirring. I froze for a second and took stock of what I had just heard. I quickly decided I had seen enough of the old wooden bridge , I hopped in my car and got out of there as quick as I could . To this day I have no explanation of what I heard that day.

Corie, I love your sweater!

My husband's grandmother could tell the best haint tales as she called them. Once she told us a tale she said was told to her by her own grandmother that took place right before the war between the states so I'm guessing 1860 or so. She said her great grandmother and grandfather worked in a logging camp deep in the foothills of South Carolina. It was her job to cook for the camp in a covered lean to or shed that was open on three sides . One day she had the evening meal of journey cakes and soup beans almost ready when she had to go carry a bucket of water from the spring. On the way back she heard an awful commotion at the shed that made her hair stand on end. It sounded awful and smelled worse. She sneaked around the shed and saw an awful sight. There stood a man covered in hair from head to foot all hunched down under the shed that she reckoned must be at least 8 or 9 foot tall... the shed was about 6 and it couldn't stand up under it.. it was holding the empty bean pot that had been boiling hot in its hand and had already eat the bread from the frying pan too. Well she said granny got so mad at seeing she would have to do her work twice that she grabbed a broom and went to whooping the daylights outta that hairy devil which took off like a shot never to bother them again. This was told to us in the early 70s before Bigfoot was a thing. Makes you think don't it? .

Many years ago , when my 58 year old son was a baby, we were in Iron Mountain , Michigan for a weekend outing. We were going to stay in a ridiculously dilapidated old trailer with my husband’s aunt and uncle. They called it “ rustic” . When dark came , the mice came in and ran around on the cabinets and along any flat surface. I was appalled. I am not going to sleep where mice could possibly climb on my baby!! So, the baby and I slept in the car, while the other three adults slept peacefully inside. Well, the next evening we took a ride to enjoy the amazing northern Michigan night skies. Glorious ; a million stars with no ambient light to diminish their brightness. As we drove along , an orange light suddenly filled the inside of the car. It was brighter than any light we had ever seen. As we turned to look out the back window , we saw an enormous, orange, glowing ball that appeared to be following us. It rapidly closed in on our vehicle and we all, men too, screamed in terror because we thought we were going to die right then and there. As suddenly as it had almost touched our vehicle, it changed direction and flew straight up into the night sky and disappeared. It was documented as a UFO by an airplane that was in the area at the same time we were on the dark country road. Stories of these sightings occurring in northern Michigan are widespread. No one would be able to convince us that what we saw was of this earth.

This story idea is the best thing ever , I loved each and everyone . Bless you both .

I saw what Austin saw here in Maryland many years ago. I don't tell people bc it's hard to believe. But I saw what I saw!

Corie, maybe you could do a video showing us how to put a sweater together 😉 I know how to crochet… but I am totally lost on how to bring a sweater together. Love these stories! You girls and your family are awesome.!

I heard a panther at our camp many years ago.I slept downstairs and my dad was upstairs.I was about ten or so,I tore up the steps so fast in the pitch dark. My dad was laughing at me until I jumped in the bed with him.I told me what it was so I was ok with that but I still slept with him that night.

I had been living just within the boundaries of a small town when I heard what sounded almost like a mountain lion, which I’ve heard a couple times before while hiking and living in the mountains as a child. It just didn’t make sense for one to come into town and it didn’t sound quite as cat-like. No one else heard it. I have also seen what I think was a spaceship although it didn’t look like what you’d imagine. It looked like giant scaffolding in the sky with red lights running up the side. It was around 9:00pm in the summer and I was reclining outside with my dog and we both watched it for a good 10 seconds. willow started barking towards it. I ran inside with my hair standing up and told my mom to come look at it but when I came back out it was gone.

Austin the same thing happened to me. I was walking and this thing all of a sudden this thing was hovering over me. I took off running and that whatever it is took off just like you described. I am 70 yrs old and that happened when I was 15. I will never forget how afraid I was.

