“THE TIME WARP OF SANTIAGO FLIGHT 513” and More Incredibly Dark Stories! #WeirdDarkness

“THE TIME WARP OF SANTIAGO FLIGHT 513” and More Incredibly Dark Stories! #WeirdDarkness

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IN THIS EPISODE: Help! Help! Oh, my God! Frank is murdering the whole family. Rouse the neighbors!” These cries from a terrified woman led to the story of several attempted murders – and a song that most have forgotten. (The 30th Street Murder) *** After a series of attacks on farm animals in Puerto Rico, numerous people reported sightings of the creature at fault. But the strange thing is that none of the reports seemed to match – as if each sighting was of a different unknown animal. (Chupacabra Shapeshifter) *** Behind his friendly demeanor lurked a deadly obsession with torture and murder. He soon earned the label, “The Butcher of Kansas City.” (Robert Berdella) *** Weirdo family member Chris Misulich tells the true story of him and his friends getting exactly what they asked for… and wishing they hadn’t. (Be Careful What You Wish For) *** Critics of the Santiago Flight 513 story insist it’s nothing more than an urban myth or an attempt to sell newspapers. But is there evidence to contradict their conclusions? (The Time Warp of Santiago Flight 513)

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Remember E=MC2? This was Einstein’s precursor to his General Theory of Relativity that describes how mass affects space and time, which are fundamentally interconnected. Stephen Hawking said, “It is a theory not only of curved space but of curved or warped time as well.” The big question that physicists have been pondering for decades is, can space and time warp so dramatically that certain points in time touch or overlap, making time travel possible? The story of Santiago Flight 513 is an intriguing tale that highlights our fascination with the idea of time warps.

I’m Darren Marlar and this is Weird Darkness.

Welcome, Weirdos – this is Weird Darkness. Here you’ll find stories of the paranormal, supernatural, legends, lore, crime, conspiracy, mysterious, macabre, unsolved and unexplained.

Coming up in this episode of Weird Darkness…

“Help! Help! Oh, my God! Frank is murdering the whole family. Rouse the neighbors!” These cries from a terrified woman led to the story of several attempted murders – and a song that most have forgotten.

After a series of attacks on farm animals in Puerto Rico, numerous people reported sightings of the creature at fault. But the strange thing is that none of the reports seemed to match – as if each sighting was of a different unknown animal.

Behind the friendly demeanor or Robert Berdella lurked a deadly obsession with torture and murder. He soon earned the label, “The Butcher of Kansas City.”

Weirdo family member Chris Misulich tells the true story of him and his friends getting exactly what they asked for… and wishing they hadn’t.

Critics of the Santiago Flight 513 story insist it’s nothing more than an urban myth or an attempt to sell newspapers. But is there evidence to contradict their conclusions?

While you’re listening, you might want to check out the Weird Darkness website. At WeirdDarkness.com you can sign up for the newsletter, you can find transcripts of the episodes, paranormal and horror audiobooks I’ve narrated, a 24/7 streaming video channel of horror movies and horror hosts, you can find my other podcast, “Church of the Undead”, plus you can visit the “Hope In The Darkness” page if you are struggling with depression, anxiety, or thoughts of suicide. And you can also shop the Weird Darkness store where all profits I receive go to support depression awareness and relief. You can find all of that and more at WeirdDarkness.com.

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Much has been written about air travel since it was first commercially available for holiday-makers. One enterprising newspaper reporter by the name of Irwin Fisher published “1950s Airliner Lands with 92 Skeletons on Board,” in the Weekly World News tabloid magazine on November 14, 1989.

Santiago Flight 513 departed from Aachen in what was then West Germany on September 4, 1954. On board the Lockheed Super Constellation were 88 passengers and four crew members. The flight was just another typical and routine trip between two cities. The passengers would have had no reason to think twice about it.

Somewhere over the Atlantic, though, something happened. The flight disappeared without a trace and never arrived at its destination. That was until October 12, 1989, when it made an approach to Port Alegre, circled the airport and made a successful landing. During 513’s descent, the crew neither made, nor acknowledged, contact with local air traffic controllers.

