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(00:02) my father was not an open book those that knew him would call him a reserved man or a man a few words but to me he was like a man who had retreated into his own Universe a world that seemed filled with shadows in every corner a waking nightmare I would catch him sometimes at night just staring out the window gripping the arms of his chair so tight I thought his hands would start bleeding he would Lean Forward almost falling out of his chair as if expecting something terrible and incomprehensible to show up at our door at any
(00:43) moment my father was a man clothed in dread it’s only something I came to realize as I got older he hid it well especially from my mother not nearly well enough nothing terrified my father more than piano music whether it was heard in an elevator or on the TV or being played in a shopping mall by a hobby pianist who wanted to impress onlookers whether it was classical or Jazz whether it was happy or sad simple or complex when he heard the sound of a piano his eyes would bulge out of their sockets his skin would go pale white he
(01:35) would look around wildly whipping his head back and forth like a dog wrangling with a bone I never had the courage to ask him why he was so afraid of it why didn’t I just ask him but it wasn’t a thing to be acknowledged in our home fear is contageous and the easiest way to come down with it is to talk about it so my father’s fear lingered throughout our lives untouched like a piano that was never sold it just hung in the air playing its own silent music for years my father passed away a year ago due to Heart
(02:21) complications I thought his secret died with him but 2 weeks ago I was visiting my mom and decided to go through my father’s old belongings I guess I was feeling nostalgic after some time I was about to head out when I saw it at the bottom of a cardboard box that had been hidden in the corner of the attic it was an unmarked envelope inside was a letter comprised of several sheets of paper the writing on the letter was rushed and Scratchy but it was my father’s handwriting there was no mistaking it what I read in that letter has
(03:08) haunted me for the past 14 days I’ve decided to share that letter right here and now because I feel that in some way it may help me better understand it or maybe the truth is I just want someone to share my father’s dread with my mother would not listen to me when I told her about the letter she told me to burn it and to forget whatever it said she scolded me like I was still a child what you’re about to hear from this point on are my father’s words exactly I have not changed nor altered any of it I am transcribing it word for
(03:52) word this is my father’s story in his own words I wonder how many times I’ve attempted to write this letter how many pieces of paper I have torn up throughout the years how many pens have gone dry how many pencils snapped too many far too many if I do have the courage to finish it I wonder who will even read it maybe it’ll be my dear Elizabeth maybe you’re even reading it right now I’m sorry for keeping this from you I haven’t been a good husband you don’t know all of me not nearly all
(04:38) of me that’s a horrible thing to do to your wife I hope you can forgive me Liz or maybe it’ll be you jack my boy you saw me better than I saw myself how many times did you catch me staring I used to tell you I was daydreaming if you are reading this now you’ll know what I really saw those nights what I heard or maybe it’s neither Elizabeth or Jack maybe it’s you Jonathan or your mother God help me if it is have you finally found me I’ve seen you out of the corner of my eyes for the last 40
(05:25) years or maybe if you’re reading this you’re a complete stranger to me regardless it’s time I told this story once and for all even if the pen and paper I’m writing with end up being the only ones who ever know it in December of 1976 I was on my way home for the holidays I was attending the University of Wisconsin Madison my parents lived in Lacrosse it’s only about a 2 and 1/2 hour drive but on my way I got caught in a snowstorm a storm that came out of nowhere I mean really came out of nowhere somehow I got turned around I’ve
(06:13) never been good at driving in snow if you’re reading this Liz you know how true that is remember the station wagon God I nearly crashed it a 100 times those were good days and they like those I barely ever heard the piano or at least convinced myself I couldn’t hear it but I’m getting ahead of myself this was not a bad storm it was one hell of a bad storm I’ve rolled back the clock in my head numerous times wondering if there was anything I could have done differently what if I driven slower or
(06:55) turned into the slide but I think in some ways no matter what what I did that car was destined to crash that day and crash it I did straight into a ditch all my attempts to get the car out of the ditch were futile snow was coming down hard this was no soft powder but a cacophony of Flakes and harsh SLE through the white storm I saw a house in the distance it was the only building nearby and I hadn’t seen any cars on the road in what felt like forever I got out of my car and walked towards the home I was shocked by How deep the snow
