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A Scare In Your Step: America’s Most Haunted Hikes

Hiking is the most popular activity for travelers, tourism researchers report, so it comes as no surprise that new trails and walking adventures are constantly being developed across the country for tourists and locals alike. If you enjoy the great outdoors, you might be wondering how to square that with your interest in the paranormal. But haunting experiences aren’t just confined to haunted houses and historic landmarks: there are a number of hiking trails across the United States reported to be seriously haunted.

The next film in the popular "Crypto Files Series" is nearing completion and a release date. The film was shot in Harlan, Kentucky at a local business that is home to unusual activity.

In this film, the team does extensive historical research on the building to help unlock some of the secrets. During the investigation part of the film the team captures a variety of unusual evidence. This evidence is topped off with an apparent capture of an actual ghost figure.

England’s Most Haunted Locations Revealed

England is home to one of the most haunted cities in the world. London has been cited as a top scary location due to popular tourist spots, including the Tower of London and Westminster Abbey, being possessed by the ghostly spirits of monks, soldiers, and ‘The Gray Lady’. But step away from the capital city and you’ll find even more hair-raising locations in some of England’s most haunted counties.

Tips for Telling Spooky Ghost Stories at a Kids Camping Weekend

In 2017, it was revealed that 13 million American families intended to camp more than they did in 2016, according to the 2017 North American Camping Report. Camping can be a great activity to do with the kids and there are plenty of things to keep everyone entertained to take part in.

One great idea, depending on the age of your children, is to tell spooky ghost stories while you are camping. There are some great ideas to help you set the scene and create a spooky atmosphere that is suitable for the whole family.

Recently, we purchased some new 4k cameras and thought it would be good to test out the night shot on them. What better way to check them out than a good old fashioned EVPs session in our local old haunted jail.

We actually filmed the documentary Imprisoned Spirits: In Search of the Unknown, here at this very location. The jail has a rich history of paranormal activity and a somewhat checkered past.

Here is the video of the EVP Session.
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Sleep Paralysis Or Something More Sinister?

With 50-70 million American adults reporting that they have a sleep disorder, it's an issue that needs to be addressed. Sleep disorders can vary from moderate to chronic insomnia, a obstructive sleep apnea or sleep paralysis, and a lack of sleep can lead to poor physical and mental health. Sometimes it's hard to sleep when we're convinced that something goes bump in the night, so whether the prospect of a Bigfoot sighting is keeping you awake or you hear creaks in the house that don't exist, is sleep paralysis affecting you, or is something more spooky occurring?

Before I get into the whole story about this strange picture, let me tell you that I do know the people involved and the witness personally. I know the location and have been in this store many times. Now with that said I want to let you know upfront that I can not use the name of the store or the witness's real name. We always try to protect those who wish to remain anonymous.

Now, on with the story.

This was a very recent event and there seems to be some on going paranormal activity taking place. Today, I spoke with the witness, who was still shaken up by the whole experience, and got the details.

The Paranormal And Metaphysics Converge With Science
“Spooky Science” That Will Change The World
By Dorraine Fisher

The studies known as the phantom DNA experiments prove humans can potentially control their reality.

In the world of physics, the science is starting to get a little spooky. And the findings suggest some things we never imagined.

We all often feel out of control, like we’re swirling in a vortex of chaos and confusion; totally caught at the mercy of Mother Reality. But are we really? You hear it all the time these days. That you control your reality. Some blow it off as some kind of new age hippie talk. Others listen but don’t take it too seriously. But many are starting to tune in a little closer. And that’s because it’s real.  And science has had to acknowledge it because they’ve witnessed it in the lab.

October is the month in which we talk about ghost and goblins. It seems we tend to hear some good ghost stories in the month of October. I ran across and good one today and wanted to share it. It comes from the Heartland Series which is produced by WBIR Channel 10. The original air date is 1984.

Here is the episode.  

The actual title of the episode is "Haints" but most people call it the "Milk Pail Lady" episode.
The character of Otis Dixon is played by Hal Watson and the milk pail lady is played by then Heartland producer Laura Armour.


