
In October 2013, fourteen-year-old Abby Hernandez vanished on her walk home from school in rural New Hampshire. Months passed, searches faded, and a letter arrived that changed how the public understood her disappearance. When Abby finally came home,...
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Zenya Hernandez knows she wears her worry on her face as the state police parts to allow her through. The last four days have been the toughest of her life. She walks up to the microphones. It takes a moment for her eyes to adjust to the spotlights. When her vision adapts, the sea of reporters comes into view. She doesn't recognize any of them. They've come all the way from Boston. She stumbles over her words as she starts to speak. She stands frozen for just a moment, thinking about how everyone knows why she's here, but no one can imagine the pain. She starts to speak again. Abby, please come home.
Abby Hernandez
We miss you so badly, Sarah and I think about you all the time and we want you back with us.
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Please. We love you.
Abby Hernandez
We miss you.
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She can barely speak without bursting into tears. Her face furrows, but she tries to sound happy. And happy birthday, Abby. Welcome to Sword and Scale Nightmares. True crime for bedtime or nightmare begins now.
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Days earlier A detective at the Conway Police Department sits down at his desk. He takes a sip of coffee and opens a case file. It's thin. He reads the first line. Abigail Hernandez, 14 years old. Freshman at Kennett High School. Never came home from school on Wednesday, October 9. The detective grabs his mouse and his computer clicks on with a whir. He double clicks an icon on his desktop and a video starts to play. He sees Abby for the first time. He watches as she walks down the hallway of the high school. He takes note of her striped sweater, black jeans, black boots and backpack hanging off to one shoulder. The detective leans back in his chair and watches the clip again. Nothing about her stands out. Nothing looks panicked or rushed. Nothing looks planned. The detective stops the video and turns his attention back to the case file. Abby is 14, can't drive and doesn't have a car. Even if she could, she's left a stash of money behind and her backpack doesn't look like it's holding much. He flips a few pages until he lands on Abby's cell phone. Activity. She got out of school and started walking back home at around 2:45pm that day. Her activity shows she sent a text message to her boyfriend at 2:53. A single heart emoji. Then at 3:07, 14 minutes later, her phone becomes inactive. The detective scratches his head. 14 year old girls don't kill, just vanish. That's when a detail from the file catches his eye. A sudden flash of sadness rushes over him when he notices her 15th birthday is in just a few days. Weeks pass. Searches ramp up and wind down. Miles of woods and waterways are searched. With no evidence of Abby, Zena's days blur together. The small responsibilities that once filled her days feel pointless now. Abby's absence has robbed her of any sense of contentment. As she walks to the mailbox, she doesn't remember the last time she checked it. She pulls her keys out of her pocket, finds the right one and inserts it into the lock. When she opens the door, a flood of letters pour out. She watches them as they cascade to the floor. She stares. She doesn't recognize any of the names. They're probably well wishes, she thinks. She bends down to pick them up, leaving her keys dangling in the lock. She gathers them and tucks them into the crook of her arm as she reaches for the one still in the box. That's when she sees it. A letter that stands out. All the other letters hit the floor with a collective thud as she frantically rips into this letter. Tears well into her eyes and her hand covers her mouth as she reads the first line.
Abby Hernandez
Dear Mom, I miss you and love you so much more than you could imagine. I'm sorry I did this.
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Zhenya's eyes fly over the handwritten letter.
Abby Hernandez
I really miss you, mom, but I won't tell you where I am.
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She was starting to think she would never hear from Abby again.
Abby Hernandez
I've come to realize that along with love and courage, hope can speak louder than fear.
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Zhenya's tears start rolling down her cheeks.
Abby Hernandez
I had a dream where I came home and gave you the biggest hug ever. I pray to God that my dreams will come true. Love, Abby.
