Lugo for questioning after the first letter was received. The WatcherĪfter the 2nd letter, Derek and Maria Broaddus did not bring the children to the house with them and have yet to formally move into their new home.ĭerek Broaddus told Detective Lugo about the Langfords fitting some of the criteria The Watcher had stated in their letters as having watched the house for decades. Let the young blood sleep in 657 Boulevard Stop changing it and let it alone. Let the youngblood play again like I once did. I will be patient and wait for it to pass and for you to bring the young blood back to me. I will fend off its bad things and wait for it to become good again. What spell did you cast on it? It used to be my friend and now it is my enemy. Welcome to the product of your greed! Greed is what brought the past three families to 657 Boulevard and now it has brought you to me. 657 Boulevard is my job, my life, my obsession. I am in charge of Boulevard Let the young blood play again like I once did and stop changing it and let it alone. Boulevard is turning on me it is coming after me. And now I watch and wait for the day when the young blood will be mine again. When I ran from room to room imagining the life with the rich occupants there. It cries for the past and what it used to be in the time when I roamed the halls. You have changed it and made it so fancy. It was their time to move one and kindly sold it when I asked them to.
Who am I? I am the Watcher and have been in control of 657 Boulevard for the better part of two decades now.
The Letter ContinuesĪll of the windows and doors in 657 Boulevard allow me to watch you and track you as you move through the house. It will help me to know who is in which bedroom. Will they sleep in the attic? Or will you all sleep on the 2nd floor? Who has the bedrooms facing the street? I’ll know as soon as you move in. If you were upstairs you would never hear them scream. It is far away from the rest of the house. Have you found all of the secrets it holds yet? Will the young blood play in the basement? Or are they too afraid to go down there alone. It has been years and years since the youngblood ruled the hallways of the house. “657 Boulevard is anxious for you to move in. The Watcher claimed to have seen her using an easel inside the enclosed porch. The letter went on to identify the Broaddus’s three kids by birth order and by their nicknames. They Reach Out to Previous Ownersĭerek and Maria decided to reach out via email to the previous owners, The Woods, asking if they had any idea who The Watcher could be or why The Watcher had written: They were still living in the home they had previously owned but needed to vacate soon as it had been sold. He contacted the Westfield Police Department and they sent an officer to the house who read the letter and is to have said, “What the fuck is this?” The police officer asked if Derek had enemies and recommended moving a piece of construction equipment from the back porch in case The Watcher tried to toss it through a window. The Watcher Derek Calls Policeĭerek ran back inside turning off all the lights so no one could see in. Check all of the windows that can be seen from 657 Boulevard. Who am I? Hundreds of cars pass by the house every single day. Was your old house too small for the growing family? Or was it greed to bring me your children? Once I know their names I will call to them and draw them to me. So far I think there are three that I have counted, are there more on the way? Do you need to fill the house with the young blood I requested? Better for me.
You don’t want to make 657 Boulevard unhappy. I see already that you have flooded 657 Boulevard with contractors so that you can destroy the house as it was supposed to be. Do you know the history of the house? Do you know what lies within the walls of 657 Boulevard? Why are you here? I will find out. My grandfather watched the house in the 1920s and my father watched in the 1960s. How did you end up here? Did 657 Boulevard call to you with its force within?Ħ57 Boulevard has been the subject of my family for decades now and as it approaches its 110th birthday, I have been put in charge of watching and waiting for its second coming. The LetterĪllow me to welcome you to the neighborhood. On the evening of June 2, 2014, around 10 pm Derek had taken a break from painting and had gone to retrieve the mail and found a white, card-shaped envelope addressed to “The New Owner”, but had no return address.