(07:38) had become already how unrecognizable the landscape seemed I took one last look at my car already being devoured by the snow turning it into a sad frozen white monolith in the middle of nowhere I drew closer and closer to the home each step I took more tiresome than the last then I heard something that stopped me right in my tracks it was The Sound of Music coming from the home it was the delicate sound of a piano the music cut right through the harsh cold Winds of the storm and went straight to my ears the music was coming from the upper
(08:23) part of the house there was a window to a room on the Upper Floor but a curtain obstructed The View still there was no question that the piano music was coming from that room my eyes went from the top window to a window on the first floor there was a woman standing in the window she was staring right at me with a beused expression on her face I waved to her nervously and then pointed back at my car when I looked back the woman was gone from the window moments later the front door to the house opened and I made my way up the
(09:05) porch steps can I help you the woman asked standing in the doorway she still had that amused look on her face it’s a little embarrassing I said but I crashed my car into that ditch down the road and I can’t get out oh my how awful the woman said please come in and get yourself warm I stepped inside and the woman shut the door behind me all at once the noise from outside was cut off the only noise now was the piano music coming from upstairs that and my chilled breathing that music I said rubbing my arms to get warm it’s really
(09:55) lovely oh that’s my son Jonathan his a wonderful pianist please do make yourself comfortable I’ll fix you some tea absolutely Dreadful weather simply Dreadful I sat down in the living room it was a warm and cozy house but there was something underneath that made me uncomfortable I did not understand it fully at the time but looking back on it I believe some part of me noticed all the little things that were off about the home home for one there was no family photos anywhere to be seen and despite the warmth of the home it had a
(10:38) bizarre sterile smell like that of an appliance store the house looked lived in but didn’t feel lived in could I use your phone I asked the phones are out the woman said bringing back two cups of tea they won’t be back up until morning most likely soon as they are I’ll will phone Harvey my neighbor he lives the closest I’ll have him bring his tractor and we’ll get your car out of the ditch is there any way to get hold of him now I hate to be above but how’s on my way to Lacrosse to see my folks for
(11:17) the holidays I was hoping to get there by tonight upstairs the piano music stopped the woman took a large sip of a tea looking at me over the cup with her faded green eyes then putting the cup down gently she said lacrosse goodness gracious how on Earth did you end up here in dutchville County I got turned around dutchville County I’ve never been through here before well there’s no helping it now Harvey lives a spell away unfortunately you’ll have to wait until morning dear I’m terribly sorry your son Jonathan how old is he 20 next
(12:05) month she said funly oh well could he and again I hate to be a bother could he help me try to push my car out no she said flatly and there was no kind of amusement in a voice now her eyes narrowed Jonathan cannot move all that well even if he could and even if you did get your car out the roads are terrible you’ll just be in another ditch in no time you’re perfectly fine to sleep on the couch tonight come tomorrow Harvey will have you out and you’ll be on your way to see your parents I realized I guess it has to be that way
(12:49) then I realized i’ not taken a drink of my tea but looking at the cup I lost all thirst the tea looked like gross mud water that had been pulled from a gutter for some time we just sat there in the quiet living room with no music a dreary silence took over the home where are you coming from anyhow the woman said putting down her empty teacup it felt as if an eternity had just passed I go to school in Madison oh how lovely what are you studying engineering how wonderful you know Jonathan used to love engineering as a boy even more than
(13:35) playing the piano he would always build things little Trinkets and gadgets and gizmos but his condition made it impossible for him to pursue a higher education he’s been a home body for years now all he does is play piano day and night he’s really great at it oh where are my manners I should introduce you both at that she led me out the living room we began to climb the stairs as we did a horrible feeling came over me the one you might have when you were walking by a dark alley at night the kind of primitive Instinct that
(14:19) screams in the back of your head screams run you idiot run we reached the top of the stairs the hallway was dark and lit only by a small lamp we passed several rooms until we reached the door at the end of the hallway the woman and I realized at this point I didn’t even know her name gently pushed the door open and said Jonathan there’s someone here I’d like you to meet the first thing I noticed when stepping into the room was a large piano that sat in the corner corner it was a beautiful looking piano