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Nine Months later Abby stares at her feet on the passenger floorboard. She doesn't dare to look up. She feels the unevenness of the pavement beneath the tires. She hears the wind rushing past outside. Then she feels the car start to slow. She doesn't say anything. The car slows and slows until it lurches to a stop. The driver reaches over Abby and flings the door open. Get out, the driver says. Abby puts one foot on the ground, then the other. She stands up and feels the cool night air on her skin. She breathes in deeply, the fresh air fills her lungs. Wait. The driver shouts. Give me my hat. Abby removes the ball cap from her head and tosses it into the car. The door slams shut as the car speeds away. Abby can't believe it. She's free. She looks up to the moon in the night sky and laughs for the first time in months. She looks around, not sure where she is, but picks a direction and starts walking. A little while later, Abby sees a familiar sight. Her house. She walks down the lonely street. No one is around. The search for her is long over. She slowly approaches her front door. The porch light is on. It's an odd feeling, returning home after so long. As she gets close, she hears her mother's voice on the phone inside. Her hand shakes as she nervously reaches for the doorknob and turns it. She swings the door open and says one word. Mom? Abby Zhenya replies. It takes a moment for the gravity of the situation to sink in. Then Abby hears her mother scream and drop the phone. She runs around the corner and Abby sees her for the first time in nine months. Abby runs to her mother and falls into her arms. They hug each other and don't let go. When Abby disappeared, the community of Conway rallied together. Friends, family, and students all joined search teams. Volunteers passed out missing fliers. Everyone felt the heartbreak and assumed the worst. Abby's disappearance made the national news back then. Now the news of her return was just as widespread. The court of public opinion wasn't fair to Abby. They saw a teenager return after nine months missing, and she was totally fine. She walked in her front door, uninjured, as if she never left. In the weeks to follow, Abby started to talk. It took her some time to feel comfortable enough to share what had happened to her. She didn't describe what had been done to her, not yet, anyway. But she did say who was responsible. She said that while in captivity, her captor handed her a book. On the inside, written in ink, was a name. That name was Nathaniel Kibby. The police moved quickly but carefully. They verified what Abby told them. They tracked Kibby down, and when Abby was shown a lineup, she didn't hesitate. Seeing him again broke what little distance she had managed to build. She burst into tears and identified him immediately after that. There was no avoiding what happened next. Abby had to sit down with the investigators and tell them exactly what happened. So she sits down with detectives. She crosses her arms, unsure of how this is going to go. She listens as they ask her to start at the beginning. A quiet hush falls over the room as she starts to recall that day, Abby leaves school and decides to walk home. She walks home all the time, but this day she's wearing an early birthday present. Her new boots. After a while, blisters start to form. Abby winces. Walking is painful, and she regrets not taking the bus. Just then, a pale blue pickup pulls alongside her with the windows down. Her head swings around to see the driver. He asks if she wants a ride. She looks at the man. He looks like an average person from Conway. A slight shift in her feet reminds her of the pain in her heel, and she agrees to ride. She hops in the truck and shuts the door. Even though she accepted the ride, she's still a bit cautious, asking him to drop her near her home rather than giving him the address. The truck rumbles down the road and he asks if he can make a stop first. As he pulls into a local business, Abby suddenly feels a surge of nervousness. Then she sees the gun. The man tells her that if she screams or tries to escape, he'll kill her. She stays silent. He puts a ball cap on her head and pulls it down low. He handcuffs her hands behind her back. He covers her body with a jacket and pulls onto the road. He instructs her to stare at the floor. Abby takes a deep breath and attempts to appeal to his sympathy. She says she won't judge him and if he just lets her go, she won't tell anyone. He doesn't respond. Abby swallows hard and whispers a question. Are you going to rape me? He grumbles and asks, how old are you? She whispers again. I'm 14. Silence fills the cab of the truck and she starts to peek from under the ball cap to see where they're going, when she feels an intense burning pain in her leg. At first she thinks she's been shot, but then realizes she was tased. Abby feels the adrenaline pump into her body more than she's ever felt before. She doesn't try to peek again. Instead, she starts singing. Maybe he'll change his mind, she thinks. She slowly starts reciting the words to Amazing Grace. Oh, the man says with a hint of glee. You want music. Abby hears the dial on the radio click and Paint it Black by the Rolling Stones starts to rise. In the truck, she feels the road beneath the car change from pavement to gravel to dirt. She realizes he's taking back roads. After a long drive, they arrive at their destination. It's dark now. Abby can't see past the headlights. The man leads her to a storage shed, opens the door and takes her inside. She quickly tries to take in her surroundings without letting on what she's doing. The shed is large, bigger than her bedroom. It's filled with tools, workbenches and a Don't Tread on Me flag is hanging. He gags her and chains her hands and feet. He places a blindfold over her eyes, then an old T shirt, then a motorcycle helmet. When he's confident she can't escape, he rapes her. Abby prays to God for salvation, but she never says amen. She never finishes her prayer so that God stays with her, so that she isn't alone. A few days later, Kibby shows her the news footage of her mother pleading for her to come home. Abby's never felt such sadness. She watches her mother speak through tears, stumbling over words. Tears well up and her throat tightens as she starts to cry. For the first time since this started, Kibby made her write a letter home. He instructed Abby to make it appear she had run away. She could tell he only wanted them to stop looking for her. She writes the letter as he's instructed, but she tries to add a secret message. With her fingernail, she made tiny indentations on the paper spelling out the words help and kidnapped. But Kibby found the messages and punished her. He tied her down and tased the bottom of her feet. Abby tried not to yell, but the pain was the worst she'd ever felt. Eventually, all she could do was scream. The months that followed brought much more suffering for Abby. She described what amounted to pure torture. To keep her quiet when he was gone, he put a dog's shock collar around her neck. If she even raised her voice just a little, she would be shocked. To keep her from escaping, he booby trapped the door to explode if it was opened by anyone other than him. But Abby held on to hope and was determined to survive, no matter how unlikely it seemed. Abby looks up. After recounting much of her story. The detectives stare across from her. She slowly scans each of their faces, some with expressions of disgusting, others with pity. One detective leans forward and looks her in the eye. He asks, how did you get away? Abby stares back for a moment, then replies, I didn't. She starts to explain that survival was all that mattered. So she adopted a strategy. She never contradicted or argued with him. She always did what she was asked. And it worked. Over time, she gained a little more freedom helping him with projects in the shed. But more importantly, she earned his trust. She lived like this for months, only seeing the outside during the brief moments the door was open. Then one day, Kibby came into the shed in a panic. She'd never seen him act this way before. He was on edge, saying the cops were onto him, not for kidnapping her, but for counterfeiting money. It was only a matter of time before they came to search the property. Abby started shaking anxiously, not knowing what that meant for her, but Kibby put his ball cap on her head and loaded her onto his truck once again. The next thing she knew, he was pushing her out on the side of the road and she was free.
