Haunted (2018) s02e05 Episode Script
Demon of War
[suspenseful music plays, fades.]
[man.]
My name is Rick.
I'm a US Marine.
War is hell but I never thought I'd experience something like this.
[suspenseful music playing.]
[music intensifies.]
[eerie music playing.]
[eerie music softening.]
[tranquil music playing.]
[Rick.]
I grew up in Chicago, Illinois, and my great-grandfather was in World War I, my grandfather was World War II, and my father was in Vietnam.
I want to follow in these men's shoes.
Well, my father had a huge impact on my life.
[birds chirping.]
The enemy's down over here, son.
See that road? Bet I can hit it.
[Rick.]
Growing up I wanted to be him.
I still want to be him.
There you go.
Just idolizing him.
He would give you the shirt off his back without hesitation.
He would do anything for you at the drop of a dime.
You're getting there.
See this? Watch this.
- You point with your left toe.
- [belt rattles.]
There you go.
Now you're getting there.
[Dad sniffs.]
In about ten minutes there's going to be a whole swarm of them coming over that hill.
If I were you, I'd get your rocks ready.
[Rick.]
My old man was with Special Forces of the Army, in Vietnam.
- He was awarded a Bronze Star, - [cups clink.]
which is a very prestigious award for valor.
So the only way to go better than him - is to join the Marine Corps.
- [laughs.]
The Marines are the best of the best, so I said, "That's what I'm going to do.
" And during the time of war that we joined, you know, there's no doubt if you join an infantry unit in the Marine Corps, you're going to go to war.
[Bravo.]
Mm-hm.
[Rick.]
So, we find out that we're going to Afghanistan.
We're going to a combat zone.
[tranquil music continuing.]
It's Taliban ran.
You know, if you're going to go on patrol, they're going to shoot at you whether it's, you know, rocket propelled grenades, mortars, machine guns.
I didn't want to show him a lot of tears.
I would go in the bathroom and do my yelling and screaming and praying.
We knew it was going to be rough.
We had some really, you know, long, sad, crying moments, but you take after your old man, So, you know, the buses pull in, we're getting ready to go, First Sergeant's making his roll call, get Bravo over there.
He already had obviously been to Iraq, you know, he's a sergeant, and he was the one that, you know, everyone looked up to.
So, my old man was like, "Well, hell, let's go over there.
- We're going to beat them.
" - [Judy.]
I gotta meet this guy.
[Rick.]
Got my hardened sergeant and my old man standing next to each other like, "Uh-oh.
" [passing footsteps.]
Bring my son home.
[Rick.]
My old man's a very tough dude, you know.
I never saw the man ever shed a tear.
[mellow music playing.]
[engine turns, rumbles.]
For me, it could be the last time I see him.
[truck humming, creaking.]
So, I get off the plane in Afghanistan and being the first time, hey, I've ever been out of the United States, like landing in that foreign atmosphere, the environment was different than any place on earth.
[truck rocking.]
I'm looking out into the distance and it's just vast desert as far as you can see.
- Mountains everywhere.
Full 360.
- [truck bed rattling.]
[rattling continues.]
It was very weird to experience, like âHey, we're not in a training environment.
You're embedded here.
I'm actually I'm in Afghanistan.
[vehicles approaching.]
[engines rumbling.]
[doors closing.]
- [running footsteps.]
- [vehicle retreating.]
This is it, you know.
It's real now.
All the training we did prepared us for, stepping off here and if you hear contact or whatever, you have to react.
- [engine revving.]
- [distant slow-motion yelling.]
But, I was ready, so here we go.
[distant ringing.]
- Rick.
- Hi, man.
Good to see you.
- Let's go.
- Yeah.
[Bravo.]
Rick was one of the best Marines I've seen.
He was assertive, he had a very big impact on the squad that we had.
I trusted this Marine to be my second-in-charge for the entire time that we were there for my platoon.
[Rick.]
So, Sergeant Bravo pulls us in and is like, âHey, you know, we're going to be going out on patrol, we're not sure how long we'll be out, but this is basically what we're going to be doing.
" And got my backpack on, [stammers.]
and got my M4.
I started heading out.
[distant engines rumbling.]
[Rick.]
