Tales from an Ex Convict | NO SLEEP | Darkness Prevails

[Music] warning the story you're about to hear is disturbing author and make racial from read it's no sleep for shares a story with us that will make your stomach turn and your spine freeze solid you see prison is a terrifying place as we all know but the things that often happen inside that we don't know about are the most horrific of all one man's father is an ex-convict who was ready to share his stories from his time behind bars these are tales from an ex-convict [Music] my father spent 14 years locked behind the thick steel

doors of the Barry Telford state penitentiary located right outside Texarkana Texas recently I took an interest in the darker events that have happened to various family members and sat down to ask him if he had any chilling stories or experiences he could share about his time he spent incarcerated anything that he hadn't shared with me before I was both pleased and horrified as for the next two hours he divulged some truly chilling and grotesque tales I will just let you know now that some of these stories are graphic and if you have a weak stomach

I'd advise you not to read further for the rest of you I won't sparse details and I'll leave them out exactly as he laid them out to me my father was sent to the Telford unit a few months after his 21st birthday sentenced to 20 years for armed robbery it is a maximum-security prison designed to mostly hold suspected gang members and violent criminals the first day is a total shock to your system you're stripped and cavity searched coming in and out of every room you've got a bed time your time didn't meals and thrown into

a cell with three other inmates telling you the house rules and which bunk is yours then laying in bed that first night that's when it hits you that this is home now that this is your life now not of anything I can recall that feeling of helplessness and hopelessness that loss of freedom that's the scariest part of prisoner he said he told me as the months passed you get used to your routine you start to need the structure even crave it he said he decided to make the best of it learn his many skills as

he could and stay as busy as possible one of his vocational skills he picked up was plumbing and soon became the in-house plumber for a building now the way the prison is set up is that there is an a building and a B building inside of each building there are 10 cell houses each cell house contains 12 cells that can hold anywhere from one to four inmates each in the middle of each cell house is the rec room where the cells all open up and this is where the inmates spend most of their free time

in addition to the cell houses each building also contains several solitary wings labeled from a sag to ZZZ egg when I first got there everyone kept joking that if I stepped out of line the guards would send me to M sag one day I asked the buddy who had been locked up for 15 years already when I got there why people kept talking about him sag and not any of the other sag wings look his buddy told him people who have extended stays in EM just don't come back the same some don't come back at

all the guards know it that's why they always fill em last or put new guys there who think they might be troublemakers and not an EM until straighten your act up real quick I've never been there myself but I talked to a couple inmates who have and they both told me the same thing something evil lives in that place so like I said my dad had become the on-call plumber for a building he said it was about six months into the job when he had his first encounter with M seg it's a real mess down

there I've seen a lot of crap in my day but this is crazy the guard told my dad as he led him down the connecting corridors just make sure you wear your gloves and booties Rachel my dad was curious and asked the guard what had happened a loonie to an on suicide watch I guess somehow must have snuck in a piece of metal lock I shouldn't tell you this but I don't want you to be surprised when you get in there crazy cut off his own well down stair area through his giblets out on the

run but we can't find his shaft and that's where you come in when they reached their destination there was another guard standing outside with an inmate holding a mop waiting to clean up after my dad was finished my dad said they opened the door to M seg and it was almost hauntingly dark four or five dim overhead lights ran down the hallway but seemed to act more like spotlights and gave off practically no ambient light he said there was a trail of red leading toward the back of the corridor each segued 14 cells with solid

steel doors and each door had a small window it could be opened and closed from the outside and a tray slit which the guy used to toss his balls out as he got closer he could see that the red was running out from his cell toward the end of the block through a small gap under the door open 13 the guard yelled to another guard behind a glass window controlling the electronic locks when I went into that cell I couldn't believe how much blood there was it was on the walls and on the ceiling the

entire mattress pad was doused in it the toilet was flooded up to the brim and it looked like it was filled with red I used a cup to transfer the red water into buckets until I could start to see the silhouette of something under the water I could see a big wad of toilet paper so I pulled it out and I set it on the floor I could tell something was inside it as I started to slowly unravel the wad all of a sudden I started hearing this noise coming from the airbandz tunk tunk tunk

it sounded like it was like someone was crawling or trying to sneak through them almost I didn't think much of it at the time but I'll get back to that later anyway I unrolled the paper and sure enough the guy's pecker was right there the guard took it and dropped it in a back of eyes and after making sure the toilet flushed he started leading my dad back to the entrance of M sag when we got down that hall waiting for the exit door to open all the lights went out the hell muttered the guard

against the wall inmate I stood back against the wall my dad continued and as the guards tried to figure out what was going on I heard that noise in the vents again it was coming from the cell I just come out of tunk tunk tunk it went I didn't know what it was but it gave me the most awful feeling as I was standing there I realized it was getting louder and faster and closer to me tunk tunk tunk tunk tunk tunk tunk it sounded like whatever was in that vent was now in a full

sprint right at us the God was trying to ignore it but I can tell he heard it too because he kept looking back over his shoulder and started yelling at the guard behind the glass hey hey Tom Tom Tom hurry he gets freakin door open talking to Tom to talk just as the noise in the vent got up to us the lights came back on and it went silent the door opened up and the guard got us out of there as fast as he could a few days later I saw the inmate who was waiting

on janitor duty that night and asked him if he had seen anything he told me he saw them will a guy covered in crimson fluids out on a stretcher and that he was screaming about a man in the vents and that the man had told him to do it my dad also asked if he had heard anything in the vents while he was mopping up but he told my dad he didn't hear anything but he did find the metal the man from 13 had used on himself it was buried in a pool of blood the

