MrBallen Podcast: Strange, Dark & Mysterious Stories
Oct 9, 2026 · 48 min · 17 segments
Today's story is a fan favorite that was previously published as Episode 372. Just after 7 p.m. on June 16th, 2010, an employee at the Palmdale, California Sheriff’s Department tapped his fingers on…
[gentle music] Around 9:30 AM on June 16th, 2010, a 29-year-old woman named Lynelle Barsock lay in bed in her house in Palmdale, California.
It was a Wednesday, and Lynelle had the day off from her job at a health center in Los Angeles.
She was working on becoming a registered nurse, and she knew she had to get up and go study, but she just didn't feel like it.
Plus, she could hear her boyfriend Lewis moving around in the kitchen downstairs, and just knowing Lewis was down there was another reason to stay put.
Now they own this house together, a five-bedroom home that they had scraped together all their savings to make a down payment on.
At the beginning of their relationship, Lynelle and Lewis had been completely in love and on the same page about building a life together.
But over time, Lewis had become this incredibly jealous and possessive person that was just really volatile, and it really just kind of scared Lynelle and was beginning to drive her away.
And then just a few months ago, they'd gotten into this huge screaming fight when he had heard her talking to another guy on the phone.
That fight had gotten so bad that she had tried to drive away, but Lewis had literally chased her in his truck, which led to both of them crashing.
Even now, as she laid in bed months later, Lynelle still felt traumatized by that whole thing.
But just then, Lynelle's phone buzzed on the nightstand, interrupting her thoughts.
About 30 minutes later, Lynelle sat on a bar stool and ate breakfast at the kitchen island with Lewis.
It had already been a year since they'd moved in, but Lynelle so far had not had time to decorate.
They'd been fighting so much lately that she didn't want to accidentally start an argument.
[gentle music] Around 9:30 AM on June 16th, 2010, a 29-year-old woman named Lynelle Barsock lay in bed in her house in Palmdale, California.
It was a Wednesday, and Lynelle had the day off from her job at a health center in Los Angeles.
She was working on becoming a registered nurse, and she knew she had to get up and go study, but she just didn't feel like it.
Plus, she could hear her boyfriend Lewis moving around in the kitchen downstairs, and just knowing Lewis was down there was another reason to stay put.
Now they own this house together, a five-bedroom home that they had scraped together all their savings to make a down payment on.
At the beginning of their relationship, Lynelle and Lewis had been completely in love and on the same page about building a life together.
But over time, Lewis had become this incredibly jealous and possessive person that was just really volatile, and it really just kind of scared Lynelle and was beginning to drive her away.
And then just a few months ago, they'd gotten into this huge screaming fight when he had heard her talking to another guy on the phone.
That fight had gotten so bad that she had tried to drive away, but Lewis had literally chased her in his truck, which led to both of them crashing.
Even now, as she laid in bed months later, Lynelle still felt traumatized by that whole thing.
But just then, Lynelle's phone buzzed on the nightstand, interrupting her thoughts.
About 30 minutes later, Lynelle sat on a bar stool and ate breakfast at the kitchen island with Lewis.
It had already been a year since they'd moved in, but Lynelle so far had not had time to decorate.
They'd been fighting so much lately that she didn't want to accidentally start an argument.
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