a reply to: WalkInSilence
Gah, looks like I can't spell - meant to say crystal skulls; one of the antique places I went to last month had them, and I'm thinking about getting
I do have a ghost story - wayyy back in February I went out to a local mansion that was doing haunted tours - it wasn't an overnight, but they let us
all stay till 1am. Freezing cold too; the furnace wasn't working, so we were all bundled up.
Several things happened that night that I couldn't explain - First thing was that while we were all waiting in the common room for the rest of the
parties to show up, I saw what looked like someone leaning in the doorway (as if trying to peer in and being covert) - they took a step going down the
hall (past the doorway), and vanished. This was 15 minutes in.
Second thing was that when we were in the common room (which was the most haunted), I noticed that an EMF meter was lighting up on the table in front
of a chair - This table was solid oak, so there wasn't any chance of it being a hoax.
Third was in the basement - Me and one of the guides heard some kind of growl from the coal bin in the basement, but no-one else heard it. Down there
is also a chair that supposedly, if a guy sits in it bad things happen to him. Well, me being the only guy (among some rather attractive girls my age
, I decided to sit in the chair for everyone. I did this twice: The first time, we turned off all lights and apart from someone farting in the
darkness, I felt like someone was staring at me...through the wall of the coal bin. The second time got worse: I started to get a light headache
(usually, that tells me something is basically saying "Hey! You're starting to get on my nerves!".
Fourth was back in the common room - We were doing a ghost box session as a large group. Suddenly, out of nowhere a loud *CRACK!* came out from behind
us. It sounded almost like as if someone threw a marble against the wall: The noise went around the side of the room. All of us heard it.
The last was perhaps the most interesting: We spent the last hour talking with the house owner, who I am positive is psychic: For everyone except for
me, he said something about each person that was unique to them; the girl I was with actually broke down in the car because what he said to her was
something she only told me. When he came to me, he paused, and the impression I got was he wanted me to talk about my experiences. All while I was
talking, the EMF reader closest to me was going off.
I'll have more after I get back on Sunday - I've been looking forward to this trip all summer