Aaron Mahnke

Father, she said, and then added, it's me, Mary Roth.

Mr. and Mrs. Roth were understandably full of mixed emotions.

They'd spent the last 12 years getting over the loss of their daughter.

Mr. Roth had even gone to see a medium more than once, hoping for answers, or at least closure.

In one instance, the medium handed him a note, claiming it had been communicated to her by his dead daughter.

There was a lot of guilt there, obviously.

They had left their daughter alone for three whole days after all, and when they returned from their trip, she was dead.

They'd spent years getting over that.

Mary had been a joy and a challenge and a blessing all at the same time, but for over a decade she had been gone from their life.

Until now.

Mr. Roth went home that afternoon and told his wife what had happened.

At the same time, Dr. Stevens continued to ask Laurence questions to get to the root of her morbid role-playing.

But every answer just confused the spiritualist more.

This young woman was no longer Laurence Venom.

She was Mary Roth.

And Mary, it seems, wanted to go home.

She didn't recognize anyone in the Venom household at all.

They were strangers to her, so she asked them if she could go live with her parents at their house.

She wanted to return to the home that she knew and loved and asked continuously for days.

Finally, nearly a week after Mary's arrival, the Venoms relented, and they escorted their daughter out of the house, down the street, and up to the front door of their neighbors, the Roths.