hi, mom. this woman had gone out to get the mail and disappeared in her pyjamas the case was never closed. it was consuming all of us. the individual was wearing a baseball cap, hoodie with the hood pulled up and large mirrored sunglasses. oh, my gosh, did this really happen? i m like, no, dude, i can t do this. there was a scream. a drop of blood came from her nose. it was like a game. he was a part of this game. we re done with the games. it needs to stop. it needed to stop. michigan snow blankets field and woodland with silent beauty, sometimes encasing ugly secrets hidden beneath, never meant to be disturbed until finally they re revealed and all is made clear. i know a lot of people say, you wanted to find her. yeah, i wanted to find her, but then it was going to become so real to me that maybe you don t want to find yeah, yeah. start with the mother of two who vanished as she stepped outside her door to pick up mail. she wasn t there, and
was irrefutable proof that he wasn t in virginia. i got a phone call from him. he said, you know the plan s off. and i was relieved to hear it. reporter: but doug wasn t ready to call it quits after one bump in the road. he kept on talking. hey ricky, i want to try doing this again. and i told him i didn t want to. it was like, a one-time deal, and i didn t even want to do it the first time. reporter: but then, according to ricky, doug upped the pressure. he told ricky if he didn t get onboard with the original plan, he was going to wipe out everyone, a massacre. instead of just making it look like she disappeared, he was talking about going in there and killing anyone that was inside the house, besides his kids. so what did you do next? i told him, okay, dude. we ll do it again. i ll be your alibi again. reporter: there would be a mortal mission 2. coming up a drop of blood came from her nose. reporter: a virtual world turns suddenly, violently real.