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Can't say there's anything particularly

remarkable about her appearance.

She was kind of the type of person that you

would pass by on the street in any town.

You might say hello, smile,

but that's about it.

You would have no idea

that Judith was what she was.

I was older than her by seven years.

She was a silly kid.

And we had a lot of fun.

There was one day, she was around 35,

she slipped on a patch of ice

on the sidewalk

and hurt her back pretty badly.

And after that,

she had a little trouble moving,

and getting around.

And her pain was consistent.

It was chronic.

It was enough

that my husband and I decided

that she shouldn't be

living alone anymore.

So she moved in with us and the kids.

About a year after Judith moved in,

she began to withdraw.

I mean, she would stay

in her room for days.

I'm not sure she would even eat.

I don't know what she did

when she was alone.

She was reading some very unusual books.

And that's when it all started.

And I knew things weren't right.

There were things...

there were things that I saw her do

that I just...

I had to do something.

And to this day, part of me still regrets

doing what I did, but I had to.

But Dr. West was intrigued with Judith

almost immediately. We all were.

By this point, we'd researched

hundreds of cases,

brought in almost as many

subjects into the lab.

Judith was different, though.

We just had no idea

how different at this point.

Can you tell us your name, please?

- Judith Winstead.

- And what's your date of birth, Judith?

February 18th, 1935.

And your marital status?

- I'm not married.

- Have you ever been?

Okay. How many siblings do you have?

- One.

- Are your parents still alive?

- Judith, are your parents still alive?

- No.

Okay. Are you right-handed

or left-handed?

Judith's behavior was always odd.

Even from the first day she arrived.

But in our field, it wasn't uncommon

to encounter odd people.

So we didn't give it much thought.

Ms. Winstead?

Right-handed.

And when did you first realize

you had certain abilities?

Are you... are you all right, dear?

You're bleeding.

Oh, my God.

- Here's some...

- Give her some towels.

Oh, tilt your head back, okay?

It's not her nose, it's her hand.

Her hand is bleeding.

What? Did you... did you bite yourself?

Why?

Susan, let's get her...

get her to the ladies' room, please.

As long as you're okay with it.

- That's all right. Just take...

- Just take care of her.

Judith?

What is she... no, no, no.

What is she doing? Stop.

- Just stop. Calm down.

- Let go.

Ms. Winstead. Judith, stop, please.

Well, for starters,

Judith came to us in an unusual way.

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