Eli Roth Presents: A Ghost Ruined My Life (2021–…): Season 1, Episode 5 - The Hell Hound - full transcript

I'm Eli Roth.

I've spent my life
telling horror stories.

But imagine if those
stories were real

and suddenly you find
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.

I'll show you my room where
some of the activity happened.

I lost weight I mean...
my heart would be pounding



when I would go to bed and I was
taking melatonin and another sleep aid,

I was taking probably
more than I should have,

but I just, it really didn't
make that much of a difference,

I just felt total fear to
get in bed every night.

Oh boy.

I wanna tell my story because I know
that what I went through was real.

Something was really after me.

And I was on the verge of
having a nervous breakdown

or having to be
put in a hospital.

I really wasn't that far off.

I did live a pretty carefree
life. I knew right and wrong.

I just didn't do what
I knew was right.

I didn't seem it like a
big deal at that time.

And that's kind of where my
life hit a turning point.



Hey, you're trying to drown
yourself? Slow down, man.

Why? What else am I here for? This
is what life is for, bro! Whoo-hoo!

I gotta piss like a race horse.

Line up some more shots.

The whole near-death
experience maybe lasted

anywhere between 30
seconds to a minute.

I was dead and then I awoke.

It really forced me to kind of just
look at the mistake I made, 'cause...

I mean there's not a bigger
eye-opener than that.

I moved in with my
grandpa in Suffolk County

and it was an opportunity
to make my life easier

and it was an opportunity
to help my grandpa

'cause, you know,
he was at an age

where it was best for
him not to be alone.

You know, I felt happy
to move in with him,

this was a place where
I was comfortable at.

Hey Grandpa Lou.

Welcome to the boondocks, kiddo.

Let me show you
the guest bedroom.

I remember where it is, Gramps.

I figure I could...
you know help out.

Do some cooking, some
cleaning, whatever you need.

I can be like your butler.

I bet you always
wanted a butler, uh?

So, anything you want
done first? Just name it.

Think we can go visit
your grandmother?

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
for sure. Of course.

She always loved it
when you would visit.

She'd be so glad to hear that
you're coming to stay for a while.

Yeah.

You okay, kiddo?

Yeah, I'm fine, I...

You all finished?

Do you remember any of it?

Any of what?

That night when you fell.

I mean, technically
you were dead for...

No, I don't remember. And
I really don't want to.

Ah! Your grandmother
always said,

you should always
have somebody around.

I mean, it's good to
have companionship.

Looking back, it
was kind of like a warning

before a volcano
erupts, but I missed it.

This vibration in
the air felt...

It felt just like the
slightest bit of pressure.

Almost like when you have
two magnets that are opposite

and are pushing
against each other.

I can't compare it
to anything else.

But it's something you feel
and you know it's there.

Doug.

Why this was happening, or whatever
this wanted at that moment?

I had no idea.

You know I never imagined it
would get as bad as it did.

I can't see anybody
but I can hear voices

and I don't know who they are.

And at that point,
I realized that

I had a rough road ahead of me.

Coffee.

Sleep well, kiddo?

I... I slept like a baby.

Hello?

Somebody there?

Doug.

Oh! Oh kiddo, it's just me.

Sorry Gramps. I
don't know, I...

it's something in
the woods, I think.

You ever hear anything
out there? Like an animal?

In those woods?

Dougie, the most dangerous
animal in those woods

is a wild turkey.
C'mon, Yankee game on.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Gramps? Something wrong?

You okay?

Gramps? You okay?

Uh?

You need something?

Why did you get up?

I didn't. I didn't get up.

Black dog at your door.

Alright, Pops,
back to dreamland.

Ah!

I think
whatever this was,

was trying to show me that "Hey,
I've got physical strength, I'm here,

I'm following you and
I'm watching you".

And I remember at
that point thinking,

"Wow, this thing is doing whatever
it can to try to scare me."

