In the 1970s, two young brothers were playing in their garden when they uncovered something unusual buried in the soil.

Soon, their family was haunted by strange, unexplainable events that eventually spread to others.

The chilling encounters remain unexplained but continue to capture curiosity decades later. Today, we explore

the mystery of the Hexham Heads. This is Red Web.

Welcome back Task Force to another episode of Red Web, the podcast all about unsolved mysteries,

true crime, and the unknown.

I'm your resident mystery enthusiast Trevor Collins and joining me hearing this case for

the very first time, Alfredo Diaz.

So we're talking about like curses and hexes and stuff like that as in like they've dug

something up and then now they're cursed.

That's so foul.

Yeah, it's like a little like landmine for these kids that are just hanging out in the garden.

Suddenly boom, a bomb of paranormal activity goes off.

Come on, man.

Like that's so unfortunate.

And I feel like it's something also that could happen to anybody.

All right.

Like, if you believe that's something that happens or, you know, there's hexes or curses or whatnot. And there are. You're just a kid being a kid. Okay. Well, hold on. And there are. I hope not. That's where I stand. Just be how many times have I climbed a tree or like gone somewhere I'm not supposed to as a kid or dug something up or turned over a rock or whatnot to find anything aside from just bugs is a little too much, right?

Even if it's like, oh, that's just a dead animal, that could be traumatizing, let alone like your body or a bunch of things that are cursed or whatnot. And then all of a sudden, like, how are you equipped to handle that? You're just a kid. Your parents aren't going to believe you. Other kids in schoolmen make fun of you. Yeah, dude, you're just out there touching grass. And that's why we here at the Task Force HQ, don't touch grass. We don't touch it. We live in our bunkers, and we look from afar, but stay in the nice, secure inside. Dude, I remember a little anecdote. I was a kid, like you said, climbing trees. I was with my cousin. One time I fell out of a tree chest first into the creek

and I got up out of it. I'm messy and muddy and everything. And my friend, or my cousin rather,

took a stick and pushed something over that I had landed on. There was a full saw blade in the creek

right under where I landed, right where my heart was. And I'm like, what in the final destination is this?

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