This post by Thomas Marcum, Thomas is the founder/leader of the cryptozoology and paranormal research organization known as The Crypto Crew. Over 20 years experience with research and investigation of unexplained activity, working with video and websites. A trained wild land firefighter and a published photographer, and poet.

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The old all girls orphanage in Savannah, GA was built is 1810. A fire at the orphanage took the lives of two young girls. They continue to be seen to this day. The sound of girls singing and playing has been reported for years. There is also reports of object being moved around in rooms. Is it being done by the two little girls?

This general area of Georgia has a long history of being a haunted. Moss covers many trees like a bride's veil, and it creates a shadowy and eerie atmosphere, that seems almost inviting to ghost. Savannah's Colonial cemetery is a favorite stop for ghost hunters and those looking for a brush with the spirit world.    

Check out the 3rd episode of FolkTales.

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This post by Thomas Marcum, Thomas is the founder/leader of the cryptozoology and paranormal research organization known as The Crypto Crew. Over 20 years experience with research and investigation of unexplained activity, working with video and websites. A trained wild land firefighter and a published photographer, and poet.

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Ghost rips up hotel room
Ghost at the Hotel?

This Post By TCC Team Member Dorraine Fisher. Dorraine is a Professional Writer, a nature and wildlife enthusiast who has written for many magazines. Get Dorraine's book The Book Of Blackthorne!

Wingate Hotel Poltergeist – Real or Hoax?
By Dorraine Fisher

Here is a video of a supposed poltergeist at a Wingate Hotel in Illinois. Guests at the hotel reported hearing screaming coming from this room on September 4, 2003, and security went in to investigate only to find the room disheveled, the carpet torn to shreds, and the shower turned on. If you listen closely, you can hear the screaming before the officer enters the room. And while the security officer is inside the room, watch carefully as the hallway lights flicker while a transparent apparition is caught on tape leaving the room.

This is pretty creepy stuff, but is it real or a hoax?

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Message from the grave

This Post By TCC Team Member Dorraine Fisher. Dorraine is a Professional Writer, a nature and wildlife enthusiast who has written for many magazines. Get Dorraine's book The Book Of Blackthorne!

©The Crypto Crew
Text Message From Beyond?
A Final Message From a Friend?
By Dorraine Fisher

Have you ever had strange experiences after someone close to you died?

"Jay" is someone who prefers to remain anonymous, but swears he had communications with a friend via text message who had previously been killed in an auto accident.

"It was the weirdest thing that’s ever happened to me," he said with a pang of sadness that was still obvious. "Carl had been my best friend for years. We grew up together, took vacations together, and met our wives almost at the same time. And when the accident happened, it was like I’d lost a brother. I was beside myself."

But on the day following his friend’s funeral, Jay, in his grief, couldn’t get his head together. He had promised the family that he would pick up some pictures and personal items from the funeral home after the funeral service was over and deliver them back to Carl’s wife.

The family had created a type of shrine to Carl for the funeral that consisted of old and new pictures, his favorite sports memorabilia, items from his children, and other favorite personal items for people to look at and remember him.

"It was my only job that day. I promised I’d do that one little thing. But I was tired and I got to talking to people and it just slipped my mind," Jay recalled.

And he didn’t remember it until he was some seven miles away from the funeral home. He stopped in a parking lot of an old rural church and pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket.

"I was getting ready to call Carl’s wife and let her know what happened and that I’d be late."

But to his surprise, Jay glanced at the screen on his IPhone only to see a message already opened and scrawled across the screen, "You really are stupid, you know that. Haha!"

"I checked for a number of the caller but there was none, which was really weird, and I was curious. So I asked, ‘Who is this?’ And within seconds the answer came back, ‘Who do you think this is, Chief?’"

"And then I felt like I’d swallowed a big rock. Carl always called me Chief. It actually dated back to our days as kids when we played cowboys and Indians. The name Chief just kind of stuck."

"I just buried you today. You’re dead. I don’t know who this is but, what kind of a sick bastard are you? I punched in the message, feeling pretty mad and not knowing what to say or what to think. Only that someone was playing a really sick joke."

But then there was no response for quite some time and Jay began to think he may have just dreamt the whole thing even though he could see it on the screen.