This is my fav video of yours! So fun and including the whole fam - love it! Spooky season 🎃

Jeepers creepers 🎃thanks for sharing love the stories God Bless

Oh yes there’s mountain lions in that area. Also in Tennessee. And these stories make me think of we don’t wrestle against flesh and blood

Peekaboo 😱 I would have died right there and then 😰😂 😂 Katie I got chills with the teaset story. I'm sitting in the dark watching with just the light from my laptop and a candle. Loved this one girls, thanks for sharing 🥰

Spooky! Happy Halloween!

I love your expressions Katie, while Corie is telling her story 😁❤ Also Paul and Grannie are such good storytellers, just like Tipper 😍 And now Austin, too!

Omg we have those same lamps but Differant shades ...I glued flowers on mine we have fall colors in our living room. So have several fall flower arrangements.

I liked Katie's story of positive vibes! There are without a doubt big cats up there, my Granny saw a black cougar one day in the early 80's. Your uncle probably did run into ERR, my cousin went to school with him in Murphy, described him as a "quiet fella". Your Mom's story gave me the shivers! Did Austin miss any time after the UFO encounter?

Oh I love these stories.!

Thanks girl

Panthers are all over the mountains and foothills on the Tennessee side. My dogs have treed more than one. When they do, your in for a long night, if you can'tcatch your dogs. They'll wait in the tree with the dogs baying and when your lights get close, theyll jump out over the dogs a run long way before they go up another tree. They'll do that till daylight befor they get tired or mad. Then, they're liabke to jump out on the dogs and whoever else is there and it's on. Acouple of times when I've been in the woods late and the dogs hadn't struck yet and things were quite, I've heard the most awful scream. It even freaks the dogs out at first. One of those times a panther happened to already be up in a tree right by where we had parked after turning the dogs out. We had been standing out around the truck for 15 or 20 minutes swapping lies and laughing and never new it was up there. Until it screamed. If you've ever heard one up close, you can imagine our first reaction. Even though we knew what it was, the thought of it being right over us all that time was more than worrisome. The only thing we could figure is that it was ready to come down but wouldn't because we were there with lights and talking and laughing and it finally got frustrated or mad and let out a scream. It jumped and ran off in the opposite direction. We went and caught the dogs and called it a night before they caught its scent. Its literally a blood-curdling sound. Even if you know what it is. Lol.

This was so much more than I expected! This was incredible! Thank you for the entertainment, you both are amazing KZfaq creators!

I appreciate all of your honest truth stories…my goodness..your honest experiences are real and so special to reveal…I am a believer that all families have “stories”😊

Love you all so much. God Bless Xoxo

Love this! Great stories by all! Big bird saying "peekaboo" and almost got shot was funny ! I believe the UFO story! I've seen em , friends and family have also thru the years...thanks y'all, look forward to more stories! God bless y'all always...🙏❤

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That was a great video! So much fun. Brings me back to memories of scary experiences I had forgotten about. I think Paul narrowly escaped a fugitive, and Big Bird narrowly escaped Paul! 😂

I still remember Casper the friendly ghost and Wendy... and that's no joke 🕸👻🕸👻🕸👻

My Mom has a story very similar to Austin’s story. The big bird story had my pounding 😳. Have a fun Halloween 🎃

I heard a panther at our camp when I was about eleven.It was my dad and me there.I was down stairs almost asleep when I heard a woman start screaming. Camp was in the mountains of Va.and it was as black as a crayon.I ran through the kitchen and up the stairs in total darkness without missing a step.I didn’t stop until I jumped in bed with my dad.He was laughing at me and proceeded to say it was a panther in heat and she was calling for a mate.I have never heard anything that scared me so bad in my life.I am 76 years and don’t want to hear it again.

Know what ghosties eat? " I scream and boo-berry pie!"

Paul's story was real creappy.😯

OH, I love me some Halloween spook stories! It’s my favorite way to relax, listening to a good spook story. Thank you and good wishes this Halloween season !! 🎃

So much fun, so entertaining. I laughed out loud at Big Bird almost getting shot. There are some good story tellers in your family. TFS ~ Betty

Great story s yall got some good good storys the one I liked the most was grannys that would put the fire under anybody .and Austin's to that would be so cool yo see that thanks girls and tipper and Paul for these great story s .🎃🎃🎃

I love these stories

My Mom heard a deathly scream one night and she figured it was a mountain lion. They are very stealthy creatures and I have only seen three of the big cats so far, here on Vancouver Island.