And I never imagined it would
get as bad as it did, you know.

And when things got bad I never
imagined that they would get better.

We are in between
worlds when we sleep.

I would dread going
to bed every night.

I physically could
not fall asleep.

And I remember thinking,
"If this keeps happening

I'm not gonna make it more
than a couple of nights."

To me that was worse than
the lack of physical sleep,

the fear took its
toll much more.

Morning,
you're up early.

Yeah I... I couldn't
sleep for some reason.

You didn't sleep at all?

Yeah.

Hey, you remember getting
up last night at all?

Nope.

I could have sworn I heard you
up and down the hall last night.

Not me.

But you remember telling me you saw
a black dog in the house, right?

What's the plan for today?

Not much,
maybe take a nap later.

Think if we go visit
my cousin Jerry?

Visiting a cemetery I would
just look at it and...

I guess I feel a
little bit fearful.

I'd feel a little bit uneasy.

Jerry was a good man.

He had more friends than
anybody I ever knew.

He was the one that first
introduced me to your grandmother.

Do you remember meeting Jerry?

You would have been just a kid.

No, I don't... I don't remember.

Okay, let's go.

Turn around,

turn around.

Get lost!

Get!

Maybe you can get some shuteye
when you get back to the house.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's not a bad idea.

I, I just...

Oh!

You okay, Doug?

Yeah.

When I heard that voice
saying "turn around,"

my heart just dropped.

I really drove myself
crazy trying to think,

"What is this? Why
is it happening?"

I just thought it's trying
to tell me something.

I'm right here, turn around.

And it was saying it maliciously,
that's how I take it.

Boo.

Seriously, Gramps,

have you ever felt
anything in the house?

Like something's watching you?

Son,

you think you need
to see a shrink,

talk to somebody about this?

No. No, Gramps. Nevermind.

Okay.

That was very real.

That's when it hit me that
the house wasn't haunted,

it was me.

If I could move out and that was a
fix, I would easily have done it.

I don't think I could
have gone anywhere.

And would have been
able to escape it.

I just... I felt like I had
no choice but to deal with it.

I never imagined I would be
literally terrified to get into bed.

My heart would pound.

Physically I could
feel my heart pounding.

There's not a fear
like it, really.

I realized something
was following me.

It was mentally and
physically exhausting.

I just had this uneasy
feeling like something bad

was currently happening
or about to happen.

Turn around.

You know
I'm coming for you...

Coming for you.

Why is this
happening to me? Why?

This wasn't something that I
could just brush off and let go.

I think it wanted to
either break my will

where I did something drastic
or had to be hospitalized.

Whatever it was just wanted to
torment me for whatever reason.

It was almost like
it was enjoying it.

I felt something that
resembled an animal

and it wasn't until it
got right up to my face

that I thought to myself, "this
feels exactly like a dog."

I mean it even
sniffed like a dog.

That's what it felt like basically
right in front of my face.

I think it wanted
to feed off of fear,

I refuse to believe
that I'm helpless

and there has to be
something that I can do.

I was online and I was desperate
to try to find some kind of answer,

some kind of solution
to what was going on.

And I looked up
supernatural and black dog

and there's mythology that
it's called the Hell Hound.

It's a bad omen, it's not good.

And to me, that scared me
because it wasn't just...

it wasn't just a
person after me,

it seemed to be
more than one thing,

but I couldn't come up
with anything concrete

that was an answer, I really...
all I could do was speculate.

Doug...

Doug...

Doug. Doug.

Yeah?

Doug...

Doug...

Turn around.

Turn around...

turn around...

Turn around.

I did turn around!

What do you want from me?

Answer me!

Join us.

While I'm sleeping
and when I'm by myself

pretty much is when most of
it happens and so I'd say here

and especially at
night it definitely...

it kicks up more,
definitely at night.

That seems to be
the witching hour.

