For the first time, I step out of the shadows and into the room. In 1997, thirty-nine people in identical Nike sneakers lay down in a California mansion and never woke up. They believed a spaceship was hiding behind Hale-Bopp, waiting to carry their souls to the Next Level. This is their story, told slow, in the dark, with the candle burning low. From a Houston nuthouse in 1972 to the final exit videos filmed weeks before the end, every breath, every whisper, every $5.75 in their pockets. No music. No jump scares. Just the truth, spoken like a secret you weren’t meant to hear.