i mean, not with nancy pfister home. kathy knew that when nancy rented her house, she kept her personal belongings locked in a closet in the master bedroom. but she and kathy had unlocked it when she got home. at that point, i was not feeling comfortable. something was not right. keith morrison: kathy, who often house sat for nancy, had a spare key, but it was back in her house. so she went home, got the key, returned, opened the closet door. when i opened that door, that odor is so overwhelming. it hit me in the face. and i looked down, and i could see the shape. keith morrison: a shape hidden under a pile of blankets and coverings. but with one glimpse, kathy just knew, she said. it was nancy pfister. hard to get that image out of your mind? it is. it's kind of stuck there? it is. keith morrison: kathy fled the house, got in her car, called 911. kathy carpenter (on phone): oh my god. no. it's pretty desolate up there. so i jumped in the car, and i thought, i'll just drive down the hill and get to the police department.