Within The Mist

A towering stone mansion on a quiet Cleveland street, its turrets piercing the night sky. Built for prosperity, it became a monument to grief. Doors slam without a soul in sight. Footsteps echo down empty halls. A woman in black weeps in the shadows, and the cries of children who never grew old pierce the silence. This is Franklin Castle—Ohio's most infamous haunted house. Tonight, Gary & GoldieAnn peel back the layers of documented tragedy, eyewitness terror, and chilling investigations. Are these walls holding restless spirits... or something far worse? Lock your doors, turn down the lights... and step Within The Mist.

On a silent summer night in 1977, a massive radio telescope in Ohio scans the stars, listening for the impossible. Then, out of the cosmic static, something arrives. A signal so strong, so precise, so wrong that it stops a scientist in his tracks. He grabs a red pen, circles the data, and scrawls one word: 'Wow!'Was this mankind’s first contact with alien intelligence or the universe playing a cruel trick? Today, join Gary & GoldieAnn as we listen Within the Mists of the stars for the Wow! Signal – the most tantalizing possible real proof for extraterrestrial contact ever recorded. The stars are calling.

Driving alone on a deserted New Mexico road after midnight, the headlights cut through the darkness, but something steps into the beam ahead. At first, it looks like a shifting black lump... writhing, growing, shrinking. Then it becomes her—a woman at the crossroads. You swerve. Your heart hammers. And in that moment, you know: someone close to you is about to die.Join Gary & GoldieAnn today as we drive Within the Mists of New Mexico to unravel the legend of La Mala Hora—the Evil Hour—feared in New Mexico more than the Devil himself. Watch the crossroads with us... if you dare."

Deep in the heart of the Brazilian Amazon, the trees swallow the sunlight, and every shadow seems alive... and something ancient stirs. A creature so foul-smelling it turns the air to poison. So powerful it uproots trees with a single swipe. So terrifying that hardened hunters flee at its roar. Is it mere legend... or a survivor from the Ice Age, still walking among us? Today, join us as we dive within the mists of the Amazon to discover the Mapinguari – a beast that defies bullets, devours men, and may be far older than the forest itself. Stay close... and whatever you do, don't go hunting on a Sunday.

Up a dark mountain road at dusk, there is snow covering the evergreens. Headlights cut through the fog on the long and lonely road. Then... you see it: a cattle guard rattling under your tires. Drivers ahead of you suddenly fling open their car doors – just for a second – before speeding on. They’re not crazy. They’re paying tribute because something lives under that grate on Bogus Basin Road. Something ancient. Something that rides with you to the ski slopes... or punishes those who refuse. Join Gary & GoldieAnn today as we travel Within the Mists of Idaho to bring you the true tale of the Bogus Basin trolls. Buckle up. And whatever you do... open the door.

Drifting through the misty cypress trees of Caddo Lake, Louisiana, at dusk. The water is still... too still. Then something massive breaks the surface – dark, 18 to 20 feet long, wide as a car top, gliding silently like a living shadow. Fishermen swear it wasn't a boat. In the spring of 1969, this wasn't a campfire story. It was front-page news in the Shreveport Times. Locals named her Cypress Cindy. And today, join Gary and GoldieAnn as they go deeper Within the Mists of Louisiana and into the documented encounters that had an entire Louisiana-Texas border community on edge. This is no myth... this is what they reported. Stay tuned... if you dare.

It’s 1970 and Japan is still rebuilding from the scars of war. Deep in the misty Chugoku Mountains of Hiroshima Prefecture, on a lonely road hugging the edge of Mount Hiba, a truck driver is heading home under a blood-red sunset. His headlights cut through the fog… and something steps out. This is no bear nor is it a man but rather a hulking, ape-like shadow – five feet tall, covered in dark bristly fur, with glaring intelligent eyes that lock onto his. It crosses the road in two heart-stopping seconds and vanishes into the trees. He slams the brakes when the stench hits him – rotting meat and wet earth. That night, he tells anyone who’ll listen so that within weeks, the entire region is gripped by “Hibagon fever.”For five years, the Bigfoot of Hiroshima – the creature locals named the Hibagon – haunted these mountains. It never hurt a soul… but it refused to stay hidden.Today, join us as we drive within the mists of Japan to relive the true encounters that terrified a people… and left a mystery that cryptid hunters are still chasing fifty years later.

A sweltering Manila jail cell in 1953 is home to a teenage girl alone on a concrete floor. Suddenly she screams—a raw, animal sound that echoes off the walls. Fresh, human bite marks rip open on her neck and hands… but no one is touching her. Doctors stand inches away, holding her arms down, and watch the teeth impressions appear in real time. Blood wells under the skin. The bites keep coming. This isn’t a horror movie. This is the case of Clarita Villanueva—one of the most documented and witnessed alleged demonic possessions in modern history. Over a hundred medical professionals, reporters, and even the Mayor of Manila saw it with their own eyes. Tonight, join us as Gary & GoldieAnn as they go Within the Mists of the Philippines jail, into the examinations, and into the final exorcism that made headlines around the world. Stay with us… if you risk being bitten by the unseen – The Possession of Clarita Villanueva.

A bright May afternoon in 1973 on the peaceful Isle of Wight. Two seven-year-old kids are playing by a quiet stream near Lake Common in Sandown of Wight, England. Then… a sound disturbs the peaceful setting. Not a bird. Not a car. A high, unearthly wailing… like an ambulance. They follow it across an old footbridge… and what emerges from the reeds isn’t a person. It’s something that looks like a clown crossed with a robot. Tall. Silent. Friendly in the most terrifying way. This isn’t a Stephen King book. This is the only documented encounter with the being who called himself… Sam. Join us today as we wander within the mists of England to tell you the full story from the British UFO Research Association files… you’ll never look at a clown the same way again after meeting Sam the Sandown Clown.