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The initial search for Abby was massive. Everyone felt the loss. But when the letter arrived, those feelings shifted. People stopped asking where Abby was and started asking why she left. Some were angry. Others were certain. They said she'd run away. They said she should be charged. They said she should repay the state for the costs of the search. But the police never believed that story. The letter held too many contradictions. Who refuses to say where they are, but dreams of coming home? The answer if you're A rational human being is nobody who claims to be safe, yet leaves everyone searching indefinitely again. Nobody. When the truth finally became public, the certainty disappeared almost overnight. Abby went from spoiled teenage runaway to something else entirely. A survivor, Nathaniel Kibby was charged with felony kidnapping, aggravated felonious sexual assault, criminal restraint, use of a deadly weapon during the commission of a felony, and additional related offenses tied to her confinement. Prosecutors faced a decision. They could take the case to trial and force Abby to relive everything in a courtroom under cross examination, sitting just feet away from the man who took nine months of her life away from her. Or they could guarantee he would never walk free without asking her to testify. Guess which one they chose. They offered Kibby a plea deal. The defense agreed, acknowledging overwhelming evidence. Kibby pleaded guilty and was sentenced to 45 to 90 years in prison. For the 35 year old Kibby, it was effectively a life sentence. There would be no trial, no spectacle, no public retelling. And for Abby, that mattered after all that she'd been through. Because surviving wasn't the end of the story. Living afterwards was. Abby went on to become a hairdresser and a mother. She lives a private life in Maine with her young son. Years later, Abby chose to tell her story on her own terms, serving as an executive producer on the Lifetime film Girl in the the Kidnapping of Abby Hernandez. And after everything that was taken from her, Abby chose something simple. No flash, no attention, no scrutiny. Just a life that belongs only to her. If you enjoyed the show, please consider joining plus@swardandscale.com plus but if you can't, consider leaving us a positive review on your preferred listening platform. Sweet dreams and good night.
This episode recounts the true-crime story of Abby Hernandez—a 14-year-old girl from New Hampshire who was kidnapped while walking home from school and held captive for nine months. The narrative explores the emotional agony of Abby’s disappearance, the desperate search led by her community and mother, her unimaginable ordeal in captivity, and ultimately, her escape, survival, and quest for a normal life.
The underlying focus is not just on surviving horror, but also on reclaiming one's life after it.
Abby, please come home. [00:42, Narrator]
We miss you so badly, Sarah and I think about you all the time and we want you back with us. [01:30, Abby's sister]
She can barely speak without bursting into tears. [01:41, Narrator]
Dear Mom, I miss you and love you so much more than you could imagine. I'm sorry I did this. [06:35, Abby’s letter]
I've come to realize that along with love and courage, hope can speak louder than fear. [06:57, Abby’s letter]
She swings the door open and says one word. Mom? Abby Zhenya replies [...] They hug each other and don't let go. [10:38, Narrator]
Some were angry. Others were certain. They said she'd run away. They said she should be charged. [23:02, Narrator]
Survival was all that mattered. So she adopted a strategy. She never contradicted or argued with him. She always did what she was asked. And it worked. [19:12, Narrator]
She tried to add a secret message... spelling out the words help and kidnapped. But Kibby found the messages and punished her. [16:52, Narrator]
The defense agreed, acknowledging overwhelming evidence. Kibby pleaded guilty and was sentenced to 45 to 90 years in prison. [23:44, Narrator]
Living afterwards was [the story]. [24:20, Narrator]
Just a life that belongs only to her. [24:48, Narrator]
"Survival was all that mattered. So she adopted a strategy. She never contradicted or argued with him. She always did what she was asked. And it worked." [19:12, Narrator]
"When the truth finally became public, the certainty disappeared almost overnight. Abby went from spoiled teenage runaway to something else entirely. A survivor." [23:25, Narrator]
"Just a life that belongs only to her." [24:48, Narrator]
"Survival" offers an unflinching, sympathetic look at the ordeal of Abby Hernandez—highlighting not only the horror she endured, but her resourcefulness and quiet courage. It probes the nature of public judgment and the true meaning of survival, ultimately celebrating Abby not as a victim, but a survivor who reclaimed her own life, on her own terms.
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