It's now time for just the terror with Nick Guerra.

Piano games. I've never lived in a haunted house, but my mother did as a teen. Other houses on her street

had strange things going on too. A few homes away from her lived a man in his family. One night one of his daughters went to bed with a bad headache.

The next day she was dead. She passed away from an aneurysm.

After the funeral, the family went away to get their minds off of the tragedy

the father asked my uncle my mom's brother to check on their pets

My mom and dad they were dating dating then, went with my uncle.

My mother had heard there was a grand piano, she wanted to play it, and my dad was studying to be a veterinarian.

After entering the house, my uncle and my father headed to the basement to see the animals, and my mother went to the piano on the ground floor.

She was playing it when she felt something brush her ankles.

She thought a cat must have left the basement and walked past her. She kept playing, and she felt it again. She looked under the piano and saw nothing. When she started again, she felt hands clasped her legs and grabbed them tightly.

She dashed to the basement door, called my uncle and father, and waited for them.

When they all walked outside, my uncle could tell my mom was rattled and asked what was wrong.

She told him what had happened, and he turned white.

He told her the daughter who died, used to play a game with her father.

When he'd play the piano, she'd crawl underneath, grab his ankles, and push his feet

up and down on the pedals. A cryptid's cousin, the following happened in Vador, Texas on June 20, 2000, around 1 a.m.

I just got off from work and was headed east.

The road I took was just one of those back roads of Texas.

At times, you have to watch out because cattle might be out on the road.

Also on this road there's a sudden 90 degree turn. No one else was on the road.

Out of nowhere I saw a red glow from eyes up ahead of my lane.

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