Chapter 3: The Bellmore Sightings

It seems most monsters come out at night; Nightmares, demons, ghosts, haunts, even the criminally insane. What about those that come out in the light?

Leila Bellmore, a young girl with light-purple eyes, and short, black hair, was declared dead at the scene in Sarnia, Canada, October 31, 2018. She had been kidnapped and held hostage before being knocked unconscious and thrown into the icy waters of the St Clair River. Before having the chance to drown, her body had succumb to hypothermia, and froze to death. She passed at the age of 23.

While being transported to the Gilpin Funeral Chapel. The body mysteriously disappeared. Within her body-bag laid an icy frame of her torso, arms, legs, and a few ice chips that had caved in from her face. The sculpted ice frame melted before photo evidence could be made, leaving a frozen slosh within the body bag.

Residents of Sarnia, Canada claim to see a girl occasionally ice skating, humming and singing to herself in the midst of the snowy afternoons until late in the evening. Once the sun sets, she stands still for a few minutes mumbling amongst herself before turning and walking away as if she was suddenly freezing. She'd take long strides through the snow, stumble, and fall. Witnesses say the snow would suddenly stop falling from the sky, and the evening moon would rapidly rise into the sky where it should have been prior to the girl vanishing into the snow.

Residents as far as Port Austin, Bay City, Burton, Warren, Ann Arbor, and Monroe, in Michigan have also seen her walking along roadsides. Cold and shivering, wearing only dark-blue jeans, a dirty white t-shirt, and what look like black, worn, muddy, hightop converse. Ranging from 5'2" to 5'9", thin, and starving. Drivers who stopped to give her a lift tell us that when they held out their hand to her, she was as cold as ice, as if their fingers were burning. She'd sit and shiver, even when the heater was at its fullest and the driver were sweating. She would seem shy, and stare only out the window until she asked to be dropped off. The driver would pull over, and she'd step out of the vehicle. Before walking away, she would peek one last time into the vehicle’s window. Residents say Leila would lean forward and smile, before her face would begin to cave in, leaving a hollow sculpture of ice sitting beside the car.

Rumors around town:

If you stare into the husk of her icy body after her face had crumbled away, her spirit would follow you. She'd roam around you, judging every step you take. One man stared too long instead of driving away immediately. He told neighbors that he'd see her in his dreams, reflections. He eventually stopped coming to work after 15 years of constant attendance. When a colleague sent out a missing person's report to the police, the first place they searched was his home. It looked as if snow had been falling within his living room and bedroom. They found him in his attic. The lights were on. He had his throat ripped out as if a bear had taken a large bite, and his eyes burned from their sockets, almost as if someone had taken a boiling rod from a fireplace and jammed it into his eyes. Upon further inspection of the house, buried beneath the floorboards and boarded into the walls of his home were the bones of women and children.

The second rumor is not as dark as the first, but nonetheless a warning.

One man (who wants to remain anonymous), in Shelby, Montana, claimed to have seen a woman, short, black hair, walking along the roadside one afternoon. He was going to stop, but upon seeing her near see-through body in the sunlight, he decided to speed past her. He looked in his side-view mirror and she had gone; Vanished. Looking into his rear view mirror, she was sitting right behind him, the empty icy husk of her head, right beside his. He swerved nearly jumping his truck off the frosty roads; Coming to a stop in the snow before he quickly jumped out and stumbled a few feet away from the crash. The icy husk moved, exiting the truck, and crumbling onto floor as she stepped onto the U.S. Hwy 2. He crawled, getting back onto his feet, mentioning walking back toward his truck, and searching in, and out of it before taking a look at the glass-like shards of ice that remained on the asphalt. A woman walking by, from seemingly out of nowhere, came near him and his truck, stopping, only to say a few words. "All is seen by the Laylight." and continued walking, humming to herself. He wasn't sure what she meant, or who she was. When he returned to the city of Shelby, he made it a point to stop by the police station before heading home. He told them his story, and was even tested for sobriety. When police gave the man a few photos, he pointed out, Leila Bellmore as the woman he had seen walking just a few miles from the city limits.

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