The conversation went a little like this:
David: Hi. Got any plans for Sunday night?
Me: Nope, why?
David: hmmm...I'm doing my hobby, ghost hunting.
Me: Sounds fun where at?
David: Troy, in a very old, yet odd house.
Me: Nothing Illegal, right?
David: Nope, this is in favor of a few Jeresy people that need to know what's going on, why the house is so weird feeling to just be in and the tales and stories that follow the long past of the place
Of course I was in, this is exactly the kind of thing I've wanted to do for a long time. Of course it's nearly impossible to make a living doing it, so it's only a hobby for most people, killer hobby, right.
I woke up Sunday morning around 10, did all my chores and homework and started a painting project before 5:30pm when he came to my grandmother's with his brand new 2011 truck, I personally liked the spacious vehicle, which would carry us to his house.
At his house, we gathered equipment and started plotting our course of action. After his house, we went to pick up two more people. With a truck loaded with five people and ghost equipment as well as plenty of warm clothing and snacks,we made our way to Troy, Pennsylvania. When we arrrived at the house, we already were seeing some strange things, there was a bright light in the front window. The house was dark and over grown on the outside, windows were broken out and there were boards over the windows and doors, most of them anyway. One window was open and this would be the entry point for anyone who ever wanted to get into the house, including the owners, whom did give us permission to enter and examine the house so long as we did not take anything. The neighbors, who share the driveway of the house, welcomed us and told us a little about the place and how the new owners were only using two rooms for when they come to PA from NJ to hunt. They said the owners do not like going upstairs and no one will go in the attic. They told us that police officers did an investigation for un-known reasons up in the attic and moments after reaching the attic, the officers came running down out of it in terror. What happened up there, no one knows.
We initially entered through the basement hoping it would be easier to get in and to get a look around down stairs, we looked for dates on jars and bottles. The house was supposedly built in the 1800's but the oldest dates we found were about 1940s. We also looked around for specific names, hoping to get identification for any one who may still be living there...
After getting up to the first floor of the house from the basement, we carefully walked through the house noting the overall look of it, which fit "creepy-old-house" to the T. The walls were chipped, cracked, paint was flaking off, paper was pealing, water damage, dry rote, etc. There was the room in which the entrance window was which looked like an old kitchen. There were old dryers and washers and a very old television set all piled in the middle of the room with some more recent looking items, such as a chair and some garbage. The floor was littered with news paper all the way out into some of the other rooms. We made our way into the main room that the hunters used to eat and gather. They had repaired and mended the room back into standing order and placed couches, hunting apparel, gun racks, chairs, couches, and there was a new grill in the room. Everything looked completely normal, we didn't see anything odd, just the cold compared to the basement, which should be colder and the attic which should be even colder.
We went into what we called the "man cave" where the men slept, here is where they have store their recently deceased friend's ashes in a Jaggarmeister bottle. There was a picture of him on the wall and a few deer heads as well as another gun rack, two couches and a small cot opened and full of blankets, this is where I would sit with one of the girls later and try to contact "Tim".
We went upstairs and into a room that had a bunch of beer cans in the corner and a single chair facing out the window in the middle of the room. The chair by it's self seemed to carry something around it. It was so out of place there in the middle of the room and it was a very old chair, I would guess it has been around as long as some of the news papers in the downs stairs from the 40's. I walked around the room and examined the walls, floors, ceiling, and the chair as well as every one else. Many of the walls in the house had crayon scribles on the walls, so we concluded that there were multiple children in the house at one time. When I touched the chair, I mentally noted how it felt: course, dusty, cold, dead feeling, I looked at the color, yellowish green with some unrecognizable pattern on it. Emotionally, I felt like there was some significance to the chair and I was not the only one who believed so. Then, I noticed scope caps tied to the door nob and told the others about it and why I thought it was there. I think the reason for the caps was to hear when something was moving the door, because it obviously was the hunters' caps. We later heard the caps rattling on the door in our audio, while no one was in the house, and there was no wind that night. So we believe that something did try to close the door. We moved into another room. This room had more kitchen items and a mix of both kitchen looking wall paper and what looked like wall paper of a little boys room. The oven drawer looked like it had been kicked pretty hard and we tried to figure out why, because it opened and closed easily even at the age it was.