Maybe there's some
kind of connection

to when we're asleep that whatever
it is, try to find its way into.

Really as soon as I would lay
down I would feel just steps

like that coming up,

something would just
kind of prance around

and I'd feel it around my
pillow, around my head.

I was never a really
religious person

but this is like a
Saint Michael medallion

and this is a crucifix.

Sometimes I would hold it and
it seemed to make a difference.

Once I realized that whatever
it was was following me...

it's a physical
terror, it's just...

there's really nothing
that's as scary.

Nothing seemed
off-limits at this point,

anything seemed possible.

Doug Walter?

The thing that jumps
out from your email

was what happened to
you at the nightclub.

Did the doctors tell you how
long you were technically dead?

One minute, they told me.

No signs of life.

Have you been to any funerals
since then or cemeteries.

Cemeteries, a lot.

Why?

I... I bring my
Gramps, I mean...

he visits his friends and
family that are gone now.

Do you think you can
get something on camera?

Something visual.

Do you think that that would
be seen as provoking it?

It's a risk, definitely.

But you might need to provoke
it to get some answers.

This one here is just a
light streak that flies by.

This is like 6:30
in the morning.

See right in that
bottom right corner?

Okay, this one... hold on, I just...
this was the first clip I saw.

Here we go.

- What is that?
- It's like a strobing

Now this is
while I'm sleeping.

Just look at the
bottom by my feet,

you don't really see anything.

Looks like something
was pulling the blanket.

I just remember thinking
this is like something

out of a book or a
movie but it's not.

This is my life
right here right now.

Knowing something was present,

I felt so scared like I
wanted to tell the whole world

and I'm not really a talker

but I felt like I
wanted everyone to know

what was happening to me,
that's how scary it was.

See? It's real.

I never doubted it was real.

Let's just figure
out what it wants

so I can give it up
and put an end to this.

You do not want to do that.

Why not?

If you didn't understand this
before, understand it now.

You're in a fight
with something evil,

so you need to fight back.

If you give it what it
wants, then it wins.

You need to figure out what this
thing doesn't want you to do

and then that's
exactly what you do.

That's how you fight back.

Oh, crap.

Grampa, help!

Help me!

Doug...

Join us...

Join us...

Join us, join us.

That's what they want.

What? Doug, you fell.

They had me but then I got away,

now they want me to
go back with them.

They want me to turn around,

want me to go back
to being dead.

Doug, sit up, you're
not going anywhere.

I'll get you some water.

I need to stay here.

I need to choose life.

After that night's
near dead experience

some door got opened up.

When I went to the
cemetery with my grandpa,

death recognized me.

Whatever was chasing me, I...

I think it was just maybe death.

Or maybe I wasn't
running from something,

maybe I was running
to somewhere,

maybe being in between worlds.

I really can't say.

If I had to take a
guess, I don't...

I think I was just
trying to escape death.

I refuse to believe
that I'm helpless

and there has to be
something that I can do.

So as this was escalating

I'm desperate to
try to make it stop

and I've heard of
sage and holy water

and putting a line
of salt around my bed

and I tried anything
and everything.

I was desperate to try
to make this go away.

It's been seven months
since this began

and I don't know if these
entities will ever go away

but for me, I made the decision

that I'm gonna live
my life anyway.

I think you had mentioned
that you've worried about

like this kind of attaching
itself to, you know,

other people that you
talk to about that.

Is that something you see as
potentially as a concern for us?

It's possible, I mean
especially when you,

in your mind you believe
and acknowledge it,

I think maybe when
you leave here,

maybe just kind
of have something,

whatever faith you have to
try to just protect you.

I'll go to bed at night
still and close my eyes

and I'll just feel
something moving around

or feel something just kind
of swatting at my face.

I still feel it every night.

I don't know if I'll ever
have sleep like I used to.

Death doesn't think I
belong here but I do.

You can't have me.

Dougie.

Coming, Gramps.

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