(15:03) and it looked out of place in the small room a piano like that should have been front and center at a concert hall The Fading light outside filtered through the bedroom curtain giving the room a soft ethereal look I felt I was stepping into some kind of dream world and then I saw Jonathan sitting on his bed I froze I wouldn’t call Jonathan a doll exactly he was too big to be a doll but he was like a ragd doll in a way a humanized rag doll Jonathan was not a living breathing person he was just an inanimate object
(15:50) dressed up to look human he wore sky blue pajamas and had a mop of red hair his cloth skin looked like it had been White once but now had faded to a sickly beige colar he had two black buttons for eyes though there were different sizes the right eye being much smaller than the left it gave him the appearance that he was always winking I did what I could only do in that moment I laughed it was a horse nervous laugh don’t you dare laugh the woman said sharply she wasn’t looking at me now she was staring out the window one hand
(16:35) rubbing Jonathan’s inanimate leg in a soothing gesture oh how they love to laugh once Jonathan was sitting on the porch just minding his own business when these horrible boys from town came in and began to harass him I’ll never forget the sound of the laughter as I chased them off from their bikes oh but I got the last laugh there was boys loved to bike around a certain part of town and one day one of them went over some nasty gravel and hit his head he’s still in the hospital oh yes I got the last
(17:13) laugh I’m sorry I said in a dry panicked voice apology accepted the woman said turning to me she had a shocked look on her face then she gave gave me a shark’s grin a thought then hit me like an arrow striking the center of a Target so chilling was the thought that I felt I might faint at any moment my body felt 10 times heavier when the woman and I had been downstairs someone had been playing piano music someone else had to be up here obviously Jonathan playing was out of the question had to be out of the
(18:00) question the thought of this grotesque ragd doll being alive went against everything I believed in I looked around the room for a radio or record player anything that might have been playing the music earlier but there was nothing of the sort there was only the piano is there anyone else in the house I asked the woman gave me a knowing smile and said of course not it’s just Jonathan and I Jonathan continued to stare into the distance with his misshapen button eyes for a split second maybe even less than that I thought I saw his head move ever
(18:49) slightly I blinked and rubbed my eyes when I opened Jonathan was as still as he had been and the woman was walking past me I’ll go fix your bed downstairs she said walking out of the room you’ll need your rest for tomorrow then she was gone only Jonathan and I were left in the room that began to fill with an awful silence so pervasive and Relentless was the silence that it felt as if it seeped into every pore of my body none of this could be real I told myself myself the woman was playing a trick on me had to be playing a nasty
(19:33) trick on me I once again looked over the room hoping nearly begging God to show me a radio or a record player but there was nothing I thought about approaching Jonathan give him a real look over the one look at that horrible winking eye was enough to convince me otherwise I quickly turned and began to walk out of the room then I heard what sounded like something shifting in the bed behind me and I ran within seconds I was down the stairs and out the front door I knew it was suicide running out into that storm but I couldn’t stay in
(20:19) that house a second longer the snow was so deep it slowed my running and for a horrible moment I imagined Jonathan chasing out after me gaining on me with terrible inhuman speed his ragdo limbs moving in strange unnatural motions I heard the woman yelling after me yelling for me to come back then I heard two horrible sounds the first was that the woman was laughing even in the Roar of the Winds her laugh was unmistakable piercing even I turned and saw her on the front porch she did in fact have a horrible grin on her face which now looked so
(21:07) much longer and paler than it had before her laugh was an awful cackle like thin ice breaking the second horrible thing I heard was the sound of a piano being played it was coming from Jonathan’s room my car was nowhere in sight but it was no use to me now anyway I ran down the road and eventually the woman’s laugh faded but not the piano music no matter how far I went I could still hear it it followed me the way a bad memory follows you I don’t know how long I waited through the snow but at some point I collapsed and thought for
(21:55) sure I was going to die then I saw a light coming towards me that light eventually turned into a tractor with a plow there was a man driving it he got out and began to say something but I couldn’t hear him I was fading in and out of Consciousness the last thing I saw before I blacked out was the man standing over me a horrible concerned look on his face the last thing I heard was piano music I woke up the next morning in an unfamiliar bed for a horrifying second I thought I was back in that woman’s house
(22:41) maybe sleeping in the very same bed as Jonathan but that wasn’t the case I was in an unfamiliar room alone sunlight was shining through the window and I could see that the storm had stopped I heard the floorboards creaking outside the room and again for a horrifying second I thought the woman would appear in the doorway smiling cackling instead it was the man I’d seen driving the tractor good you’re awake the man said warmly how are you feeling where am I I asked ignoring his question you’re in my house I found you
