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The Haunting Didn’t End. It Just Changed.

I first saw her when I was a child. Her face melted like candle wax. I called her Candle Face. I believed I had somehow killed her and sent her back to hell.

Over two and a half decades later, after a career in military intelligence and investigations into missing persons and human trafficking, I returned to Texas. That’s when I realized she never died. She was still here. Still killing.

The souls of her victims began coming to me. Not to a psychic. Not to a priest. To me.

 

Why Me?

Maybe it’s because I’m one of the few who survived her. Maybe it’s because I’ve spent my life looking at patterns no one else could see. Maybe it’s because I’m a writer, trained to document what others overlook.

That’s why I created this site: to separate the investigation from my other work. To give her a name. A history. A warning.

But I’ve learned something. Candle Face was never meant to stay in a box. And this story was never just hers.

 

Where the Story Truly Lives

 

This is no longer just an investigation. It’s a mission.

I’ve combined my background as an intelligence analyst and investigator with my writing to expose something most people won’t even talk about. Through select projects under Branching Plot Books, I’m not just telling stories. I’m issuing warnings.

Each project tied to Candle Face - whether through testimony, field notes, or reconstructed records - exists to show who she is, how she operates, and how we can resist her. Not with rituals. Not with weapons. With knowledge. With awareness. With perspective.

She wants belief, but only if it’s obedient. She wants to control what you see, what you feel, and what you think.

But when readers take the story into their own hands, when they interpret it for themselves, her power begins to slip. That kind of belief - the kind that resists - is how we fight her.

From Investigation to Action

This was never just about documenting what she’s done.

My purpose has shifted. I’m no longer just investigating Candle Face. I’m teaching others who she is, how she operates, and what she wants.

Her power thrives in belief, but not just any belief. It’s the blind, fearful kind she wants most. The kind that doesn’t question her. The kind that submits.

She doesn’t haunt those who believe in her. She haunts those who deny her, mock her, pretend she isn’t real. That’s who she punishes. That’s who she kills.

But if we stand together, if we recognize her for what she is, speak her name without fear, and refuse to worship her, then we weaken her power.

She wants belief that bends.

We offer belief that resists.

And that may be the only thing strong enough to destroy her.

 

Where to Find Everything Now

To make sense of it all, and to protect what I’ve found, I’ve moved everything to one place. All the journal entries. All the books. All the evidence. All the souls. All casework, journals, and records have been moved to the new location.

Join the investigation and together we can end Candle Face's reign of terror!

Candle Face

Candle Face
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Candle Face

The Haunting Didn’t End. It Just Changed.

I first saw her when I was a child. Her face melted like candle wax. I called her Candle Face. I believed I had somehow killed her and sent her back to hell.

Over two and a half decades later, after a career in military intelligence and investigations into missing persons and human trafficking, I returned to Texas. That’s when I realized she never died. She was still here. Still killing.

The souls of her victims began coming to me. Not to a psychic. Not to a priest. To me.

 

Why Me?

Maybe it’s because I’m one of the few who survived her. Maybe it’s because I’ve spent my life looking at patterns no one else could see. Maybe it’s because I’m a writer, trained to document what others overlook.

That’s why I created this site: to separate the investigation from my other work. To give her a name. A history. A warning.

But I’ve learned something. Candle Face was never meant to stay in a box. And this story was never just hers.

 

Where the Story Truly Lives

 

This is no longer just an investigation. It’s a mission.

I’ve combined my background as an intelligence analyst and investigator with my writing to expose something most people won’t even talk about. Through select projects under Branching Plot Books, I’m not just telling stories. I’m issuing warnings.

Each project tied to Candle Face - whether through testimony, field notes, or reconstructed records - exists to show who she is, how she operates, and how we can resist her. Not with rituals. Not with weapons. With knowledge. With awareness. With perspective.

She wants belief, but only if it’s obedient. She wants to control what you see, what you feel, and what you think.

But when readers take the story into their own hands, when they interpret it for themselves, her power begins to slip. That kind of belief - the kind that resists - is how we fight her.

From Investigation to Action

This was never just about documenting what she’s done.

My purpose has shifted. I’m no longer just investigating Candle Face. I’m teaching others who she is, how she operates, and what she wants.

Her power thrives in belief, but not just any belief. It’s the blind, fearful kind she wants most. The kind that doesn’t question her. The kind that submits.

She doesn’t haunt those who believe in her. She haunts those who deny her, mock her, pretend she isn’t real. That’s who she punishes. That’s who she kills.

But if we stand together, if we recognize her for what she is, speak her name without fear, and refuse to worship her, then we weaken her power.

She wants belief that bends.

We offer belief that resists.

And that may be the only thing strong enough to destroy her.

 

Where to Find Everything Now

To make sense of it all, and to protect what I’ve found, I’ve moved everything to one place. All the journal entries. All the books. All the evidence. All the souls. All casework, journals, and records have been moved to the new location.

Join the investigation and together we can end Candle Face's reign of terror!

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