John B. Allen (MrBallen)

And so he goes and he tells his daughters like, okay, I'm here, I'm gonna go check the house.

Okay, you stay here, I'll go check it out.

And I'll talk to you guys.

And so he goes to his house

He goes inside and he searches his whole house and there's nobody there.

He goes into the basement and sure enough, written on the wall, it does say, I'm in your closet, come find me, but it's written in ketchup.

Like it's someone put it there, but you know, his first thought is my daughter's clearly put it there.

You know, they're the ones sort of playing into this delusion here.

This is like a really unhealthy thing they've done.

And now they're like, you know, acting out this whole thing with the neighbor and it's becoming this big drama.

Like this is clearly some huge, you know, grief response.

And so he leaves the house not concerned in the least that this is like a real problem.

He's thinking, this is an issue of my daughters.

Like my daughters are struggling here and they need professional help.

And so he comes back over to the neighbor's house and he tells his girls like, look, I know you're dealing with some tough stuff here, but you know, enough is enough.

We're gonna start grief therapy like literally tomorrow.

And the girls, you know, they did experience what they just experienced, and they don't even know what to make of it.

I mean, now it's really gone from, you know, this sort of tapping sound in the house to something very concrete, like almost a threatening message left that clearly was designed for them to find.

But their dad doesn't believe them.

They feel trapped.