(23:30) running down the road last night what were you thinking my car broke down are you with that woman what woman that one that lives down the road from where you found me the man said nothing at first he just stared at me then he said in a pensive voice the woman that lives down the road from where I found you are you with her I said I gripped the bed sheets as if my life depended on it no I’m not with anyone the man said putting up his hands I live here on my own I relaxed my hands I need to call my parents I was on my way to visit them
(24:20) when my car broke down phones in the kitchen you’re welcome to use it when you were out I was pling the roads I saw a car your car I gather we can go there when you’re ready and get it out I’ve already got most of it plowed out truthfully if you saw my car then you must have seen the House nearby that’s the house where the woman lives with a son Jonathan he’s not the house where the woman lives the man said again in that deep pensive voice yeah you must have seen it if you saw my car why don’t you call your parents
(24:59) and if you’re up for it I’ll take you to your car he gave me a reassuring smile then got up to leave is your name Harvey I asked him he turned around and the smile on his face dipped into a questioning frow is it it is he said how do you know that the woman she told me about you and your tractor is that right for a moment Harvey said nothing his frown deepened call your parents and then we’ll get going he left me in the room with the sunlight as my only company my parents were relieved to hear my voice I didn’t tell them about what I
(25:54) saw in the woman’s house that already was St starting to feel like a bad nightmare I told them that my car went into a ditch and that I spent that night at a kind stranger’s house and that I would be in Madison later that day hopefully I got into the tractor with Harvey and as we drove down the road I was shocked to see how much of the road had already been cleared the storm had been so awful the night before and the snow had been so deep now it barely looked as if it had snow noed eventually we came up my car Harvey
(26:34) had told the truth he had gotten most of it out of the snow already he killed the engine to his tractor and both her eyes went in the same direction we were looking at where the house was or where it should have been there was no house there now at least not what I’d seen seen last night instead there were the remains of a house the roof was gone and part of the floor was completely caved in bits and pieces of the home jutted out like the jagged teeth of some ancient monster is this the house you were speaking of Harvey asked his voice was
(27:21) soft and empathetic I don’t understand I said I was here last night I was in there it wasn’t like this son that house has been abandoned for years now there was a woman who lived there but that was a long time ago what happened to her it was a long time ago you couldn’t have met what happened she took her own life Harvey said as he spoke he we both stared at the wreckage of the home after her son died it was a terrible accident involving some of the boys from town I don’t know too much about the details I
(28:10) was young myself back then I just know that it was ugly business and that she blamed one of the boys for her son’s death that boy ended up in the hospital sometime later I don’t know much else like I said it was ugly business but that house has been abandoned for years no one lives there no one could live there just look at the state of it so you just pulling my leg right you couldn’t have been in there last night tell me you were just pulling my leg I stared into Harvey’s eyes which were now threatening to spill over with
(28:48) tears and saw that the old man was in fact terrified yeah I was just pulling your leg I said flatly someone from town told you my name his voice thin pleading someone from town put you up to it someone in town told me your name someone from town put me up to it Harvey LED out a sigh well you got me good son oh boy yeah you did now let’s get your car out it did not take long for Harvey and I to get my car out and running we shook hands and I thanked him for his help as I was getting in my car and Harvey was getting in his
(29:42) tractor we both stopped at the sound of something horrifying it was coming from the abandoned home it was piano music delicate melan colic piano music we stood there and just listened neither of us acknowledged it then after a moment we got in our vehicles and went our separate ways I never saw or spoke with Harvey again but I’ve heard the piano music every night since I’m hearing it now as I write this letter God help me I’m hearing it now that’s the end of my father’s letter I still can’t quite believe what
(30:41) I’ve read that my father really wrote these words at least now I understand why my father spent his life looking over his shoulder what he saw in the shadows since reading his letter i I’ve had this idea in my head of driving up to dutchville County and tried to find the house that haunted my father every step of his life but I’m terrified of what I’ll see and what I’ll hear