It's very eerie because you're in a very real place where there are men out there that are training themselves to kill you.
[tense instrumentals.]
[whistling explosion.]
[rapid gunfire.]
[soldiers.]
Come on! - [cracking gunfire.]
- [soldier.]
Help! - [popping, pinging.]
- [soldier 2.]
Hey! - [automatic gunfire.]
- [bullets pinging, whizzing.]
- [explosion.]
- [high-pitched whirring.]
[distant gunfire.]
[popping gunfire.]
[muffled, distant sounds.]
- [gunfire.]
- [whizzing.]
- [explosion.]
- [screaming.]
- [gunfire.]
- [high-pitched ringing.]
[distant yelling.]
- [distant gunfire.]
- [continued yelling.]
[Rick's dad.]
The enemy's going to come down over that hill any minute now.
Better have your rocks ready, [echoing.]
rocks ready, rocks ready.
- [loud explosion.]
- [popping gunfire.]
- [soldier.]
Wait! Hey! - [soldier 2.]
Come on! - [soldier 3.]
Let's go! Hey! - [booming explosion.]
- [rapid gunfire.]
- [yelling.]
[soldier 4.]
Let's go! Come on! - [popping.]
- [retches, coughs.]
- [spits, coughs.]
- [continued gunfire.]
- [soldier 5.]
Hey! Hey, no! - [whizzing explosion.]
- [Rick panting.]
- [yelling.]
- [screaming.]
- [crackling debris.]
[Rick gasps, pants.]
[echoing gunshot.]
[grunts.]
[gasps, pants.]
[breath rattling.]
[cries out.]
[engine roaring.]
[panting.]
[engine rumbling.]
[heavy, labored breathing.]
- [explosion.]
- [screaming.]
[engine shuts off.]
[distant gunfire.]
[eerie instrumentals.]
[continued distant gunfire.]
[droning instrumentals.]
- [loud explosion.]
- [rapid gunfire.]
- [gurgling.]
- [Rick grunts.]
[explosion.]
[stammering.]
Je-ehf! - [strained.]
Jeff, speak to me - [gurgling.]
Stay with me, buddy.
Come on.
[cries.]
[struggles.]
Come on.
Come on [cries.]
Come on, Jeff.
God! [cries out, sobs.]
Jeff.
[wailing sobs.]
[steady exhale.]
[Rick.]
One of my buddies, we were very close to each other.
You know, he jumped out of the truck, tried to help another guy.
[hard exhale.]
And I couldn't help him.
Sorry.
[quick exhale.]
[mellow music playing.]
We lost five guys that deployment.
I would say it's definitely more humbling than anything.
You know, given the environment, given the situation that we were all thrown into there's a lot of death around there.
There's a lot.
[Rick.]
I don't know.
[stammers.]
It was crazy, essentially it's the word to describe it.
You know, essentially [stammers.]
looking at death in the face.
We were in battles almost daily.
- [popping gunfire.]
- [inflamed body whooshing.]
[fire crackling.]
[distant gunfire.]
[flames crackling in slow motion.]
[distant screaming.]
[slow motion whirring.]
[pulsing instrumentals.]
My sole purpose, is survival.
Let's kill them before they kill us.
- [explosion.]
- [debris crackling.]
[yelling.]
- [soldier.]
Help! - [soldier 2.]
Come on! [soldier 3.]
Let's go, buddy! Go! - [Rick grunts, pants.]
- [soldier 4.]
Go on! [struggling.]
[popping gunfire.]
[slow motion ringing.]
- [sharp ringing.]
- [grunting.]
- [gunfire.]
- [struggling.]
- [knife unsheathed.]
- [grunting.]
[strained breath, grunts.]
[groaning.]
- [panting.]
- [crunch.]
[grunting, screaming.]
- [panting.]
- [rapid gunfire.]
- [gunfire becomes faint.]
- [low droning.]
[panting.]
[droning intensifies.]
[rapid gunfire.]
[whizzing bomb.]
[shallow panting.]
[troubled breathing.]
[eerie instrumentals.]
[soft weeping.]
[Rick.]
Um [stammers.]
The emotions that you go through and stuff that your body does is unreal.
