Friday, May 18, 2007
Ghost Hunt 2007, Chapter III
Posted by: lain // Category: Ghosts!, Hunting! // 8:44 pm
It’s not quite dark yet, so I’m not quite terrified yet, but let me tell you what–Carson is hiding under her desk, rocking back and forth, and trembling a little.
(Carson is the one in the glasses)
Luckily for you, she’s got her laptop under there and is prepared to post live updates on Wren’s Nest Ghost Hunt 2007, Chapter III: This Time, It’s For Real.
Keep it locked, and we’ll keep you posted throughout the evening on the Wren’s Nest ghosts, the Ghost Hounds, and everything bizarre that happens along the way.
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9:38 pm, Lain - Okay, so maybe Carson wasn’t as scared as I’d thought. She made her way not only out from under the desk, but out of the room, too…about forty minutes ago.
And she hasn’t come back.
Gulp.
Actually, she has. But only to tell me that while the Hounds were patrolling for ghosts in the attic, she stood by a camera downstairs, perfectly still right by the stairs.
While she was listening to the faint voices of the Ghost Hounds above, the camera started making noises. It was taking pictures. BY ITSELF!
She heard the Hounds upstairs– “There it is, going down the stairs!”
WNIC flipped, ran in here, flipped out some more, and ran out.
Current status - Whaa?
11:06 pm, Carson - Ghah.
Lain and I just emerged with the ghost hunting team from the parlor, where we’ve been circled up, motionless and goosepimpled for over an hour. The electromagnetic field detectors (otherwise known as K2 meters) were going wild!
Turns out we have a spirit in our midst.
Ghost hunting is like playing a spooky version of 20 questions. With the K2 meters picking up energy fields in the vicinity, the dialogue goes something like this:
Ghost Hunter: Spirit, if you’re here, show us using the device in my hands. (K2 meter hesitates, then flashes. Hmm…)
GH: Is that you? If you’re trying to communicate with us, flash the device once. (Silence. Meter flashes once. Oooo!)
GH: Thank you. Can you flash it twice for me now? (Meter flashes twice, as if on command. Eeek!)
GH: Great. Now I’m going to ask you some questions. Please answer one flash for no, two for yes. (Meter goes berserk. Chills all around!)
And so on.
11:42 pm, Lain - I’m not sure if “spooky” really does the K2 meter justice.
So you’re sitting in the dark with a bunch of people you don’t know, listening to this guy ask questions and then, somehow, getting answers from a spirit who is communicating through a light meter.
Tonight, we were talking to a spirit named something like “May Bell” or “Mabel” who was very patient with our questions.
So patient, in fact, that the Q&A session lulled me into thinking that this was totally normal discourse. When we started asking questions, and the light meter would answer, I’d get goosebumps and give a little shriek.
But then, once the answers became consistent, it was like we were in a conversation with this chick May who died sometime before 1870, was originally born in Trinidad, worked in the kitchen of the former plantation, and wore a white dress with red checkers. I left feeling like made a new friend!
…which, when you consider we were talking to a ghost communicating through a light meter, is totally and utterly spooky.
Current Status - bemused …and shaking a bit.
11:59 pm, Carson - Aside from the K2 meter, which I too became abnormally comfortable with, we were witness to some other spooky phenomena.
Like the time Darren reported that his entire left arm had gone cold.
Or when Patrick saw an orb of light… swirling over my head.
Or when one of the women claimed to be seeing Mabel clearly in her mind, complete with head scarf and red checkered dress. And when she asked Mabel if her visions were correct, the spirit would answer enthusiastically in the affirmative (using the light meter).
But the thing that really made my hair stand on end was when the motion-detector camera in the hall would spontaneously start snapping away, when clearly there was nobody there…
Hair on end, yes, but grinning all the while.
Mabel from Trinidad, welcome to the Wren’s Nest!
12:20 am, Lain - Welp, the Ghost Hounds are out of here. Thanks, y’all, for introducing me to new friends and new nightmares.
Next ghost hunt: June 2nd, but who knows if I’ll be here–it’s ladies night. Ladies ghost night, that is.
Current Status - Really, really glad I’m not turning out the lights by myself this time.
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Wow, I’m impressed! That is one well-dressed ghost. White with red checkers never goes out of style. I don’t blame Mabel for dressing up. Those Ghost Hounds look pretty stylish in their screen-printed, ghost tees.
I had the pleasure of meeting the ghost hounds. They seemed like normal people to me. I am going to have to horne up on my people skills. MABEL DO YOU YOU HAVE ANY CONNECTIONS TO SOME “SUGAR KANE” MONEY FOR THE WREN’S NEST?
[...] The vibe is a little different than your average ghost hunt (check out earlier ghost hunt vibes: one, two, three, and four). I feel like we’re setting up for a tea party or a baby shower or something, so I’m pretty relaxed. Crackin’ wise, bein’ cool kool as usual. [...]
Dear Lain,
Thank you so much for hospitality and your willingness to help further our research! It was definitely an interesting investigation. I know the ladies had an incredible night full of experiences as well. We’ll talk soon!