Unsure about the situation, airport authorities sent a team out to investigate. While the aircraft itself might have been less technologically advanced, it might not have looked totally out of place. However, the airline, Santiago, had ceased operating in 1956. More pressing questions took precedence over this one, though.

When security forces gained access to the plane, the reason for the lack of communication was immediately clear. Answering that mystery only opened a deeper and much more pertinent one. First responders came across the gruesome sight of 92 skeletons all sitting in their seats. The skeleton of Miguel Victor Cury, the captain, still had hold of the controls and the engines were still idling – something that can only be accomplished with the aircraft safely on the ground.

No sooner had the gruesome discovery been made, explanations and theories were proposed and debated. Among these was the rather obvious theory of a hoax or urban legend. At least one researcher into the realm of paranormal events went on record to declare that the only possible explanation that fits all of the reported details is that the aircraft utilized a time-warp. However, Dr. Celso Atello was unable to explain the reduction of all on board to a skeletal state. Nor could he adequately fathom how the skeleton-Captain could have possibly landed the plane.

Officials from the Brazilian government did investigate the circumstances of the flight but outright refused to be drawn on any conclusions or any aspects of the investigation as a whole. Aviation officials only confirmed that the aircraft appeared out of thin air and landed safely.

The debate over what happened took on a whole new outlook when the perceived secrecy behind the investigation angered many, including Dr. Atello. Researchers made numerous calls to the government and asked them to allow civilians to assist in the ongoing investigation. Other academics and dignitaries were quick to jump on the bandwagon and insisted that the public had a right to know what was going on. They felt that the government had a duty of care to actually ‘come clean’ and reveal what they knew.

Retired physics professor Roderigo de Manha believed that it was a crime against science to withhold any known information, no matter what it was. He stated, “If this plane did enter a time warp and there is evidence to prove it, the entire world should be told. Something like this could change the way we view our world and alter science as we know it.”

A counter-argument to this was that the government could reveal what many people considered to be the truth and risk an all-out panic, or they could keep quiet and risk involving themselves in a cover-up.

Critics of the Flight 513 story insist it’s nothing more than an urban myth or attempt to sell newspapers. However, there is a cherished place for our science fiction stories. Numerous popular books and movies about time warps such as Back to the Future or The Philadelphia Experiment, not to mention, great science fiction TV shows such as Star Trek, sparked the imaginations of many future scientists.

In countless cases, science fiction has become science fact. Atomic clocks have demonstrated the space-time relationship by showing how time speeds up the further away one moves from the center of the earth or large masses, like mountains. The reduction of gravitational force causes an atomic clock to run quicker. On the contrary, time slows down when traveling at a high speed. Scientists have also confirmed Einstein’s theory by observing how the sun warps space by seeing light or radio waves bend around it.

Some of the most spectacular scientific discoveries in history began with the seeds of wild fantasies and science-fiction. Is it really feasible that a transatlantic flight could take off in one generation and disappear for 35 years before it re-appears and lands safely with its dead crew aboard? Probably not. Perhaps time travel may never be a reality either. But within the stories like Flight 513, the imagination is an unbounded playground where one can take that trip through the proverbial wormhole. So, enjoy the journey.

Residents of West 30th Street, New York City, were startled on the night of October 26, 1858, by the cries of Elizabeth Carr, a servant of the Gouldy family as she ran from the house in her nightclothes, screaming, “Help! Help! Oh, my God! Frank is murdering the whole family. Rouse the neighbors!”

The neighbors, accompanied by several policemen responded by entering the Gouldy home where they found Mrs. Gouldy at the foot of the stairs, staggering and calling for help. She was bleeding from the head, as was her husband, Francis Gouldy, who lay on the floor not moving. Also suffering from head wounds were 11-year-old Nathaniel Gouldy, 7-year-old Charlie Gouldy, and Joanna Murphy, another of the Gouldy’s servant girls. All were alive but semi-conscious. The perpetrator of the crime, Frank Gouldy was found in his room, dead from a self-inflicted gunshot to the head.