So, like, we come back and we're sitting there and we're like, âWhy the hell am I wet?â You know, like you pissed yourself.
We've been doing this for quite a while now and constantly in combat.
It's taken its toll, you know, like, "When's enough?" [high-pitched droning.]
So, we transition over to Baqua, Afghanistan.
Y'know, I thought the worst was over, but I had no idea what was coming.
We were just told, "Hey, you guys are going to stand post.
" Essentially, just watch the area of operations and make sure nobody tries to come and take our area.
- [crickets chirping.]
- [footsteps crunching.]
[Rick.]
And your job on post is you up on top of this little wooden building, you know, an elevation where you can look out and see your speck of area, and we're in a cemetery.
[eerie echoing instrumentals.]
They were Taliban graves.
[steps on ladder.]
[Velcro coming undone.]
[faint rustling.]
When you're looking out, all you can see was a graveyard.
There was hundreds and hundreds of bodies in that cemetery.
[high-pitched buzzing.]
You're standing on post and just looking out as far as you can see is just death everywhere.
You know, it's very eerie.
There was one night.
It was my midnight shift.
Three hours into my post.
- I'm still very, very much awake.
- [exhales.]
- [sniffs.]
- [faint rustling.]
[crickets chirping.]
- [thud.]
- [indistinct rattling.]
[shuffling footsteps.]
- [gear crinkling.]
- [suspenseful instrumentals.]
[boards creak.]
[sighs.]
[owl hooting.]
[crashing, shattering.]
[boards creak.]
I was like, âOh, someone's in front of my post, trying to get my attention.
â [gun stand clanks.]
- [shuffling.]
- [creaking.]
[glass breaks.]
[whooshing.]
[Rick, yelling.]
Who's there? [suspenseful instrumentals continue.]
[thudding.]
[rattling.]
- [demonic rattling growl.]
- [instrumentals intensify.]
[rapid gunfire.]
[shallow breathing.]
[Rick exhales, pants.]
- [quick pop of static.]
- Sergeant Bravo, [panting.]
I think there's someone out there.
- Can you get eyes on my post? - [quick pop of static.]
Again, there's no doubt that I saw something go around, you know.
So, at that point, I'm just like, âMaybe there's something out there.
" And that's when we talked about him going out and popping the flare.
[creaking.]
[heavy breathing.]
[continued creaking.]
[indistinct rustling.]
[shallow panting.]
[indistinct slithering.]
[quick panting.]
[flare ignites, hisses.]
[indistinct rustling.]
[suspenseful instrumentals.]
[indistinct slithering.]
[continued flare hissing.]
[indistinct rustling.]
- [crunching footsteps.]
- [panting.]
[eerie instrumentals.]
[continued panting.]
[indistinct rustling.]
- [piercing crescendo.]
- [loud demonic howling.]
[shallow breathing.]
[demonic growling.]
[continued growling.]
There's these giant big, red eyes, like, burning through me.
I can see the flesh on this demon's face and it's peeling off, it's ripping off, the skin's hanging off.
Terrifying.
I wasn't able to speak.
I wasn't able to scream.
I couldn't breathe.
All I wanted to do was blink because my eyes hurt so bad.
I wasn't able to do anything.
After all I've been through, I thought that this demon, he was going to kill me.
[ominous instrumentals.]
- Finally, it was like - [smack.]
fine, done.
I'll leave you, you know? And I was able to blink and I got that, [gasps.]
you know, that gasp of air and I just ran.
I ran straight towards the only light that was inside the whole entire area and that was the COC where Sergeant Bravo was.
I never had a Marine come to me and express this kind of story, especially with the detail and the physical distress that comes with it.
But I trusted this Marine and now we've had plenty of close calls where, you know, a million things he could have been worried about.
- [Rick's mom.]
Right.
- Never.
Never no concerns at all about any of it.
[Rick's mom.]
Right.
This situation, just looking at his face, it was like, "Oh, Jesus.
" [Rick's mom.]
So there was never a doubt in your mind that what he said, he saw.
No, absolutely not.
Never.
I have absolutely no doubt that it was real.
This is what is so compelling to me, of your story, is because of how brave I know that you are and that is what terrified you.
That makes me emotional.
[low droning.]