We went into another room where a man has been seen often standing in the window that faces the neighbors' trailor. This is another bathroom that was a bedroom at one point. There was a foot print on the seat lid like someone used it to stand on and replace a buld or fit something, but there was no light fixtures near it and there was nothing else above it or around it besides the tub and the foot print did not look that old, compared to everything else, which was covered in an ample supply of dust. Another and final room of interest on this floor was the front room of the upstairs. This is were the light was seen. Yet there are not working lights in the house, no bulbs, no electric of any kind except that going into the "man cave" which runs from an extension cord from the trailor, and the cord was not there to use. In the attic we felt warm and reletively comfortable. We did a lot of serching up there, because none of the stuff there belonged to the new owners, we were hoping to find some stuff from the original owners, but only found things from the 1900s as early as 1945, I believe. We dicovered that in this time a family with children was living here, one was studying nautical information, the family ran a farm, there was a veteranarian on the premisis and they often bought animals. They had a little boy whos name began with a J and the last name of the family was Daniels. Many of the papers came from Elmira and Corning to the Troy house and they were in the process of renovating when they moved out. In the attic there was a little crawl space, David went back there and when he came out I asked what he found, he said "nothing, but it just feels creepy." I started to go back, but didn't get any farther than the doorway, I felt colder and a little uneasy, my heart rate picked up and I backed away. I experienced the same feeling at multiple times while I was in the house after that, like whatever was in there was watching us or me.
Seting up:David walked around in the house with the husband from nextdoor, Mike, and they set up cameras and audio upstairs where most of the activity had been reportedly seen or heard. While they were doing that, his mother, myself, and three others were down stairs in the "man cave" trying to contact Tim. David and Mike were making too much noise upstairs for us to hear much, but we played the audio back later and we had gotten an EVP. While his mother was talking to Tim, the audio picked up a voice that faintly said "Tim" drawn out in a whipser.They then went upstairs, while I remained in the "man cave" with one of the two younger girls (within their 20's). We sat quietly, I turned out my light and she kept hers on, because she was frieghtened. I took a few pictures and got a couple orbs in the doorway and a few more on a blocked up door in the room beside a shelf
[Above: orbs in doorway. Below: orbs infront of door]
Later, as we were discussing the activity upstairs, they told us (me and the other girl)about what had happened. They caught an EVP as David's mother asked about someone remembering sitting in the bath tub and looking out the window, on the EVP, a female said "I do", then they told us about the glow sticks.
[Pictures coming soon]
In one room, they were asking questions and asking Tim to move the glowstick right or left and they watched as something made the glow stick move to the right or left, then something really weird happened and the glow stick appeared to double. David got pictures of this with his camera, looking back, they should have switched to video to capture the phenomenom.
In another room, they had placed a purple glowstick on the bath tub and were getting ready to leave, when the glow stick rose about 3 feet above the tub.
[Pictures coming soon]Right after that, we took our break.
Later David, his mom, Mike, and Heather would all go back and continue the investigation a little longer, before we ended for the night.
Later David, his mom, Mike, and Heather would all go back and continue the investigation a little longer, before we ended for the night.
Prior to this, we set up audio in a near by cememtery that was said to hold a mass. grave sight from the black plague era that held the bodies of people who had the plague. When we entered the field to get to the cemetery, I began to feel uncomfortable. David's mom and Heather started seeing shadows that did not belong to anyone in the group, because at the time, we were all standing still and these shadows moved on there own. They caught the images on their cell phones. We made it to the cemetery fence and they crawled over. I stayed on the other side of the fence, because I did not feel comfortable crossing the fence. As I stood there, I felt like I was being watched. I looked to my left and saw something black in the distance in the tree. It was not there minutes before and I shined my flashlight over to it and it remained black and seemed to be absorbing all the light from my flashlight. I tried to take pictures of it, but my flash would not reach that far.
The others in the cemetery, were talking to the spirits,telling them about the audio and told them they could talk to us on it and leave us a message with it. As far as I know, we did not catch anything on the audio that could not be explained. I did catch a various amount of orbs in the cemetery with my camera, most were green, blue and white, one was red.
The others in the cemetery, were talking to the spirits,telling them about the audio and told them they could talk to us on it and leave us a message with it. As far as I know, we did not catch anything on the audio that could not be explained. I did catch a various amount of orbs in the cemetery with my camera, most were green, blue and white, one was red.
[Above: green and white orbs, Below: red orb]
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