Scary Ghost Stories

The Boxcar That Rolled Itself Into a Locked Spur at NightA fifty-three-foot steel boxcar with no locomotive, no lights, and no crew rolled slowly into a decommissioned spur that had been physically cut off for eleven years. The switch sealing Track Nine was still bolted and rusted, the car’s reporting mark matched a unit supposedly scrapped years earlier, and the paper trail ends with a dissolved company - so how did MFCX 4418 get there?In this episode, we tell the sequence of events from the 10:11 p.m. sighting to the initial investigations, following eyewitness accounts, on-scene photographs, and corporate records to trace what happened and why one detail remains unexplained.Person: Edward TatePerson: Diane DixonEvent: MFCX 4418 resting against buffer stop on Track NineDate: early September (Thursday night; 10:11 p.m.; 11:14 p.m. 911 call; 11:40 p.m. supervisor call)Location: Maren Falls freight yard, Track Nine- Boots the dog refused to move at 10:11 p.m., prompting Edward Tate to stop and observe the yard.- Track Nine had been decommissioned and physically cut off from active lines for eleven years.- The switch sealing Track Nine, Switch 9-Alpha, required a bar-and-bolt assembly and two-person sign-off and showed no fresh tool marks.- The boxcar stencil read MFCX 4418, a Maren Falls Central reporting mark and four-digit identifier.- Brightline Asset Recovery, LLC claimed the car from a Findlay scrapyard but had been administratively dissolved seven years before the incident.To listen to this podcast ad-free and access premium episodes, try our subscription with a 14-day free trial at obomedia.com.© 2026 OBOMEDIA. All rights reserved.This episode and its content (audio, text, and related materials) are the exclusive property of OBOMEDIA and are protected by applicable copyright laws. Reproduction, distribution, editing, or commercial use, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from OBOMEDIA is prohibited. For permissions, licensing, and business inquiries: [email protected].

She Pulls a Spotless Bell Plate From the Mud: The Harwick Hall MysteryA woman fishing Caldwell Creek finds a spotless brass plate, four inches by six, with a push-button engraved MATRON - unchanged by mud, screws still threaded, as if placed that morning rather than buried for decades. The plate ties directly to a sealed dormitory at Harwick Academy where a fourteen-year-old, Cora Simms, died in 1987 after an over-administered sedative; why was a matron's bell lost to the creek only to reappear in 2011?In this episode, we follow the discovery on August 6, 2011, and the documents and memories that connect the plate to Harwick Academy, the dormitory, the matron's alcove and the unresolved questions about Cora Simms' death and the missing records that left her family without answers.Person: Heather CollinsDate: August 6, 2011Location: Caldwell Creek / Harwick AcademyPerson: Cora SimmsDate: August 14, 1987- The brass plate measured 4 inches by 6 inches with a central push-button and the engraved word MATRON.- Heather Collins had fished the same stretch of Caldwell Creek for 20 years before finding the plate.- Harwick Academy operated from 1922 and Harwick Academy survived a 1961 fire; the school closed permanently on August 14, 1987.- Cora Simms was 14 years old when she died in the Harwick Academy dormitory in the summer of 1987; her death certificate lists a cardiac event.- Administrator Walt Greer removed every school record from September 1986 through closure before leaving Tennessee.To listen to this podcast ad-free and access premium episodes, try our subscription with a 14-day free trial at obomedia.com.© 2026 OBOMEDIA. All rights reserved.This episode and its content (audio, text, and related materials) are the exclusive property of OBOMEDIA and are protected by applicable copyright laws. Reproduction, distribution, editing, or commercial use, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from OBOMEDIA is prohibited. For permissions, licensing, and business inquiries: [email protected].

The Lobster Boat That Froze in July: Missing Hours at SeaA lobster boat found with its lower eighteen inches encased in solid ice on July 11, 2009 - in sixty-one degree air and harbor water above fifty-eight degrees - promises a chill that logic can't explain. A GPS log holds one buried detail no one has accounted for; what did two crewmembers lose from their day at sea?In this episode, we walk through the documented events surrounding the Maren K., the two people aboard who recalled almost nothing, and the physical evidence on the boat and in the harbor - leading to the unanswered question that has haunted the town.Person: Beverly CrawfordPerson: Walt OgrenDate: July 9, 2009Location: Slip Fourteen, Harwick, MaineEvent: Boat hull frozen in July- The Maren K. had the bottom eighteen inches of its hull encased in solid ice when found on July 11, 2009.- Air temperature at discovery was sixty-one degrees and harbor water had not dropped below fifty-eight degrees all summer.- The Maren K. had been sitting in its slip for thirty-six to forty hours with no reported touching or unusual reports.- Beverly Crawford, age twenty-four, remembered being on the water at approximately 9:30 AM but had no memory from then until about 8:00 PM.- A plate of ice roughly four feet across spread across the water at the boat's bow.To listen to this podcast ad-free and access premium episodes, try our subscription with a 14-day free trial at obomedia.com.© 2026 OBOMEDIA. All rights reserved.This episode and its content (audio, text, and related materials) are the exclusive property of OBOMEDIA and are protected by applicable copyright laws. Reproduction, distribution, editing, or commercial use, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from OBOMEDIA is prohibited. For permissions, licensing, and business inquiries: [email protected].