Hello from South Texas ✨👋🤠 you girls are so funny , and I love your videos very much.

She was very pleased

I had not been to the cemetery where my grandparents and uncle were buried in quite a few years. My husband and I were in the area one day and decided to visit their grave. When we drove in the entrance I noticed a mockingbird flitting around the power lines just inside the gate. I also noticed that a lot more people had "moved in" to the cemetery since my last visit and I had a lot of trouble finding the family plot. We got out of the car and walked and walked and still couldn't find it. I was about to give up when I ran my eyes over a large, maybe half-acre, section of the cemetery and as I did so, a mockingbird flew down and perched on a headstone in the middle of the section. I began walking to the headstone the bird landed on and, sure enough, that was my grandparents' headstone.

How fun! Loved the stories, especially your Granny’s. She’s a treasure.

I love watching your videos you girls bring joy and happiness in my heart and your moms to and my wife love your videos to so keep up the good work you all make me happy

It's not the dead that you need to worry about, it's the living !!

Fun stories! I think everyone has at least one, mostly unforgettable, often unexplainsable. My Mom always said, "that scared the wadden out of me!" Southeastern Kentucky saying. Elsewhere, in the south, I have heard "pee-wadden." My Mom called the local ghost stories, "haints." I think your Mom has featured that term on her channel. 😵😵‍💫

This was great! Such a fun video. You all did a great job of story telling. I got goosebumps!🎃

Really enjoyed the stories. My Dad was from Del Rio Tennessee & when I was little he and his sisters & brother always told ghosts stories. Thank you for taking me back to my Dad's young days in the Appalachians.

I was babysitting my little cousins out in Smiths Creek, Michigan around 1977 when the oldest one, who was no more than 7, asked if he could watch for the first star of the night so he could say that poem and make a wish. It was right after supper, so maybe about 6:30PM, and besides, it was Daylight Savings Time, so the nights didn't get dark until about 9PM. So I told my little cousin it was going to be a long time before he'd be able to see any stars. But he insisted he wanted to watch out the living room window no matter how long, because he didn't want to miss it. He had to ask permission because my aunt and uncle had nice, thick brocade drapes kept closed to keep out the heat of the sun, and they didn't want the kids messing with them. I gave permission for him to stand at the end of the window because he was skinny enough to be able to stand between the window and the drape, as long as he didn't bounce around or anything. It wasn't very long later that he hollered that he saw a star. I said it was too early, but he got more excited and exclaimed, "I *did* see a star! It was red and it went like that," making zig zag motions with his finger in the air. I told him stars aren't red, and he said, " _This_ one is! " So I opened the door to look outside, and didn't see anything except the red light atop the ham radio antenna outside the farm house a little piece across the road. But my cousin said no, that wasn't it, because what he saw was moving in a zig zag and it was over the crop field directly across from his house. He pointed to the bare field, and yelled, "There it is again! And it's got a bigger one with it!" Sure enough, there was a little red light zig zagging around, and the classic white-light cigar-shaped "flying saucer" just floating there. Then two more red lights shot down from under it, while three more red lights shot out from the top, all going in different directors and then out of sight. I picked up the 2 year old and pulled the 4 year old close to me. I figured the 7 year old could run on his own faster than I could carry him. Then that white UFO started on the move towards the farm house. In a little bit it turned imperceptibly so that it was going towards the back of my cousins' house, so I closed the front door and ran to the kitchen so I could watch it out that huge kitchen window over the big kitchen table. The phone was on the wall next to the table, between the table and the sink, so I phoned my brother, because I thought he'd be the one who would want to know about it. Seriously, he was a genius who read sci-fi all the time, and after he finished his time in the Marines he served an internship with NASA, designing aircraft displays for pilots. He ended up going into computer stuff, and invented things that were used in just about every device available before his death in 2016. But in 1977 we were both still in high school and he was just reading sci-fi all the time. We stayed on the phone until that thing finally went out of sight. It looked like it was going to make a complete circuit back to the field our front across the road, but before it made that turn it suddenly started going backwards. It was like nothing I'd seen before or since. It didn't slow down or make an obvious turn, it just went backwards. Then it disappeared from my sight because of some huge oak trees up the road. That was the same time period when lots of people in Michigan were reporting such sightings, and the officials announced that it was just swamp gas. That was some pretty hefty gas, I'm telling you! But Smiths Creek isn't far from Selfridge Air Force Base. It's just 40 minutes by car and much less by air, even a tiny single engine plane. I don't know what it was, hence the "U" for _unidentified_ , but I lean towards the theory that it was a US government project. I believe what an exorcist said about the theory of aliens from another planet. He says if the devil wants to appear as an angel of light or as an alien from another planet, he can do it, and if he can use it to lure souls to hell, he will certainly do it. So I don't believe that what I saw is from another planet. It was either a US government project or it was demonic. I pray the Blood of Jesus over myself, my family, and all our property.