I was always very on edge the rest of the time that I was there.
Until we ended up heading back home.
- [birds chirping.]
- [hopeful instrumentals.]
[Rick.]
Just a sense of joy of getting to get off the bus, seeing the old man, Ma, you know.
Then I run over to them.
- [heavy thud.]
- [Rick sniffles.]
[solid pats.]
I don't know.
I think that was one of the happiest days in my life.
[Rick's Mom inhales.]
[Rick pants, sniffles.]
It was very powerful, you know.
[stammers.]
It was [sighs.]
[exhales.]
You know, we shared that bond, you know, ever since I was little, trying to fill his shoes.
Shit, sorry.
[Rick chuckles.]
I'll finally have that bond.
Essentially, like that missing piece.
[exhales.]
I never told my father, you know, what had happened with me on that post in Afghanistan.
I didn't want to ruin my credibility but, yeah.
A few weeks ago now, lost the old man.
[mellow piano music playing.]
[Rick.]
He passed away.
Yeah, that's one thing I always, you know, now that I think about it, I regret not ever telling him.
And a little while ago, I decided I was going to re-enlist, and ship out overseas, back to Afghanistan.
So, I'm about to be redeployed and I'm in my last training evolution before I actually end up making my way back over there.
[rhythmic insect trilling.]
[piercing crescendo.]
[demonic rattling growling, howling.]
[quick panting.]
The demon came back.
[ominous instrumentals.]
Trying to scream out at the top of my lungs as loud as I can.
Just looking up at him, those eyes looking down on me.
You can feel that he enjoyed it.
He wanted me to be petrified of him.
I'm about to be redeployed to Afghanistan again for the second time now.
You know, in two weeks, so essentially him waking me up and showing his presence may have been his way of saying, "You're not welcome.
" You know, don't come back.
It terrifies me and it scares me for you because I don't want you to have to experience this again.
[eerie instrumentals.]
[footsteps.]
[Rick.]
I know that if he does come back he's going to come back with a vengeance.
[suspenseful instrumentals.]
[instrumentals fading to silence.]
[indistinct rustling, slithering.]
[wind howling.]
[eerie instrumentals.]
Subtitle translation by
[man.]
My name is Rick.
I'm a US Marine.
War is hell but I never thought I'd experience something like this.
[suspenseful music playing.]
[music intensifies.]
[eerie music playing.]
[eerie music softening.]
[tranquil music playing.]
[Rick.]
I grew up in Chicago, Illinois, and my great-grandfather was in World War I, my grandfather was World War II, and my father was in Vietnam.
I want to follow in these men's shoes.
Well, my father had a huge impact on my life.
[birds chirping.]
The enemy's down over here, son.
See that road? Bet I can hit it.
[Rick.]
Growing up I wanted to be him.
I still want to be him.
There you go.
Just idolizing him.
He would give you the shirt off his back without hesitation.
He would do anything for you at the drop of a dime.
You're getting there.
See this? Watch this.
- You point with your left toe.
- [belt rattles.]
There you go.
Now you're getting there.
[Dad sniffs.]
In about ten minutes there's going to be a whole swarm of them coming over that hill.
If I were you, I'd get your rocks ready.
[Rick.]
My old man was with Special Forces of the Army, in Vietnam.
- He was awarded a Bronze Star, - [cups clink.]
which is a very prestigious award for valor.
So the only way to go better than him - is to join the Marine Corps.
- [laughs.]
The Marines are the best of the best, so I said, "That's what I'm going to do.
" And during the time of war that we joined, you know, there's no doubt if you join an infantry unit in the Marine Corps, you're going to go to war.
[Bravo.]
Mm-hm.
[Rick.]
So, we find out that we're going to Afghanistan.
We're going to a combat zone.
[tranquil music continuing.]
It's Taliban ran.
You know, if you're going to go on patrol, they're going to shoot at you whether it's, you know, rocket propelled grenades, mortars, machine guns.
I didn't want to show him a lot of tears.
I would go in the bathroom and do my yelling and screaming and praying.
We knew it was going to be rough.
We had some really, you know, long, sad, crying moments, but you take after your old man, So, you know, the buses pull in, we're getting ready to go, First Sergeant's making his roll call, get Bravo over there.