"I was surely tired enough," he said.

But he kept staring at the screen, feeling confused and somewhat mesmerized in his fatigue, and he stared off across the highway for a moment only to hear his phone chime another text message.

The text appeared on the screen. "Lucky for you, dumba**, they boxed all my stuff up and left it in the coatroom for you to pick up. ‘Good thing somebody’s on the ball today, ‘cause you sure ain’t. Hahaha!"

"I swear my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest," Jay recalled. Carl had also called me that name fairly often… when we weren’t with our families, of course. But now I had to know if it was who I thought it was. So I typed."


"But no answer. So I sat there for a minute, thinking I’d surely gone crazy. And it seemed like a really long time when I suddenly looked down at my phone again."

"You really are stupid,’ the text said again."

But Jay just stared at the screen, only to see another message appear.

"You’ve been stupid since we were kids and you rode your bike off the dock at Spring Lake. Hahaha!"

"So now, I was stunned. Nobody talked to me like that…except Carl. And nobody knew about that except Carl. I nearly drowned that day because my foot got stuck in the bike when I went in the water. Carl’s the one that jumped in and got me. He helped me get the bike out of the lake and he swore he’d never tell anyone. I would have been in big trouble if he had."

"So I texted back."

"How did you know about that?" I typed.

But then there was no answer again. So Jay waited again. He glanced away from the screen again and then glanced back to find another message.

"I gotta go, Chief."

"Wait," I texted back."

"Take care of things for me," a text returned.

"And that was all," Jay told me. "I asked him once more to wait, but there weren’t any more messages. I stared at the screen for a while until I pulled myself together and the screen went off. I sat there for a minute wondering if this had really happened to me. And I tried to pull up the last message again only to find that it wasn’t there. All the messages were just gone."

Disappointed and a little bewildered, Jay drove all the way back to the funeral home that was in the neighboring town hoping to get the items quickly and be on his way. But when he arrived, he found they had been removed from the entryway.

"I yelled out to see if anyone was around to help, but there was no answer, though I suspected everyone was in the office upstairs. I was so tired, and I didn’t quite know what to do for a minute until I realized that the text message had said the stuff was in a box in the coatroom. I felt a little weird about it but nevertheless I went into the coatroom. And sure enough there was a box sitting just inside the doorway. It was half open and had the family name printed on the outside in black marker. I flipped the lid open and saw that all the items were there…ready for me to take home….just like the text had said."

"It’s strange what goes through your mind," he said. "I never told Carl’s wife because I didn’t want her to know he’d contacted me instead of her. Though maybe he contacted her too and she never said anything to me about it. Why would she? Who would believe it anyway?

So, did Jay receive a text message from beyond?

"Sometimes I’m not sure I believe it either," he said. "But when he told the story about the day at the lake, I really wanted to believe it. We were good friends. He talked to me just like that all the time. And we never went back on our promises. I really don’t think anyone knew about it except him and me. I guess I want to believe it was him saying goodbye in his own way, but I know I’ll never know for sure." *******DF


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The Haunting of Whaley House
The Haunting of Whaley House
The Haunting of Whaley House
Rated: NR, Running Time: 90 minutes
Directed by Jose Prendes
Release date: 2012, Available Now- Blu-Ray, DVD, Streaming
 Movie Review
Thomas Marcum

This fictitious movie is loosely base on the haunted folklore of the real Whaley House. During the making of this film the real Whaley House was considered for shooting the film but after going into the real Whaley House the director seen that the rooms were just too small to fit the cast, crew and equipment in them.

Now my thoughts about the movie. My wife and I sat back tonight and wanted to watch a decent scary movie, so we picked The Haunting of Whaley House. The basic premise of the movie is what got our attention, a small group of amateur ghost hunters spend a night in the haunted Whaley House.
The movie starts off pretty good and the set up is decent enough, the set up being that a tour guide at Whaley House don't believe the house if really haunted. It's not too long into the movie that the non believing tour guide is talked into taking her friends into the Whaley House for a night visit. There are several gruesome deaths during the movie and a few "jumpy" parts. The acting is decent enough but there is some weak and/or over acted scenes and in some of the scenes the lighting is not the best and the results is a too dark scene but it really don't effect or change the enjoyment of the film.