What great stories & a great video idea. Was Austin talking about Buford, GA? My two boys are 33 & 34 and went to Grayson HS. They may be a little older than him. We’re in Lawrenceville now, not far from Buford. When I was nine, we were camping at a lake In Gainesville, GA & as I was laying in the tent looking out around sunset, I saw what I thought was a huge ape walking up the hill by the lake. He was quite a distance away, but I saw it turn around & look down towards our camping area. I didn’t know about big foot at that age, but now I’m pretty sure that’s what I saw. Lol, that’s my spooky story. Happy Halloween!

Another great video I loved all the stories

Granny's story was a good one. Your uncle's had me holding my breath. enjoyed all of them. but the one I can relate to is Austins. My dad saw a ufo in the fifties. He said he was going to work coming off a side street and he saw a cigar shaped object. There was one or two windows they were dark and the object was glowing. Just like Austin he didn't tell anyone about it for several years.

Luv u my new friends sweet girls ❤, would love to meet you one day get y’all autographs

Granny, you are a treasure! I love you4 memories!🎃

Here's to sitting around a campfire telling ghost stories eating s'mores and drinking cider

Love the stories! The government even says ufo exist now

This was so good I watched it twice. The first time, I was cooking so wasn't really watching. the second time, I watched. What a great job you did with the visual effects! Again- what great stories. Not too gory, just spooky enough. Loved this video.

You Girls are too much! 🤣

Not saying it's aliens , but it's Aliens 👍cool story. Fascinating what Colour, & did it make noise.. did you do a ✍🏻 sketch..do tell us more.

Thanks for this. I loved it totally. I don't have anything comparable but I went through a day that gave me shivers. I was sitting alone at our cottage watching the still lake. There were no boats going by. Suddenly I saw a gush of waves rising up in the middle of the water. It scared me. I was thinking oh no its Ogopogo. These waves came up for no reason and then settled down again. I never knew where they came from. And then the lake got quiet again. I still believe in Ogopogo.

Those are the very best kind of spooky stories, the kind to tell sitting around the fire at night: the "this happened to me one time" stories. Katie's story about the painter scream reminds me of what happened to my mom when she was a teenager in the 1920s. The youth group from her church had rented a cabin up in the San Bernardino Mountains in southern California for a weekend retreat. The girls and their advisor/chaperones were sleeping inside and and the boys with their advisor/chaperones were sleeping on the porch. In the middle of the night they were wakened by a terrible scream, that sounded like a woman about to be murdered. The boys all rushed inside. The men lit their lanterns and looked out, but didn't see anything. They called, but no one answered. So they all stayed inside, with nobody getting much sleep, until daylight. In the morning, the men went out first to look around. They were afraid they might find the body of the woman who screamed. There were puma tracks all over the porch and up on the roof of the porch. My mom said the prints were the size of saucers. They figured it was up on the roof when it screamed.