He already had obviously been to Iraq, you know, he's a sergeant, and he was the one that, you know, everyone looked up to.
So, my old man was like, "Well, hell, let's go over there.
- We're going to beat them.
" - [Judy.]
I gotta meet this guy.
[Rick.]
Got my hardened sergeant and my old man standing next to each other like, "Uh-oh.
" [passing footsteps.]
Bring my son home.
[Rick.]
My old man's a very tough dude, you know.
I never saw the man ever shed a tear.
[mellow music playing.]
[engine turns, rumbles.]
For me, it could be the last time I see him.
[truck humming, creaking.]
So, I get off the plane in Afghanistan and being the first time, hey, I've ever been out of the United States, like landing in that foreign atmosphere, the environment was different than any place on earth.
[truck rocking.]
I'm looking out into the distance and it's just vast desert as far as you can see.
- Mountains everywhere.
Full 360.
- [truck bed rattling.]
[rattling continues.]
It was very weird to experience, like âHey, we're not in a training environment.
You're embedded here.
I'm actually I'm in Afghanistan.
[vehicles approaching.]
[engines rumbling.]
[doors closing.]
- [running footsteps.]
- [vehicle retreating.]
This is it, you know.
It's real now.
All the training we did prepared us for, stepping off here and if you hear contact or whatever, you have to react.
- [engine revving.]
- [distant slow-motion yelling.]
But, I was ready, so here we go.
[distant ringing.]
- Rick.
- Hi, man.
Good to see you.
- Let's go.
- Yeah.
[Bravo.]
Rick was one of the best Marines I've seen.
He was assertive, he had a very big impact on the squad that we had.
I trusted this Marine to be my second-in-charge for the entire time that we were there for my platoon.
[Rick.]
So, Sergeant Bravo pulls us in and is like, âHey, you know, we're going to be going out on patrol, we're not sure how long we'll be out, but this is basically what we're going to be doing.
" And got my backpack on, [stammers.]
and got my M4.
I started heading out.
[distant engines rumbling.]
[Rick.]
It's very eerie because you're in a very real place where there are men out there that are training themselves to kill you.
[tense instrumentals.]
[whistling explosion.]
[rapid gunfire.]
[soldiers.]
Come on! - [cracking gunfire.]
- [soldier.]
Help! - [popping, pinging.]
- [soldier 2.]
Hey! - [automatic gunfire.]
- [bullets pinging, whizzing.]
- [explosion.]
- [high-pitched whirring.]
[distant gunfire.]
[popping gunfire.]
[muffled, distant sounds.]
- [gunfire.]
- [whizzing.]
- [explosion.]
- [screaming.]
- [gunfire.]
- [high-pitched ringing.]
[distant yelling.]
- [distant gunfire.]
- [continued yelling.]
[Rick's dad.]
The enemy's going to come down over that hill any minute now.
Better have your rocks ready, [echoing.]
rocks ready, rocks ready.
- [loud explosion.]
- [popping gunfire.]
- [soldier.]
Wait! Hey! - [soldier 2.]
Come on! - [soldier 3.]
Let's go! Hey! - [booming explosion.]
- [rapid gunfire.]
- [yelling.]
[soldier 4.]
Let's go! Come on! - [popping.]
- [retches, coughs.]
- [spits, coughs.]
- [continued gunfire.]
- [soldier 5.]
Hey! Hey, no! - [whizzing explosion.]
- [Rick panting.]
- [yelling.]
- [screaming.]
- [crackling debris.]
[Rick gasps, pants.]
[echoing gunshot.]
[grunts.]
[gasps, pants.]
[breath rattling.]
[cries out.]
[engine roaring.]
[panting.]
[engine rumbling.]
[heavy, labored breathing.]
- [explosion.]
- [screaming.]
[engine shuts off.]
[distant gunfire.]
[eerie instrumentals.]
[continued distant gunfire.]
[droning instrumentals.]
- [loud explosion.]
- [rapid gunfire.]
- [gurgling.]
- [Rick grunts.]
[explosion.]
[stammering.]
Je-ehf! - [strained.]
Jeff, speak to me - [gurgling.]
Stay with me, buddy.
Come on.
