PARANORMAL INVESTIGATION

LOCATION: HANCOCK COUNTY

DATE: FALL 2006

Still not fully recovered from the Labor Day Investigation (cough) I mean Picnic. To say I was still licking my wounds wouldn’t be a stretch of the imagination, when this often discussed opportunity to do a house investigation, presented itself to me.

A house, that had a history, for my Co-Investigator, so she was somewhere that was else. After my several attempts to corner her and reel her in, she may not have gotten her feet wet, but she still got her fair share of the behind the scenes work, research, editing, history.   She scurried around beating the bushes, to see if there was a young girl that might have died in the house, to back up the photos.  After coming up empty handed, she was quickly befuddled by my, "maybe it was a servants daughter?"  Servants quarters, mansion, makes sense. 

My Co-Investigator a confessed and often dunked Ipswich Witch, had been to the house before, and would rather fall on her own sword then admit to actually feeling any presence. So there was absolutely no reason for me to even attempt an investigation, purely a waste of my time.

All the more reason for me to find something and show my strengths, not having much luck with visual sightings, I’m told I rely to much on my tech geek attributes.

The moment I turned on the camera, I had a feeling, about the hallway, the hallway that I took 10 different photos from the same spot throughout the investigation. The same hallway that led to a bedroom where I left one of my 2 recorders going for 10 minutes. The other was in another bedroom, about 20 feet from Recorder 1.

I go into detail on the placement of the recorders, because I caught a loud, excited voice, that spoke so rapidly, not one word can be understood. That is forward, of course. But when played in reverse words can be clearly heard.

I along with the owner had been walking through the upstairs, which although hardwood floors in every room, made for some pretty quiet EVP sweeping.

When editing one of the 2 10 minute sweeps, we could clearly but very lowly be heard talking in the background. The shocking scream of an EVP was made over our low voices.

I also managed to pick it up on the second recorder, lower, but still clear. The reverse words also have a slightly different phrase. Still pretty much the same meaning, but almost in a different voice.

The Photo, the last of the hallway photos, was taken from the stairwell, overlooking the hallway. When I found it, I yelled, "that's what I'm talking about." Is the house haunted? I’ll let you decide.

Any lack of investigative report or photo layouts of the house, was intentionally left out, in respect of the clients wishes to remain anonymous.  So I couldn't put her actual address which is 1060 West Addison, Chicago IL.