Francis Gouldy, 50-years-old, was a wealthy retired lumber merchant who lived with his wife, Jane, and five children in a three-story house at 217 West 30th Street. Jane Gouldy was his second wife and the mother of the two youngest children, the eldest children, Francis—known as Frank, Mary Eliza, and Nathaniel were from his first wife.

Frank Gouldy had a reputation as a restless and wild young man. He had been a sailor but grew tired of the sea, was a clerk at a dry-goods store and tired of that as well. At the time of the murder, he was living in idleness in his father’s house, and was the cause of grief to the family due to his “habitual dissipation.” Frank had always been a problem child, sometimes pleasant to his brothers and sisters, but often morose and vengeful with an uncontrollable temper.

Frank had expressed an interested in going into business for himself and his father had set up a bank account for him and deposited $50, with the understanding that the money was not to be touched until Frank started his business. But Frank considered the money to be his unconditionally; he took the bank book from his father’s desk, withdrew $10 and “went on a frolic.” The attacks took place after Francis confronted his son over the theft.

The events of the night of October 26 were pieced together from the testimony of Mary Gouldy who had been in the house but was unharmed, and the most cogent of the victims, Jane Gouldy and Elizabeth Carr. Frank came home at about ten o’clock and his father reprimanded him about the money and Frank responded with “a low chuckling laugh, full of moaning and fiendish wickedness.” Mrs. Gould heard Frank and her husband scuffling in the front room, then he entered her room and as she lay in bed he hit her several times in the head with a dull hatchet. She rose up, trying to ward off the blows then fell to the floor.

Frank passed through the hall to the bedroom of his two brothers but they were not there; they had heard the noise and ran to their father. When h found them, Frank struck them both with the hatchet. Elizabeth Carr and Joanna Murphey heard cries of  “Murder! Murder!” and came running downstairs where they found Frank with a hatchet in his hand. He struck Joanna on the head and she fell to the floor, but Elizabeth was able to wrestle the hatchet away from him. She ran back to her room and he chased after her saying, “Give me the hatchet, Lizzie; I do not wish to kill you, I only wish to escape.” But after wrenching it away from her he gave Lizzie three blows to the head before running away.

About a minute later she heard a gunshot, and thinking he was firing at her, she ran outside and called for help. Mary Gouldy was also calling for help from her bedroom window. She had come out of her room to see what was going on and she saw Frank striking Joanna Murphy. Mary ran back to her room and locked the door.

All of the victims were taken to the hospital in critical condition and for a while, it did not appear that any of them would survive. But gradually they recovered from their wounds, and Mrs. Gouldy, who was pregnant at the time of the attack, gave birth to a healthy baby. Only Elizabeth Carr, who had been most active in fighting off her attacker, succumbed. She had suffered a fractured skull and compression of the brain and appeared to be recovering comfortably but on November 12 her condition suddenly changed and she died two days later.

The savage attacks by Frank Gouldy were the subject of an all-but-forgotten song entitled “The Thirtieth Street Murder”by the wandering New York songwriter, Henry S. Backus, better known as the Saugerties Bard. Here it is, sung by June Lazare:

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When Weird Darkness returns…

After a series of attacks on farm animals in Puerto Rico, numerous people reported sightings of the creature at fault. But the strange thing is that none of the reports seemed to match – as if each sighting was of a different unknown animal.

Behind the friendly demeanor of Robert Burdella lurked a deadly obsession with torture and murder. He soon earned the label, “The Butcher of Kansas City.”

Weirdo family member Chris Misulich tells the true story of him and his friends getting exactly what they asked for… and wishing they hadn’t.

These stories are up next.

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In August 1995, the Canovanas region of the island of Puerto Rico was hit by a spate of very bizarre attacks on farm animals. The unfortunate creatures – typically goat, chickens, and pigs – were found dead with deep puncture wounds to their necks and amid controversial claims that significant amounts of blood were missing from their corpses. Farmers were on edge, the media had an absolute field day, and the people of Puerto Rico were plunged into states that ranged from fear to hysteria. When similar killings began to be reported in numerous other parts of Puerto Rico that fear was amplified to even greater levels. All of which is hardly surprising, when one takes into consideration the physical appearance of the beast that was believed to be behind all of the slaughtering. It became known as the Chupacabra.