Overall we found the movie entertaining and my wife actually stayed awake until the end, which rarely happens. If you are a fan of ghosting hunting shows, which is the fan base this film seems geared towards, you might like this movie. While this movie is not a homerun or a must watch by any means, it is a decent film for a cool October night. The movie should be enjoyable for both believers and non believer in the paranormal. Check out The Haunting of Whaley House on Facebook by Clicking Here.

The Haunting of Whaley House is presented by The Asylum, who recently made some waves with the movie Sharknado.

Rating: 3 out of 5


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This is an interview I recently did with Bob LaFlamme. We talk about the EVP he recorded on a voice activated recorder left in a cemetery tomb. We also talk about Bob's Near Death Experience (NDE) and some of the things he saw.
Here is the enhanced version I did of Bob's original EVP recording.

I know this post and story may not appeal to everyone due to it's religious overtones but the NDE phenomenon does have an air of mystery surrounding it and has been reported by many people.
Just what are the cause and purpose of NDEs is open for debate I suppose but most who have them make a complete turn around in their lives for the better.

As for EVPs they are pretty common place on most TV shows but this one kind of stands out due to the question posed by Bob and his question was "What is it like to be dead?"
The EVP was recorded at an old cemetery tomb in Athol, Ma. and the photos used in the interview, including the attack photos, are from the event and area.

A special thanks to Bob, Carole and their family for sharing the original EVP with me and for doing the interview.

I hope you enjoy this interview and if you have had a similar experience with either EVPs or NDEs, feel free to contact me.


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On 4/22/2007 the fire department was dispatched to a local pizza shop with a reported fire.
Sure enough the pizza shop was on fire. Someone snapped a photo.

Pizza shop on fire.
If you will notice it appears to be ghostly looking figure walking behind the van on the left.

Here is a couple enhancements of the photo

Could this be ghostly images of victims of the fire? or is it just some kind of camera error?
I don't know if anyone even died in the fire or not but it does appear to be legs walking behind the van. I also do not know where this photo was taken.
What do you think?


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Large Orb at the tree
This report was sent to us a couple days ago. Here is what is on record.

Name: Kayleigh
State: TX
Date of Sighting: April 9, 2013
Time of Day: 11:30 PM
Nearest Town: Fort Worth
Length of Sighting: 2 minutes
How many Witnesses: 1 (me)
Any Photos/Videos: Yes!
Describe sighting in detail: I found a big gecko on the back porch so I grabbed my camera to take a pic. I felt this urge to take a picture of the open field we have next to our house. So I did and the first picture I took I found a bright orb by the base of a tree and right after I took the picture, my camera battery started to drain and eventually died after about a minute.

Here is a zoom in on the orb

So could be be a ghost orb or some reflection of some kind.
Thanks goes to  Kayleigh for sharing the story and photo.


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Ghost activity
Jason tells of some strange happenings the fist day he was there, Here is his story.
"Well, We get to the undisclosed location this morning and go to what's called "Quarters I". Now before I go on, Quarters I was home to a young girl about 5 years of age back in the late 1800s. She died of Scarlet Fever, so I'm told... That being said, I'm guessing that she didn't completely leave the place. We Started working, and took a break. As we were all downstairs we heard a clang from upstairs. I was the only one that decided to go up, and found that the pole for the roller fell out of the bucket and fell on the floor... Ok, that happens, no biggie. My boss, Eric, told me that he propped it up in a corner so that it wouldn't fall, "But Eric," I said, "the pail and roller are in the middle of the floor..." We all just looked at each other, and shrugged it off....
A bit later, we were back in working, Me and my other boss, Dotty were downstairs, and Eric was on the second of 3 floors. I was saying that I was thus far unimpressed with the ghost that was supposedly in there. Dotty then said aloud, "If there's a ghost in here, knock twice" I quickly responded, "If you're just here to scare the hell out of Eric, knock three times." That no sooner left my mouth and we heard three loud, bangs. I thought Eric may have fallen from a ladder, so we called to him, no answer. We then ran up to where he was, and met him coming down, stating, "(Expletive) this!! I'm all done here!!" We followed him downstairs and asked him what happened. The room he was in had three doors that lead to a common hallway, and he said all of a sudden, all three doors slammed shut. There was no wind today, and only one window was open, so that eliminates a cross-breeze.
We went outside to relax a bit, and on my way out, I grabbed a drink from my lunch box that was on the counter next to the sink, across from a small bar-type table and stepped over a mud knife, a screwdriver, and a wire brush, making sure not to step on Dotty's cell phone that was on the floor also.
After 10-15 minutes, we headed back inside, and when I came into the kitchen, my lunch box was on the bar on the opposite side of the kitchen. On top of it was the mud knife, the screwdriver, the wire brush, and Dotty's cell phone.
 Nothing else occurred that day."
Jason still has a few days work left at the undisclosed location, we will keep you updated and any new happenings.
It is also my understanding that no cameras are allowed onto the site...so we may not be able to get any pictures. sorry. I do have an audio recording that I will be going over very soon, if anything unusual is on it I  post it up.