[cries.]
[struggles.]
Come on.
Come on [cries.]
Come on, Jeff.
God! [cries out, sobs.]
Jeff.
[wailing sobs.]
[steady exhale.]
[Rick.]
One of my buddies, we were very close to each other.
You know, he jumped out of the truck, tried to help another guy.
[hard exhale.]
And I couldn't help him.
Sorry.
[quick exhale.]
[mellow music playing.]
We lost five guys that deployment.
I would say it's definitely more humbling than anything.
You know, given the environment, given the situation that we were all thrown into there's a lot of death around there.
There's a lot.
[Rick.]
I don't know.
[stammers.]
It was crazy, essentially it's the word to describe it.
You know, essentially [stammers.]
looking at death in the face.
We were in battles almost daily.
- [popping gunfire.]
- [inflamed body whooshing.]
[fire crackling.]
[distant gunfire.]
[flames crackling in slow motion.]
[distant screaming.]
[slow motion whirring.]
[pulsing instrumentals.]
My sole purpose, is survival.
Let's kill them before they kill us.
- [explosion.]
- [debris crackling.]
[yelling.]
- [soldier.]
Help! - [soldier 2.]
Come on! [soldier 3.]
Let's go, buddy! Go! - [Rick grunts, pants.]
- [soldier 4.]
Go on! [struggling.]
[popping gunfire.]
[slow motion ringing.]
- [sharp ringing.]
- [grunting.]
- [gunfire.]
- [struggling.]
- [knife unsheathed.]
- [grunting.]
[strained breath, grunts.]
[groaning.]
- [panting.]
- [crunch.]
[grunting, screaming.]
- [panting.]
- [rapid gunfire.]
- [gunfire becomes faint.]
- [low droning.]
[panting.]
[droning intensifies.]
[rapid gunfire.]
[whizzing bomb.]
[shallow panting.]
[troubled breathing.]
[eerie instrumentals.]
[soft weeping.]
[Rick.]
Um [stammers.]
The emotions that you go through and stuff that your body does is unreal.
So, like, we come back and we're sitting there and we're like, âWhy the hell am I wet?â You know, like you pissed yourself.
We've been doing this for quite a while now and constantly in combat.
It's taken its toll, you know, like, "When's enough?" [high-pitched droning.]
So, we transition over to Baqua, Afghanistan.
Y'know, I thought the worst was over, but I had no idea what was coming.
We were just told, "Hey, you guys are going to stand post.
" Essentially, just watch the area of operations and make sure nobody tries to come and take our area.
- [crickets chirping.]
- [footsteps crunching.]
[Rick.]
And your job on post is you up on top of this little wooden building, you know, an elevation where you can look out and see your speck of area, and we're in a cemetery.
[eerie echoing instrumentals.]
They were Taliban graves.
[steps on ladder.]
[Velcro coming undone.]
[faint rustling.]
When you're looking out, all you can see was a graveyard.
There was hundreds and hundreds of bodies in that cemetery.
[high-pitched buzzing.]
You're standing on post and just looking out as far as you can see is just death everywhere.
You know, it's very eerie.
There was one night.
It was my midnight shift.
Three hours into my post.
- I'm still very, very much awake.
- [exhales.]
- [sniffs.]
- [faint rustling.]
[crickets chirping.]
- [thud.]
- [indistinct rattling.]
[shuffling footsteps.]
- [gear crinkling.]
- [suspenseful instrumentals.]
[boards creak.]
[sighs.]
[owl hooting.]
[crashing, shattering.]
[boards creak.]
I was like, âOh, someone's in front of my post, trying to get my attention.
â [gun stand clanks.]
- [shuffling.]
- [creaking.]
[glass breaks.]
[whooshing.]
[Rick, yelling.]
Who's there? [suspenseful instrumentals continue.]
[thudding.]
[rattling.]
- [demonic rattling growl.]
- [instrumentals intensify.]
[rapid gunfire.]
[shallow breathing.]
[Rick exhales, pants.]
- [quick pop of static.]
- Sergeant Bravo, [panting.]
I think there's someone out there.
- Can you get eyes on my post? - [quick pop of static.]
Again, there's no doubt that I saw something go around, you know.
