posted on Aug, 30 2016 @ 08:22 AM
One of the absolute scariest experiences was working at a Museum in AZ.
I found out that it had been a Mortuary and Funeral Home.
The Mortician was an Evil, Evil man.
I think we shared a mutual Hatred of each other.
On two separate occasions, I was working alone in the Building and this “thing” put its
Nasty, Icy hands on me and Screamed in my ears “GET OUT! GET OUT!;” all the
while, dropping the temps of the property down to that of a Meat Locker.
I got out alright and swore Never to return there alone, let alone work there again
Most who Volunteered there, Refused to work there alone.
It got so bad, that they had to have the place cleaned out moving the Spirits there on to
peace, closing the Portals and getting rid of the bad energies that Resided there.