posted on Sep, 15 2008 @ 02:42 PM
Blup, you want a real life story huh? hows about this one.
Back in 1997, I attended a boarding school here in Alaska called Mt. Edgecumbe High School. Myself and 4 of my friends from various parts of Alaska
heard that a student had aquired one of these boards and we had arranged to borrow it one friday night. Now, a few of us had read up on the occult and
how to use a board properly a few days before we borrowed it. We wanted to have all of our bases covered so to speak. Anyways, my 4 friends and I
trodded off to an old condemed dormatory that was called Penrod Hall at about 2:45am, supposedly haunted, and decided to contact some spirits in a
room that a student back in the 60's had hung themselves in, just for the spook factor. Anyways we had formed a protective circle and proceded to
attempt to contact the spirits supposedly haunting the old dormatory. At about 3:15 or 3:20ish, we had made contact. At first we were all sceptical,
and thought that someone had to be moving the reticle around the board. At the time we had all swore that none of us were moving it and continued. We
began to ask a miraid amount of questions regarding the other side and continued with our questions for about 45 minutes. We asked things that only a
spirit would be able to verify, like lost loved ones, stuff we had hidden around campus, and things of that nature. It seemed fun because we started
asking some really off the wall things, you know, like if anyone in the room had crabs or herpes, kid stuff. After a while we all started experiencing
head pressure or what felt like pressure on our temples. After that we decided we had enough fun and wanted to get back to the boys dorm for some much
needed sleep. We attempted to close the board, and proceded to ask the spirits to leave, but unbeknown to us the spirits didn't want to be done. One
of my best friends, who I'll call "Joe", started to become really irrate, cussing and ranting at the board, calling the spirits names and such. Now
my friend Joe is a really calm, clean cut kid, came from a great family and all that, he just got mixed up with the wrong crowd (us). We were all in
shock because he was never ever like this, I mean if you punched this guy in the gut, he would eventually smooth out whatever the problem was and you
would end up being a friend of his.
Anyway, I digress, after a while we all started getting pretty worried at this point, because we didn't want to leave him with the board alone, and
we tried and tried to close the damn thing, but still the spirits persisted that we stay, It kept saying it wanted to show us something. It never got
into detail about what it wanted us to see but kept telling us to wait and we'll see. After about 20 minutes of this nonsense my other friend "Ray"
said "to hell with this, lets just leave it here and get back to the dorms, the residential aids are gonna know we're missing." We all agreed that
we'd come back the next day and pick it up and started to pack up to get back. No sooner than we were at our entry point, we heard things, I say
"things" because not a one of us could recognize or describe what we heard, coming for us. At this piont we are all white as ghosts and trying to
get out of the old dorm, picture 4-5 guys trying to cram out of a small boarded up window scared sh*tless. Needless to say we all got out fine, later
on that next day "Ray", myself, and "Joe" went back to Penrod during the day to retrieve the board. When we got to the room we were playing in we
could not believe our eyes, the damn thing had burnt a perfect circle in every spot where we were all sitting. We decided to bind the board and buried
it way off campus. Just about every year that goes by "Ray" and I talk about what happened and the last trip he had here to his home town (I moved
here in 2006) he told me he's been having flashback nightmares about that night, that whatever we were supposed to see is visiting him.
I recommend not playing with it, EVER