Eli Roth Presents: A Ghost Ruined My Life (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Demon's Curse - full transcript

I'm Eli Roth.

I've spent my life
telling horror stories.

But imagine if those
stories were real.

And suddenly you found
yourself stalked and tormented

by an evil spirit, and
no one believed you.

These are the actual
accounts of terror,

as told by the victims

who came face to face with
their demons and survived.

Okay, let me just get
some of these tears out.

Sometimes things
just can't be explained.

It's a constant battle
that I live with.



Most of the activity
happens in my bedroom.

I'm always woken up by
like... like, steps,

around the house,
which is really scary.

And also, this didn't start
happening till this year,

I've been hearing,
like, a "mama,"

and I don't have any children.

To be honest, I
thought it was normal.

I thought every kid was
scared at a young age.

Claudia,
what are you doing?

There's something
behind the curtain.

It's bedtime, go
brush your teeth.

Go!

I would
see a dark shadow.

I was always in fear, always
nervous, always hearing things.



Gloria!

Back to bed.

Get out!

- Why aren't you in bed?
- Mom, it was in Grandma's room.

That's enough!

There was like,
something inside the house.

My parents would always tell
us, "You're only dreaming."

But my grandma always understood that
there was always something there.

I studied sociology and Spanish.

I was so excited living
alone and being independent.

I'm studying psychology, I
just wanted to help people.

Hello!

- How was your last exam?
- I don't know yet, but...

I can't believe you're
not doing your master's!

You're the academic, not
me. I'm done with school.

You're here!

Ah!

I forgot so many things.

Your grandma has
been asking for you.

Hola, nieta.

Abuela!

You have to protect yourself.

From what? What do you mean?

We don't speak of it,
it makes it strong.

Grandma.

Never be afraid.

Always take control.

That's how you protect yourself.

Be careful, it knows you.

- What?
- Claudia.

It's time for your
medicine, Mom.

You need your rest.

Is Grandma okay?

She is an old lady,
she needs to get rest.

- But she...
- It's just superstition, doesn't mean anything.

Okay.

I didn't
know what's going on.

My family didn't want
to talk about this.

There was a secret
in that house!

-My face!
-What's wrong? What's happening?

It burns, it burns!

What?

What?

Half of my face was searing hot.

My face was on fire.
It was burning.

It felt like I had battery car
acid being poured into my face.

It was scary not to
know what was happening.

Sorry.

Hello?

Claudia, honey, I
have some bad news for you.

Your grandmother passed away.

No. No.

I had so much faith in my grandma and
I felt like she really took care of us.

My grandma was probably one of
the strongest people I knew.

When I feel lonely or when I feel
sad, I always think about her.

She was the one who I felt

believed me, never questioned
me, never doubted me.

And I really truly believe she
protected me in every sort of way.

When she passed away, that's
when like, the worst came.

- Hola, Claudia.
- Aunt Gabriella.

Are you being careful?

Claudia!

I'm sorry, my mom wants me.

What's the matter
with you, Claudia?

What's going on?

I didn't
know what to do.

I felt conflicted, whether
or not I was believing this.

If I believe in
this, I'm a quack.

Like, there's no way.

What are you doing
here, honey? Claudia?

Honey!

- It's coming!
- What's going on? It's nothing, it's fine!

- I need to go to the hospital!
- For what?

- Please, Mom!
- Okay, okay!

And that's when the
hell really began.

For three
days, I was crying.

They gave me pain killers.

The doctor said it was stress.

But I knew it was
something more.

She was so obsessed
with the old world.

All this superstition.

She said it was for protection.

She had her reasons.

What do you mean?

I'll take this downstairs.

There was a connection between
what was going on and my grandma.

There was something no
one wanted to talk about.

What are you doing?

My anxiety's worse. It was
just misery the whole time.

I was absolutely terrified of
everything that was happening.

I just keep asking
myself, why me?

You ready
to work on it?

I just got to grab my mail.

Are you okay?

What's with you lately?

I never told friends.

Ever.

I worried about people
thinking I'm crazy.

I was afraid that no one was going
to believe what was happening to me.

Then, came the worst of it.

That's when the real scary
thing started happening.

No one could hear me and that's when
I was like, "I'm done, I'm done."

Okay, thank you.

I definitely wanna sage because I always
tend to find that when I talk about it,

it's listening.

They say that doors
are portals to like,

ghosts or spirits, so I
always sage all the doors.

And then I start just
saging the house.

For me, I feel safe doing this.

I would be crying every day,

looking for forums,
looking for answers.

I wanted to make it stop.

I had big hopes in the future, but
this was threatening to get in the way.

I went to see six neurologists.

I saw three psychiatrists.

Four pain management doctors.

And none of them could tell
me what was happening to me.

