Previously on Bear Brook.

I believe it was Keith said that he found a barrel just out in the woods.

You know, there was a barrel out there.

The barrel was on the ground and there was a bag.

And when I opened the bag, well, the decomposed face was looking right at me.

The next thing I know, the town's getting together to put a headstone on these bodies.

Where, who are these people?

When I picked up the Allen's town case, I was trying to almost walk through their footsteps,

and that's when I came across the barrel.

When I looked at it, I said, this does not look good.

For Feentown, New Hampshire.

It was 300 feet away when the Morgan's son, Jesse, and his friends pushed over the first barrel in the summer of 1985.

It was there later that year when a hunter saw the bodies and called the police.

It was there 100 yards away as detectives searched in vain for clues about the first two victims.

And it was there when detectives left, when the case went cold and people started to forget.

It sat there as Jesse Morgan grew up and left the trailer park for college.

As Ron Montpleasure, the officer who found the first barrel, neared his retirement.

It sat there through 15 New Hampshire winters.

The blue paint slowly turning brown with rust.

It sat there until State Trooper John Cody spotted it late one spring afternoon as dusk was settling in.

The first thing going through my mind, do we have a dump site here?

Is somebody using this area to dump the bodies of people that they've killed?

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