The first person – so far as we know – to see the beast of this particular wave was a woman named Madeline Tolentino, who lived in Canovanas, the initial scene of all the action. She described it as a fairly compact animal that ran on two legs – in a strange hopping style – and which had what looked like row of feathers running down the back of its head and spine. As media interest grew and grew, so did sightings of the mysterious monster. But, that’s when things became not just interesting, but beyond interesting. There is a very good reason for that: not everyone saw the same beast that Tolentino encountered. Or, at least, it did not look the same.

It is one thing to suggest that, in the 1990s, one unknown and dangerous animal was on the loose on Puerto Rico. It is quite another, however, to suggest that multiple, strange creatures were running wild on the island. And, yet, that appears to have been exactly what was going on. Unless, all of the reports were of the same monster. But, given their physical differences, how could that be? Very easily, that is how, if the Chupacabra is a shapeshifter, which is a theory I have heard time and again on Puerto Rico.

Although the first sighting of the creature in the summer of 1995 effectively dictated how the locals perceived the animal to look, not everyone reported something that resembled the monster seen by Madeline Tolentino, as we shall now see. In the days, weeks, months – and even years – that followed, countless reports of Chupacabra attacks on farm animals were reported. The problem, however, is that the descriptions of the beast varied to incredible degrees. In some cases, witnesses told of seeing an animal that did not have the feathery line running along the back of its head, neck and spine, as described by Tolentino. Instead, they saw a row of menacing-looking spikes, which stood erect and around four to five inches in length. And, of course, it would be very hard to mistake a line of feathers for a row of vicious spikes!

Then, there was the matter of how the animal ran. According to both Tolentino and the majority of the early witnesses, it was a bipedal beast, albeit one which bounced along in a bizarre hopping fashion. Others, however, were sure that the creatures they saw ran on four limbs only. And there was nothing bizarre about its movements: they were likened to the way in which a large cat – such as a mountain lion – would stalk its prey. Now, let us take a look at the eyes of the Chupacabra. Some sightings involved creatures with bright blue eyes. In other cases, the eyes were of a piercing, devilish red and glowing variety.

The most significant factor, however, was the matter of the wings of the Chupacabra. Yes, that is correct: wings. In some cases, but most certainly not all, the creatures were said to have had large and powerful-looking bat-like wings. In other words, they were black and leathery-looking. When faced with such stories, other witnesses swore the monsters had absolutely no wings at all. Adding to the puzzle is the fact that on my second expedition to seek out the Puerto Rican Chupacabra, I spoke with a man named Pucho who saw such a thing, but which had wings like those of a large bird: they were feathery.

Most controversial of all are the reports of the Chupacabra transforming into a large and lumbering Bigfoot! I should stress that such reports are rare, and few and far between. However, I do have eleven such reports in my files. In all the cases, the witnesses saw the Chupacabra engulfed by a near-blinding white light and then mutating into a large, hair-covered humanoid, before their startled eyes. When we put all of this information together, we are clearly face with a major-sized conundrum: how can one creature take on multiple appearances and forms? Well, the answer is that no normal animal can do such a thing. But, there is nothing normal about the Chupacabra. Rather, everything suggests it is undeniably abnormal.

For many of the people in Puerto Rico, the Chupacabra can change its form: a shape-altering monster.

April 2, 1988. The day before Easter Sunday. A naked man with a dog collar around his neck leaps from the second-story window of a house in Kansas City’s Hyde Park neighborhood. A neighbor finds the man crouched on his porch and calls 911. When police break open an unassuming white house on Charlotte Street, they find a torture dungeon like something straight out of a horror movie.

Inside the home, the police found more than 200 Polaroid photos and detailed “torture logs” documenting the kidnapping, torture, and eventual murder of at least six young men—most of them male prostitutes—between 1984 and 1988.

