Read this First - Part 1:post by GoOfYFoOt
Part 2:post by GoOfYFoOt
Now, is where the story gets weird...
Someone said they needed a drink...Another one had to use the restroom. I also went inside. My intentions were to turn off many of the lights that had
just came back on, regroup, and decide what course of action to present to the group for a continuance of the evening. At some point in the next
several minutes, Daniel got my attention. He motioned me towards the front door, and to the area where we all just experienced our now, seemingly
surreal, ordeal. I took a quick head count and realized that my wife and "Russ" the two participants that were contacting the board, were not in the
room! The multiple conversations that were going on inside the house, began to fade away, as I noticed the unusual expression Daniel was displaying.
My mind started racing! What on Earth could cause such a look, in such little time?
As I reached the doorway, I saw my wife and Russ, still seated at the board! They both were in contact with the seer, and both appeared to be in some
sort of trance! At first, I thought they were playing a joke. But, it didn't fit with my wife's sense of humor. She took such things rather seriously,
and wouldn't pretend, for the sake of a laugh. Russ was always the skeptic and timid one. I couldn't see him, holding this type of ruse together, for
this long, either. What was happening?
By this point, my typical stoic and reserved nature, must have also waned, as the entire group was behind me trying to figure out what was going on,
as well! That's when I noticed the candles...4 of them. At each corner of the board. But the flames were not right! There was no breeze, to speak of.
No motion to affect them. But each of the flames were leaning, as if something was gently pushing them over....But wait! They were not all leaning in
the same direction! As I approached with caution, I realized that they were all leaning in towards the board! As my mind tried to comprehend what my
eyes were seeing, it was as if the force acting on the candles, suddenly grew stronger! The flames became elongated, and even appeared to bend into an
arc! Where was the smoke? Typically, there is smoke emanating from the flames! What the...
Suddenly, there was a clearly audible whooshing sound. The force that everyone was witnessing, seemed to reverse! All of the candles went out,
simultaneously! Still, no one felt anything. No wind! NO breeze! No one exhaled, forcefully!
My wife and Russ, still sat motionless, with all four hands, still on the seer. Someone said, "Are they breathing?"
I couldn't tell. "Baby!" I yelled..."Michelle"!!! Someone shook them! As if, just waking up from a deep sleep, they both began to come around...Their
eyes were wide open the entire time! With a glazed-over expressionless look! Now they seem to be opening their eyes from a long restful sleep! Rubbing
them, and looking around in a dis-oriented and confused manner! Russ, jumped up and back at the same time. He appeared angry and bewildered. He
wouldn't talk to anyone and fumbled for a cigarette, and started walking down the road!
I asked my wife what happened to them? Why wouldn't she acknowledge me, before? She didn't remember! All she keept saying was that, she "saw" him.
"Saw who", I asked?... "Ted!" She finally retorted...Ted was the name given to us, by one of the entities we interacted with, over the last few
Well, what did he look like? What did you see, I asked?..."I saw him! I saw everything about him", she said.
I asked her again, "What did he look like?" She said it was hard to explain. "It was dark and he was dark. Real dark. But, somehow I could still see
him. It's like, whatever he was made of, was moving. But he was standing still!"
Highly concerned, but truly intrigued, I pushed on..."What else?" "He spoke to me", she said. "What did he say?" "Well, he didn't really speak, but I
could hear him. Well, I didn't hear him, more like I could feel his words. Like his thoughts were in my thoughts"
I'm floored, at this point! I don't know what to do? My mind is a thousand miles an hour, right now. "Are you OK? Can I get you anything? Can you
stand up?....What do you want me to do?"
"Where's Russell?" She asked.
She never calls him Russell. Why is she calling him, Russell? What the devil is going on here!?!?...
...to be continued
edit on 10/5/2012 by GoOfYFoOt because: I can...