Some stories were never supposed to be told.

Stories that exist in the twilight, between science and the supernatural,

between history and horror. Stories that speak of terrifying things, stories that you

want to hear, stories that you need to hear, stories that will sink their teeth in, and never

let you go.

My name is Mike Brown, and this is Pleasing Terror's.

Pleasing Terror's Episode 46, The Descent, Part 3, Lost.

During the unrest that followed the assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., in April

1968, the power went out across Baltimore's Poppleton neighborhood. In the darkness

that followed, residents noticed what they later described as strange lights, flickering in the

windows of the narrow brick house at 203 North Amity Street. The rest of the block lay in shadow, yet that one house seemed to glow intermittently,

as if by candlelight, or some dim electric pulse that refused to die.

Police were called to investigate.

They too saw the lights, but when they knocked on the door,

no one answered. The building was locked, but a pale glow seemed to travel from room to room.

Unwilling to break down the door, amid the citywide turmoil, the police withdrew.

Those gathered outside, continued to watch the light

through the rest of the night, until it faded just before dawn. The police returned later that

morning with the caretaker, and he unlocked the house and let them search each room. Nothing had been disturbed. There was no sign

that anyone had been present when the strange lights moved within and the chaos raged outside.

In the years that followed, stories about the house spread through Poppleton. Residents began to avoid it,

saying that the front door sometimes opened on its own, or that voices could be heard

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