They also seized torture devices, an extensive library on witchcraft and the occult, a “Satanic ritual robe,” and a human skull in an upstairs closet. That weekend, residents in the quiet neighborhood were awakened to the sound of the police excavating the home’s back yard, where they found bone fragments and an additional human head.

The house belonged to Robert Berdella, the man who would soon become known as Kansas City’s most notorious serial killer. Prior to his arrest, Berdella was that serial killer cliché, someone neighbors described as a nice man who kept to himself. He helped start a neighborhood watch program, had worked as a chef, and ran his own booth at the Westport Flea Market.

Called Bob’s Bizarre Bazaar, the booth was a Kansas City fixture that sold everything from human skulls and shrunken heads to occult books and antiques. On the weekend that Berdella was captured, the Final Four tournament was happening in Kansas City, and Berdella displayed four human skulls—some say actual skulls, but more likely only models—in the window of Bob’s Bizarre Bazaar, along with a sign that read: “The Final Four”.

In spite of the overwhelming and gruesome evidence found in Berdella’s Hyde Park home, he was initially only charged with sodomy, felonious restraint, and first degree assault. It took time for the authorities to realize the extent of Berdella’s crimes, because the majority of his victims’ bodies were never found.

The list of atrocities that Berdella perpetrated on his victims would not be out of place in a movie like Saw or Hostel, including applying bleach to their eyes with cotton swabs, injecting their vocal cords with drain cleaner, and gouging one victim’s eyes out “to see what would happen”. Once his victims were dead, he dismembered the bodies in his bathtub and put the body parts out for the garbage men. If his seventh victim hadn’t escaped, there’s no telling how long he would have gone on killing.

Once Berdella’s case became public knowledge, popular rumor would have it that he cooked and served some of his victims as food at his shop, though there is no actual evidence to suggest that was the case.

After his arrest, Berdella cited the 1965 film adaptation of John Fowles’ novel The Collector—in which a man kidnaps a young woman and holds her captive in his basement—as an inspiration to his murders. Berdella described his crimes as “my darkest fantasies becoming my reality.”

Berdella’s own crimes inspired their share of movies, books, and even songs. A local radio personality wrote a parody song called “They Call Me Bob Berdella” to the tune of Donovan’s 1966 hit “Mellow Yellow.” The parody played on local radio stations, which also gave out prizes to listeners who attended events wearing dog collars.

In one of the only interviews he ever gave before his death, Berdella expressed his displeasure over the songs and the media coverage of his murders, claiming that the media “dehumanized” him just as he had dehumanized his victims. Berdella referred to himself as “the neighbor next door, who reached a point in his life where he could do monstrous acts; that’s not the same thing as being a monster.”

Robert Berdella died of a heart attack in prison in 1992, after writing letters claiming that prison officials were not giving him his heart medication. Other accounts have since implied that Berdella was poisoned while behind bars, but no official investigation of his death was ever conducted.

For whatever reason, Berdella never attained the national notoriety of killers like Ted Bundy, Jeffrey Dahmer, or John Wayne Gacy. These days, he is largely forgotten outside of KC, but those who grew up there can still remember where they were when they first heard about the Butcher of Kansas City. If you go to the Westport Flea Market today, there is no plaque or sign to commemorate the spot where Bob’s Bizarre Bazaar once stood, but most locals can still point it out.

Tonight’s final story comes from Weirdo family member Chris Misulich. Here is his story…

