His gravestone reads, "Here lies Kaspar Hauser, riddle of his time. His birth was unknown. His death mysterious. That's not [music] a legend. It's carved in stone. Nuremberg, 1833." Five years earlier, a boy appeared [music] in the streets of Nuremberg. He could barely walk. He could barely speak. He carried a letter addressed to a cavalry captain. The letter said, "I have raised this boy in my cellar since birth. [music] I have never let him see the sun." He told them he'd been kept in a dark cell his [music] whole life, 2 m by 1, a straw floor, bread >> [music] >> and water. His only companions were two wooden toy horses. He had never seen the sun. Nuremberg took him in. He learned to read in weeks, to write, [music] to draw. He was not slow. He was brilliant. Someone had stolen a life from him. Europe called him the lost prince of Baden, [music] a royal heir hidden away to protect a rival's claim to the throne. In 1829, a hooded man attacked him and whispered, "You still [music] have to die before you leave Nuremberg." In 1833, a stranger lured him to a park, handed him a purse, and stabbed him in the chest. Three days later, he was [music] dead. He was 21. In 2024, scientists tested his [music] hair using DNA methods developed for Neanderthals. The result, he was not a prince of Baden, not a royal heir, not the lost boy the story needed him to be, which makes the question worse. If he wasn't a prince, >> [music] >> who kept a boy in a dark cell for 16 years? And who killed him when the world started asking? "Here lies Kaspar [music] Hauser, riddle of his time." Still, like and subscribe. Grave [music] file TV. New file every day.