So, at that point, I'm just like, âMaybe there's something out there.
" And that's when we talked about him going out and popping the flare.
[creaking.]
[heavy breathing.]
[continued creaking.]
[indistinct rustling.]
[shallow panting.]
[indistinct slithering.]
[quick panting.]
[flare ignites, hisses.]
[indistinct rustling.]
[suspenseful instrumentals.]
[indistinct slithering.]
[continued flare hissing.]
[indistinct rustling.]
- [crunching footsteps.]
- [panting.]
[eerie instrumentals.]
[continued panting.]
[indistinct rustling.]
- [piercing crescendo.]
- [loud demonic howling.]
[shallow breathing.]
[demonic growling.]
[continued growling.]
There's these giant big, red eyes, like, burning through me.
I can see the flesh on this demon's face and it's peeling off, it's ripping off, the skin's hanging off.
Terrifying.
I wasn't able to speak.
I wasn't able to scream.
I couldn't breathe.
All I wanted to do was blink because my eyes hurt so bad.
I wasn't able to do anything.
After all I've been through, I thought that this demon, he was going to kill me.
[ominous instrumentals.]
- Finally, it was like - [smack.]
fine, done.
I'll leave you, you know? And I was able to blink and I got that, [gasps.]
you know, that gasp of air and I just ran.
I ran straight towards the only light that was inside the whole entire area and that was the COC where Sergeant Bravo was.
I never had a Marine come to me and express this kind of story, especially with the detail and the physical distress that comes with it.
But I trusted this Marine and now we've had plenty of close calls where, you know, a million things he could have been worried about.
- [Rick's mom.]
Right.
- Never.
Never no concerns at all about any of it.
[Rick's mom.]
Right.
This situation, just looking at his face, it was like, "Oh, Jesus.
" [Rick's mom.]
So there was never a doubt in your mind that what he said, he saw.
No, absolutely not.
Never.
I have absolutely no doubt that it was real.
This is what is so compelling to me, of your story, is because of how brave I know that you are and that is what terrified you.
That makes me emotional.
[low droning.]
I was always very on edge the rest of the time that I was there.
Until we ended up heading back home.
- [birds chirping.]
- [hopeful instrumentals.]
[Rick.]
Just a sense of joy of getting to get off the bus, seeing the old man, Ma, you know.
Then I run over to them.
- [heavy thud.]
- [Rick sniffles.]
[solid pats.]
I don't know.
I think that was one of the happiest days in my life.
[Rick's Mom inhales.]
[Rick pants, sniffles.]
It was very powerful, you know.
[stammers.]
It was [sighs.]
[exhales.]
You know, we shared that bond, you know, ever since I was little, trying to fill his shoes.
Shit, sorry.
[Rick chuckles.]
I'll finally have that bond.
Essentially, like that missing piece.
[exhales.]
I never told my father, you know, what had happened with me on that post in Afghanistan.
I didn't want to ruin my credibility but, yeah.
A few weeks ago now, lost the old man.
[mellow piano music playing.]
[Rick.]
He passed away.
Yeah, that's one thing I always, you know, now that I think about it, I regret not ever telling him.
And a little while ago, I decided I was going to re-enlist, and ship out overseas, back to Afghanistan.
So, I'm about to be redeployed and I'm in my last training evolution before I actually end up making my way back over there.
[rhythmic insect trilling.]
[piercing crescendo.]
[demonic rattling growling, howling.]
[quick panting.]
The demon came back.
[ominous instrumentals.]
Trying to scream out at the top of my lungs as loud as I can.
Just looking up at him, those eyes looking down on me.
You can feel that he enjoyed it.
He wanted me to be petrified of him.
I'm about to be redeployed to Afghanistan again for the second time now.
You know, in two weeks, so essentially him waking me up and showing his presence may have been his way of saying, "You're not welcome.
" You know, don't come back.
It terrifies me and it scares me for you because I don't want you to have to experience this again.
[eerie instrumentals.]
[footsteps.]
[Rick.]
I know that if he does come back he's going to come back with a vengeance.
[suspenseful instrumentals.]
[instrumentals fading to silence.]
[indistinct rustling, slithering.]
[wind howling.]
[eerie instrumentals.]
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