[This article had to be edited and the actual location removed from the post]
 ©2012 The Crypto Crew
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Bumps In The Night
Dorraine Fisher Shares Her Ghost Story

By Dorraine Fisher

           You think you know what’s real in this world until something happens to shake up your paradigms.
            Some years ago, I lived in an old Victorian house near our downtown area. I loved the house because it was huge and roomy and had a lot of character. But it was well over a hundred years old; creaky and squeaky and settling like it had a life of its own. And it wouldn’t be long before I found out how true that statement was.  
            One day, as I was watching TV in the living room, I heard strange noises that seemed to come from upstairs. My roommate traveled for her job and was gone a lot, but when she was home, I could often hear her upstairs walking around in the hallway. But on this particular day, she wasn’t home.
            I muted the TV volume to listen more closely, and I heard what sounded like her up there walking around. There was a spot in the floor that squeaked in a particular way any time someone stepped over it. And that’s what it was. I’d heard it so many times from downstairs.
            The dog had noticed it first and stood at the foot of the open stairway barking.  But she didn’t move from that spot. She just stared upward whining.
            “Who is it, Brigitte?” I asked the dog in an urgent tone, trying to get her to go upstairs. She was rarely afraid of anything, but she just stood there whining and wagging her tail nervously like she wanted me to go up first instead.
           “Some guard dog you are,” I said.  “Hello! Cheryl, are you up there? I didn’t hear you come home.”
             I looked out the window at the street to see if her car was there, but the whole street out front was empty. I checked the back driveway to see if she might have parked there, but her car was no where around. She wasn’t home.
              I didn’t really want to go upstairs to investigate, but the noise stopped abruptly anyway and the dog suddenly calmed down. So I watched TV for a while that evening and got ready for bed.
               But as I lay in bed reading my book that night, the dog that was lying on the floor lifted her head and flipped her ears toward the bedroom doorway. I stopped to listen and heard that same squeaking noise again in the hallway in that same spot in the floor.
               “Hello,” I yelled again. “Is anyone there?”
                There was no answer. I convinced myself I was just hearing things or it was the house settling again, and I rolled over and went to sleep.
            In the days that followed, I heard a lot of noises that I attributed to the house settling, but some strange things started to happen.
            There was an old upright piano in the downstairs hallway that had been left with the house when I moved in. And I had arranged groups of family pictures on top of it. But strangely enough, one day I walked in to find one of the larger pictures lying face down on the floor in front of it.  I wouldn't have thought it so strange but I had arranged the pictures in a staggered pattern and this one had been situated partially behind another picture that had oddly not been disturbed.  I was puzzled, but I put the picture gently back into its place and I left for work as usual.
              But later when I returned home,  I was a bit shocked to find the same picture face down on the floor again in the same place, still with no other pictures in front of it having been moved.  I was now starting to feel that something was very strange.  No one else had been in the house, no one else except my traveling roommate had a key, and nothing else had been moved.
            Several more weeks passed.  I heard the strange footsteps periodically and occasionally found something around the house that had been moved.  I tried to think of a way to dismiss it all as being normal, but one event made that impossible.
            One night as I was sleeping, I suddenly awoke to the feeling of something at the end of the bed like someone sitting on the corner near my feet. A little surge of adrenalin rushed over me as I struggled to focus in the dark room, but I saw nothing.  I thought it must have been the dog moving around in the dark and I went back to sleep.
           Then, a very short time later, maybe ten or fifteen minutes, I woke up again to the dog nudging me and whining anxiously.  I tried to open my eyes and look at the clock but it was flashing.  Had the electricity gone off? I scolded the dog for waking me up and sent her back to bed.  And I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep.
A while later, my heart skipped a beat when I suddenly heard a pounding on the front door. I didn't want to answer the door alone in the middle of the night, but the dog had already run downstairs to the door and was barking in a more desperate tone than usual. I threw on my robe and ran downstairs.  The pounding on the door continued furiously and I could see a dark silhouette of a figure outside with the street lights glowing behind it. I opened the door to see a fireman in full dress.
“Ma’am you need to get out of the house NOW. There’s smoke coming from your attic window!”  