The Fire That Lit Itself: Inside the Walk of No FootprintsCold ash at 8:31 PM, a steady eight-inch flame found ten hours later, and an ash ring with literally no footprints - what could build a fire eleven miles from pavement without a single human trace? This episode centers on one unnerving case where precision evidence points to something impossible: a man capable of complex, coordinated action with no memory, and a campsite that refuses ordinary explanation.In this episode, we lay out the timeline, the key people, and the forensic details that frame the mystery, from the initial inspection to the discovery of a second, pristine campsite; what do these facts add up to?Date: June 2019Person: Jason Jones, age 48Location: Dunbar Creek backcountry, campsite elevenCondition: non-REM parasomnia (task-capable variant)Discovery time: fire photographed at 7:10 AM, ash checked at 8:31 PM previous evening- Ash at campsite eleven was cold at 8:31 PM and a burning fire about eight inches high was photographed ten hours and thirty-nine minutes later.- The fire was built in a neat log-cabin stack inside an ash ring with no footprints, drag marks, or disturbance of any kind.- The site is eleven miles from the nearest pavement and a weather station nine miles northeast recorded dead calm since 11:00 PM the night before.- Jason Jones had volunteered every Tuesday at Harwick Food Bank for eleven years and had a routine of solo June camping trips; he sent a normal "headed in, back Thursday" text at 2:47 PM the last Sunday.- Dr. Ann Fowler documented two prior task-capable non-REM parasomnia episodes for Jason: driving and parking his truck four blocks, and cooking a full meal and washing dishes, with no memory upon waking.To listen to this podcast ad-free and access premium episodes, try our subscription with a 14-day free trial at obomedia.com.© 2026 OBOMEDIA. All rights reserved.This episode and its content (audio, text, and related materials) are the exclusive property of OBOMEDIA and are protected by applicable copyright laws. Reproduction, distribution, editing, or commercial use, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from OBOMEDIA is prohibited. For permissions, licensing, and business inquiries: [email protected].

The Dead Line: Why a Disconnected Motel Phone Ended a Man's TraceA dead phone line, a handset dug from desert scrub with bare copper wire, and a room whose telephone had been electrically dead for months - yet someone called it at 11:51 p.m. Two men with meticulous routines, a sealed civil settlement, and nine days that end with one man vanishing; what single call may have become the last verifiable trace of a life?In this episode, we present a documented account of Frank Stevens's final nine days in the Nevada desert, the disconnected motel phone from Room 9, and the intersecting records that place another man, Kevin Marsh, in the background. How did a line that should not have worked become the pivotal moment before a man ceased to exist?Person: Frank StevensDate: May 3-15, 2011Location: Painted Crest Motor Inn, Room 9; desert off Route 93; Elko, Crane StreetPerson: Kevin MarshEvent: Incoming call logged at 11:49 p.m., May 12; phone answered at 11:51 p.m.- Frank Stevens checked into Room 9 on May 3, 2011, paying $42 per night in cash and giving a UPS Store Barstow forwarding address.- The motel's paper call log shows "11:49 p.m. Room nine Incoming" written by Noel Pacheco; the call rang again at 11:51 p.m. and was answered by Frank.- The physical handset was found on May 13 at 6:40 a.m. in desert scrub off Route 93 with the cord attached and bare copper wire at the tip.- The Room 9 telephone line had been electrically dead since at least the previous autumn; a technician later found a splice held together by dried, separated electrical tape.- Frank Stevens had worked six years as a field calibration technician and had not missed his weekly Thursday call to his sister Tina prior to this trip.To listen to this podcast ad-free and access premium episodes, try our subscription with a 14-day free trial at obomedia.com.© 2026 OBOMEDIA. All rights reserved.This episode and its content (audio, text, and related materials) are the exclusive property of OBOMEDIA and are protected by applicable copyright laws. Reproduction, distribution, editing, or commercial use, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from OBOMEDIA is prohibited. For permissions, licensing, and business inquiries: [email protected].