The night was like any other weekend in the middle of the national Allegheny forest. Camping with some friends and a couple of beers.
(There’s a bunch of us and I’ll introduce everyone on the way. I’m Chris.)
Same old same old. We are at one of our favorite spots not too deep in the woods but deep enough to not hear anything but nature. So the night goes on normal we drank a good amount of beers and the girls decided to go to sleep. The boys were still up sitting around the fire. I had this idea… a horribly interesting thought. I said aloud. “I wish”…. I wish we could see something we couldn’t explain, something that if we tried to explain it to anyone, nobody would believe us… at the moment everyone was shaking their heads in agreement. They all said something of agreement. There was 5 of us at this moment sitting around the fire conjuring…. something openly accepting anything into our reality not just accepting but we invited it. We asked for it. We wished for it.. an hour or so went by and we decided to call it a night. Nothing out of the ordinary other then our friend Trevor. He was a heavy drinker and had just as many drinks as we alldid but now he’s completely sapped of all his energy he passed out in his chair before we yelled something like ” you sleeping in the chair bud” he got up and stumbled to his tent. We laughed it off it was pretty late anyways he’s probably just tired. After he was out Nathaniel started getting really tired really quick and called it a night. So That leaves me pete and Larry. Awake Bored. Not tired at all but we didn’t have anything to do. We went to our tents and noticed that they were soaked. Like someone poured a gallon of water in them.. can’t sleep in water so we said we will call Pete’s dad has a good guy and would give us rides so we didn’t have to drive drunk. I left my phone in Trevors car and he had the keys. We tried waking him up to no success. We decided to just take his keys and open his car. We were walking to his car and I swore I saw someone sitting in the driver seat gripping the steering wheel. I just froze. Larry and Pete didn’t. Until they saw it Larry and Pete back peddled faster than I’ve ever seen anyone and I’m like. Did you see that guy? They had no words… I said let’s just walk home…. absolutely horrible idea we are walking with the light of the moon to guide us. We looked down to notice I had a shadow but Pete didn’t. I said Pete.. Why don’t you have a shadow. He looked horrified at me and replied. Chris..why do you have one? At this time we noticed I was the only one of us that had a shadow.. the coldest chill went over me and all my hair stood up we stared at my shadow for only a second before it whipped away into the darkness of the woods. We started running for our lives. Faster than we ever ran before in our lives until we reached a clearing with some weird object in the middle of this opening.. it looked like a table with a bunch of stuff on it. I was drawn to it. I started walking through prickers off the trail to get to this table . Pete and Larry tried to stop me. But I insisted i wanted to see what it was we passed this on the way here and that “shrine” wasn’t there. I got within 5 feet of it and as fast as you can blink it was gone. We ran and ran and ran. The story doesn’t end there Nathaniel was woke up by someone stoking the fire. And strumming on my gutiar he yelled out “cut it out Chris ”
Nothing but silence. He looked out of his tent to see my guitar leaned up against a tree right next to hials head. He went back to sleep. Not long after that one of the girls named ruth had to go to the bathroom we are in the woods and it’s scary at night. So she woke up Sadie to go with her. She did they worked their way into the darkness not too far apart. When Ruth saw someone running in the woods in front of herml. She thought Sadie was messing with her Sadie saw and thiught the same about Ruth they both came back to the tent like “good try almost got me ” both of them said it wasn’t them. Chills.

We made this happen. When you wish for something like this you’ll get results it fed off of our friends energy it, tormented us in our dreams, stocked us in the woods and made us feel crazy. But than again what exactly is normal?
You don’t have to believe it. something unbelievable is exactly what we wished for.

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This Sunday’s message is titled: “Bridge Over Clashing Waters (or, Shut Your Pie Hole and Listen)”.

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All stories in Weird Darkness are purported to be true (unless stated otherwise), and you can find source links or links to the authors in the show notes.

“The Time Warp of Santiago Flight 513” by Lew Hewitt

“The 30th Street Murder” by Robert Wilhelm

“Chupacabra Shapeshifter” by Nick Redfern

“Robert Berdella – Butcher of Kansas City” by Orrin Grey

“Be Careful What You Wish For” by Weirdo family member Chris Misulich

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If you’d like a transcript of this episode, you can find a link in the show notes.

Now that we’re coming out of the dark, I’ll leave you with a little light… Revelation 1:18 = “I am the Living One; I was dead, and now look, I am alive for ever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and Hades.”

And a final thought… “We could never learn to be brave and patient, if there were only joys in the world.” – Helen Keller

I’m Darren Marlar. Thanks for joining me in the Weird Darkness.

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