I sat outside with the dog in the chill of twilight in late October as the firemen diffused a small electrical fire that had started from old, frayed wiring in the attic.     
Luckily they had caught it in time and the damage was minimal, but I couldn’t get the strange nagging feeling out of my head that someone had been sitting at the foot of the bed that night.
 But the strangeness wasn’t over yet.
            After the repairs to the house were done and everything was quiet again, something else happened.  There was an extra room on the main level in the house with bookshelves that I called the reading room, and I had all of my books arranged on its many shelves around the fireplace.
             I was sitting in a chair in that room one afternoon reading my book when something suddenly made me look up.   As I did, my big, thick dictionary suddenly flew from the shelf and dropped onto the hardwood floor several feet away from the shelf.  If it had been a smaller, lighter book I might have thought it had simply fallen. But this was a huge, heavy, collegiate Merriam-Webster version. And it looked like something had just flicked it off the shelf violently and into the middle of the hardwood floor.
              I guess this should have scared me, but I’d had a friend tell me her true ghost stories before many times, I didn’t really believe them before, but now I was really wondering.  It just seemed like something or some-one was trying to be noticed.  And I couldn't really think of another explanation for a book flying off a shelf.
             After giving it some thought, I decided to go to the county courthouse and see if I could find some information about the previous owners of the house.
            I took part of an afternoon off and went to the courthouse and local library and I sifted through old records and newspapers for any information about the previous occupants of the house. 
           When I finally found some information, it was fairly boring---no dramatic murders, suicides, or mysterious deaths, but there had been local fire chief who had owned the house some fifty years before that had died at a fairly young age of pneumonia. Could he be the one haunting my house for some reason?  Unfortunately, I couldn't find any more information on him, but he was the only individual that I found that had died an untimely death in the house.
            Weeks went by again and the strange noises and events slowed down a little. Brigitte had a litter of puppies in the basement and I was up and down the basement stairs frequently checking on them.
             One day I was down there cleaning when I heard a  loud slamming of the front door upstairs on the main level. I wasn’t too disturbed because it was a small town and no one kept their doors locked during the day.  I immediately thought it might be my dad or one of my friends coming in but no one had ever slammed the door so loudly.
            I listened for a moment as heavy footsteps walked across the floor above my head from the front door all the way to the kitchen.  It sounded like heavy boots on the hardwood, and I didn't move for a moment. trying to get a sense of who it might be.  Brigitte, who was always a good watchdog, paid no attention as I listened to the footsteps shuffling around the kitchen. So I believed that if she wasn't disturbed by the visitor, it must be safe.
           I suddenly felt curious enough to investigate and I headed up the stairs.  As I faced the back door, I thought I saw a figure out of the corner of my eye through the door glass, but when I tried to focus, there was nothing there.
            By that time I had convinced myself that this was the spirit of the young fire chief trying to make his presence known, and I was strangely unafraid as long he showed no animosity toward me.
            I pushed the back door open and walked into the kitchen where the noises had come from.  I thought I heard more strange shuffling as I came in, but it abruptly stopped as I closed the door behind me. The room became strangely quiet. 
            “Is there anyone here?” I asked. No one answered, but I kept talking.
            "I know you're here and I know who you are, and I don't have a problem with your being here as long as I never actually see you."
             It was the truth. But I believed that he hadn't really wanted to scare me to death. In the beginning he had subtly moved things around in the house, and perhaps when I failed to believe what was happening, he threw a dictionary off the shelf.
              It had seemed that he just wanted to be noticed.  I hoped what I said would appease him in some way, and I also hoped that, if he was real, he understood that it was important that I never ever actually, physically laid eyes on him.
             Was it a ghost of the fire chief who had died in the house all those years ago? Was there some correlation between his being a fireman and the house catching on fire that night? Had he been trying to warn me in some gentle way?
            After that day, things seem to become quiet in the old house. There were no other noises or activities except for a few strange, small thumps every now and then. It’s almost like he relaxed a bit at me being there. ************
[TCC - Dorraine Fisher is a freelance writer and nature and wildlife enthusiast.]
©The Crypto Crew