None.

I went to a medium and
she gave me some candles.

My grandma was always burning candles
and I really believed it would work.

My first psychic
helped a little.

Like, a week later,
everything is gone.

It stopped.

And I was so surprised
it actually worked.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello.

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

It scared the hell out of me
to the point where I ran out.

Experiencing these
encounters, as a student,

were making my studies
really difficult.

You okay?

Yeah.

Rachel and Steve are
having a party tonight.

Why don't you come?

I don't know.

You have to come.

Okay.

I just wanted so badly to
have a normal student life.

I know!

It burns!

Help, help!

Help!

I didn't know what to do.

I was so desperate to find help.

I lost
a lot of friends.

I was doing really
bad at school.

I felt so alone on campus.

Claudia!

You don't understand.
Okay? No one understands.

You can't just run home every
time you have a little problem.

I just need to come home and
take a break once in a while!

Don't you want me here?

- It's not that...
- Well, whatever then!

Oi!

My grandma, her passing away
was a really scary thing for me

because I felt like I had no one
to tell this kind of thing to.

Help, please help me!

Help, please, somebody help!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

I can't...

I saw my
body drenched in blood.

You could see a lot of stab
wounds, and I was bleeding out.

And that freaked me out.

I didn't wanna go
into the psych ward.

The doctor said it
was psychosomatic

because of all the stress
I was going through.

But, no, this was actually
something beyond my understanding.

- Be patient.
- It's been years already.

I hate it, I have no life.

- It will get better.
- How can you know that?

- I don't wanna talk about this anymore!
- About what though?

I know there is something
you are not telling me.

There was something no
one wanted to talk about.

That there was
something going on.

But our family's very hush-hush,
"Let's not talk about this."

It was coming for me.

I didn't know what to
do, but I needed answers.

Your grandmother never
let that thing go.

I don't remember one day she
didn't have it in her hand.

Praying for protection.

From what?

Tia?

Please tell me.

Maybe it's time you knew.

My aunt looked at me
and she, like, looked scared.

And that's when I
learned everything.

Years ago when my grandma was a
little girl, there was a witch.

My grandma kept seeing stuff, that,
like, you would see at a witch's house.

Like chickens without
their heads, blood.

She was insane, and
would torture children.

She was burning
children and burying them alive.

She would sacrifice
babies to the devil.

You would always hear
babies crying and screaming,

but the one time that my
grandma actually stepped in

was when she saw the witch put a baby
in the fire and it was starting to burn.

And so my grandma took
the baby away from her.

There is a curse in my family.

Claudia, back to bed!

Get out!

It attached
to my grandmother.

Be careful. It knows you.

And now to me.

When I found out what it was,
this secret, everything clicked.

It's passed down from
your grandmother to you.

It wants you.

You're the youngest.

Why didn't you ever tell me?

You give it strength
when you speak of it.

What do I do?

You fight.

It ends today. This was a
huge turning point for me.

I decided to start
fighting back.

My aunt told me, "You can heal
yourself, you can protect yourself."

And she said that, "I'm gonna give you
the tools, so you can protect yourself."

She would light candles and
pray with me for protection.

She literally gave
me all of these oils

and she actually taught
me how to use them

and how to do the rituals and she
said, "You can protect yourself."

I am safe. I am
protected. I am loved.

My higher spirits are always with me and
guiding me towards a place of abundance.

And love. And joy.

Nobody can steal my peace.

I am safe.

I am protected.

I am loved.

My higher spirits
are always with me.

Guiding me towards a
place of abundance.

And love. And joy.

Nobody can steal my peace.

After all these years,
I know what to do now.

This is when I need protection and guidance
so I'll take my protection and guidance oil.

I just drop like two or one

droplets and then I put
it on here and then I say,

I honor you. I value you.

I love you. I protect you.

And that's it.

When you're dealing with things that are
paranormal, it's a whole different beast.

It comes with so
much more trauma.

I have constant PTSD.
Constant anxiety.

Sleep with nightlights, I
do the rituals every day.

My family's very
supportive of me.

They can see the difference now
than I was like, a few years back.

If I see anything happening, I
just know how to deal with it

in a much better
way than I used to.

I think I've become a better
psychologist because of this experience.

I never know if it's
gonna get worse,

how long this is gonna last
and what else is to come.

And I'm worried who it's
gonna attach to next.

I'm hoping it just dies with me.

"Keep us protected,
keep us safe."

Because that's a big thing
for me is being safe.

Because, honestly, there was a
time where I really felt unsafe.

Very frightened, very scared.

Full of fear, so that's
the main intention I say.

Getting my story out there is really
important because whatever the world

wants to think about me, I don't
care because, I don't let this entity

feed off my fear.

And I'm hoping others
will learn that as well.

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