guy said damndest thing to look like a piece of shrapnel cut out from air-duct metal the next story my dad shared with me is even more graphic and scary in the sense of what human beings are capable of we get new guys that think they're going to be badasses all the time sometimes it works out for them and other times it don't there were lots of serious gangs in Btu and sometimes you get a guy who comes in from a local street gang it doesn't really comprehend how violent some of these big gangs are it's

like they're playing gang to look cool my kids play cops and robbers problem is that they think other people are just playing gang to or something but they're not anyway we had this one guy Ricky come in and everyone but him knew it was gonna end badly for him he was this young Hispanic guy and he thought his small town gang was a direct rival to another Hispanic gang ms-13 he would curse out and disrespect them in front of everyone at Chow time and in the halls and scream at their members who pass his cell

he had only been there a week some of the elders tried telling him he needed to calm down before he got hurt but Ricky was hard-headed and just wouldn't hear it well one day during dinner the chow hall was quiet and Ricky was nowhere to be seen my table was dismissed first and as we made our way back to our cell house we turned the corner to see Ricky there covered in red stumbling towards us arms wrapped around his stomach he was completely naked big patches of his skin cut from his body where his tattoos

had been both his eyes were popped out just dangling toward the ground the side of his head was caved in where they had stomped on it as he came closer I could see he was holding his innards in his hands the worst part to me is that he hadn't died during it then he was conscious for every blow and every cut he just hobbled up the hall in our directions crying and asked him why can't I look up why can't I look up he collapsed and passed out a few seconds later then passed away right

there at our feet they never found who didn't all right so I'll share one more story my dad shared with me I found kind of creepy as this is getting pretty long about seven years ago and - his stint in prison my dad said through a series of circumstances he ended up having to stay the night in EM sag the a building was being renovated and repaired and as a result they were sending the inmates to stay in Sag in waves well it had been years since my dad had been to the rarely-used M sag

and he had convinced himself that he was just hearing things that night they were leading prisoners out one cell at a time and transferring them to the various egg box my dad's cell was on the end and he had his cell to himself so when they transferred him he wasn't accompanied by any other inmates to his dismay all the seg blocks had been filled except for him that is they led him down to the end of em and opened the door to 14 which was right next to the cell the man had hurt himself and

all those years ago everything was fine until lights-out it was really dark in there each cell had a little not live thing above the toilet but it's not enough to see anything let alone read or write anyway it was so dark I figured the only thing I could do was go to sleep but all night I kept hearing the guy in the cell next to me talking to himself the way the cells are set up the vents carry any little noise to the adjoining cells the vents themselves are located round at the foot of the

little cots in each cell people would sit next to them to communicate in past Tom Darren Stinson solitaire but this guy wasn't talking to me he was like he was talking to himself and it was really starting to wear on my nerves and banged on the vent and told him to keep it down but he just kept talking in this whispery voice but it sounded like he was chanting the same thing over and over but I couldn't make out what he was saying but my ear up to the vent to try and see what he

was saying and my hair stood up on the back of my head when I swear to God I felt his breath in my ear as clear as day I heard him whispering I remember you I remember you I remember you well you won't remember nothing when I bash your head in if you don't keep it down in there I told him all of a sudden his voice got a little louder and angrier in tone I'll slit your throat I'll slit her throat slit her throat I was a little unnerved but I've heard a lot worse

after so many years in prison so I just told him to screw off and decided I thought the guards deal with it in the morning well Lauren came and when the guard brought me my breakfast and told him if he didn't do something about that guy keeping me up all night and thirteen that I would do something about it what are you talking about Rachel you're the only person in emsac the guard told me his chills ran down my spine that night as soon as the light went out the whisperin started again and this time

I was petrified I'll slit your throat I'll slay deer throughout a sled year throughout the whispers were more aggressive this time Claire too and all of a sudden it went from whispering to deep guttural screams it scared me so bad I fell out of my card and scooted on the floor until I felt my back hit the wall opposing the air vent as my eyes came into focus an absolute horror I saw the silhouette of a head directly inside the vent and I couldn't make out its features but I saw its eyes they were full

of hatred and rage they were locked right into me fast and loud he just continued screaming that he'd slit my throat as the vent casing started to shake now the vents go straight up into a docked to a main duct then back down to the next cell through another docked so he can't see into your neighbor's cell from your cell that meant whatever this thing was it was right inside my vent I jumped up and banged on the steel door as hard as I could tell him for a guard as someone helped me the guard

came running down the hall and as soon as he slid the door window open the vent went silent you've got to get me out of here something's in those vents I pleaded to my surprise the guard didn't protest my request instead he just told me to hang tight for a second then clicked his radio and said need an open cell for a transfer from m/sec he paused for a second then leaned back into his radio and simply said he's back he opened the door and led me down the corridor and as they did the whole

time we were followed by that familiar sound in the men's tunk tunk tunk I've seen and heard a lot in my years a lot gets under my skin but I was shaking like a leaf the whole way out of him saying I don't think I took a breath until I walked out the block doors and heard them shut behind me I finally worked up the nerve to ask the guard what the hell was in those bins I don't know racial warden will tell you there's nothing in those vents but all I can tell you is

that whatever it is it's evil my dad told me some interesting rumors and theories about who the man and the vent might have been and even a theory as to why the guard had said he's back tales of a failed exorcism and a cover-up by the warden as well as a few more spooky stories both related to and not related to him sag that some fellow inmates had shared with them if you want to hear any more my dad has plenty more stories from his time as a convict [Music]