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bloodcurdling scream. It was so authentic that it actually sent a chill down Kendall’s spine. She hoped Cody didn’t hear it.
    In the next scene all the principals were seated around the family’s kitchen table. Pandora looked like she’d been through hell. Her eyes were bloodshot and her hands shook as she sipped her coffee.
    Wyatt Ogilvie spoke first.
    â€œ Spirit Hunters is about a lot of things, but not this. Not this kind of a war we had here last night. Pandy is lucky to be alive. We’re all lucky to be alive.”
    Finally Pandora spoke. “Luck has nothing to do with it, Wyatt. We’re alive because I was willing to fight to the death to get to the truth of what happened here. I’m convinced now that the evil entity in your house was your father.”
    She looked at the woman across the table. Her eyes were raining tears.
    â€œThe children were his victims. I’m sorry to say, but your father was a child molester. He raped and murdered those babies over most of his life.”
    â€œI . . . I . . .” The woman didn’t know what to say. “I thought he died in a train accident and that he was here because he needed us.”
    â€œNo,” she said. “He was here because this is where he kept his victims, trapped for eternity. Trapped for all time. Trapped until someone—in this case me—came here to free them all and put him inside the gates of hell where he will rot and burn forever.”
    â€œMy dad loved kids,” the woman, now in full-on cry.
    â€œYes. Loved them for sex and torture,” Pandora said. “Only when you wise up and come to grips with what happened here tonight—and only if you do—will you ever find peace for yourself and your family.”
    Pandora turned to her partner in crime. “Wyatt, let’s go. This place sickens me.”
    â€œMe too. Nothing more to be done here.”
    Kendall was so appalled by what she saw that she got on her iPad and searched the Internet for the woman’s name. There were a lot of hits. Many were from fan sites and, of course, YouTube clips featuring bits of the show. A couple—one from a newspaper and one from a mom blogger—caught Kendall’s eye.

    â€˜SPIRIT HUNTERS’ COURT CASE TOSSED OUT
    An Ocean City woman who sued a reality show for portraying her father as a child molester has been left holding the bag. Her contract with the production company for the show “Spirit Hunters” doesn’t allow any recourse for the productions they make.
    â€œThese people are good,” Richard Button, the lawyer for the woman said. “They know how to write an ironclad contract. We didn’t think we had a shot, but my client was so upset by the turn of events and the way the show twisted everything she’d said and done into something very ugly, she wanted to at least try to have her day in court.”
    There will be no appeal.

    The next one was from a blog called Live & Learn. It was written by a consortium of mommy bloggers who took on the minutiae of life (how to make dryer sheets from scented paper towels, and a recipe for making fat-free tortilla chips with tortillas, cooking spray, and a microwave oven). Moms, Kendall knew, were always busy, and while she didn’t need to know how to do either of those things, she didn’t feel sorry for or superior to those who did.
    The entry that led her there had nothing to do with any of those things at all. It was nothing about household tips, how to fix a daughter’s broken heart, or how to ask for a raise from a skinflint boss.
    Instead, the piece that provided the hit was written by a woman named Missy Moore Thanever from Nova Scotia, Canada:

    I have no one to blame but myself for this debacle. I was stupid enough to believe the producers when they told me they were truth seekers and they believed that the washed-up cop and the psychic were really going to help. Stupid me. I dabbled