With Halloween just around the corner, one Indiana family is starting to feel like they're living in a haunted house after discovering bones, embalming tools and gruesome photos of the dead in their attic.
"I won't stay by myself," Patricia Booher told The Huffington Post. "I have an uneasy feeling. I don't know what it is. I've tried to stay here but I can't."
Booher and her husband, Richard, recently moved into their home in Knightstown, a small town about 40 miles east of Indianapolis. On Monday, they were looking in the attic of for a place to store their air conditioner when they made the first of a series of bizarre discoveries.
"There were boxes of stuff in there. We thought it was knickknacks or some old dishes someone had left," Booher said. "When [Richard] started pulling the stuff out, we found a box of empty disinfectant bottles and a wooden crate full of bottles of embalming fluid. Then he pulled out a suitcase that was full of embalming equipment -- hoses and stuff."
The more the family looked through the boxes, the creepier their finds became.
"There were knives in a case that folded out, scalpels, scissors and things they work on people with," Booher continued. "Then we found pictures of dead people -- before and after pictures of them being worked on, a projector with similar films and a skeleton."
The skeleton and the collection of morbid items concerned the family enough that they contacted the Knightstown Police Department. Officers took photos of the items and examined the bones.
"The skeleton was determined to be a model -- like you would see on display in a doctor's office or a school classroom," Knightstown Police officer Anthony Lorton told The Huffington Post.
While police examined the other items, Booher and her family got curious and began digging around in their basement and backyard.
"My daughter, son and niece found a few bones in the basement. Then we found four more pieces: a hip joint, vertebra, index finger bone and a rib bone," Booher said.
So far, the findings have been frightening -- but they haven't aroused suspicions of foul play, according to police.
"The bones found in the cellar have been ruled out as animal bones," Lorton said. "We took the others to [the anthropology department at] Ball State University to be tested to see what they are. That will be done Friday."
Booher said family members are continuing to dig in the backyard today.
"I'm not saying the person who put this stuff here was a bad man. I just want to know why it was left here. Why are there bones here? You have to honor the dead," Booher said.
Whether the most recent bones are human is yet to be seen, but Lorton said he thinks he may have some explanation for the scary discoveries.
"The story we are getting is that there was a gentleman who was renting to own the property and up and left it, along with a lot of his stuff at the house," he said. "So that is probably where all that stuff came from."
The photos of dead people appear to be from the 1970s and 1980s, the officer said, and were likely taken by the person who performed their embalming.
"Look at them from the standpoint of an individual who is keeping a portfolio of his work," Lorton said. "To the everyday person, they are going to be disturbing to look at, but for a person trying to get a job at a funeral home, they are examples of his work."
Lorton added, "Is it creepy? Yes. Criminal? No."
As for the skeleton, the officer said he may have his own plans for it if the Boohers do not want it back.
"I am half tempted to put a hat on it and have it running radar," Lorton joked.

TCH - Here is what really gets me...the Police are acting like it's a normal thing for someone to work at a funeral home and bury people in their basement and tuck them away in an attic. At the very least it is abuse of a corpse and would be totally unethical. And then to joke about it. If them are real bones then they are someones loved one. This story is sad,spooky and unreal all at once.

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