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Oct. 30, 1998 - Art Bell

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Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell - Ghost to Ghost 1998 Ghost Stories (partial)

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art bell ▲ ● ▼		I woke in the early morning to see someone kneeling beside my bed staring at me.
		I could see the outline, a smoky outline, of a man, almost transparent, with an expressionless face.
		To my disbelief, I closed and opened my eyes, repeatedly thinking that I must have been dreaming, only I continued to see the figure kneeling and staring at me.
		Frightened, I threw two quick punches at my intruder's head of a black belt and karate, only to see my fists and arms pass straight through this entity as it slowly drifted back into the night.
		Obviously, I was frightened and confused.
		Was I dreaming?
		Earlier this week, I was again awakened in the middle of the night by someone or something grabbing at my wrist.
		So I shot up in bed and again saw the smoky outline of my visitor.
		This time, it was holding my arm and staring directly at me.
		No time to react as the figure slowly simply faded into the dark again.
		Was I dreaming?
		Convinced this might all be in my head, I only told two of my closest friends about the ordeal.
		That was until last night, you see.
		I was at a school function sitting with many of my fellow students when the conversation turned to the supernatural.
		That's when one of my classmates embarrassingly admitted that he and his roommate believe there is an entity visiting their apartment.
		Though they haven't seen the ghost, apparently their visitor makes itself known by moving objects around the apartment and knocking other items over.
		Couldn't believe what I heard, turned white as chills ran down my spine.
		You must understand, Art.
		The two students who told us that story live in the apartment across the hall, directly across the hall from mine.
		I don't know if I'm going to have time to get this in or not.
		It's from a police officer.
		He says, here's my ghost story, Art.
		I'm a cop.
		When I was 13, we lived in an old church parsonage on the Celine Seward County line in Nebraska.
		The church and the small country cemetery was just south of the house.
		My bedroom was on the southwest corner of the house.
		One November night near Thanksgiving, I had just turned out the light from reading.
		There was an ear full moon out.
		I could see the church and cemetery like daylight.
		I lay back in my bed, which was inches from the door, as was the light switch.
		Was facing the door when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
		I assumed it was my dad.
		It was not unusual for him to check on me.
		I liked to stay up.
		He admonished me to get to sleep.
		I'd stay up and read.
		I heard steps coming closer, feigned sleep, but kept my eyes partly open.
		As the steps entered my room, I saw not my dad, but a shadowy figure.
		Tall, male.
		No features.
		Repeat, no features.
		It had a white collar.
		The moonlight in my room, almost like a nightlight.
		Should have been able to see any face if it was there, but it was just a shadow.
		I about filled my drawers.
		I walked toward the window, stood there as if looking at the church.
		It was a solid figure, as the moonlight didn't shine through it.
		It turned, started back toward the door.
		Me, I pulled the covers over my head and shook until I fell asleep.
		Several years later, when I was an adult, my dad and I were driving about having Barbie bops.
		We drove by the house, the church.
		I asked dad if anything strange had ever happened there.
		My dad told me this story.
		When he was, when it was cold, often when it was cold, we'd shut the sliding doors to the large parlor so we wouldn't have to heat it.
		Dad would often wake to pounding on the sliding doors because they were tape-shot.
		He actually, on occasion, would see the doors move as they were pounded on.
		You know, the old, you've seen it in the movies, right?
		Boom, boom, boom.
		Door bows in, that kind of thing.
		So it just goes on and on.
		In other words, his dad had seen the same thing.
		I'm just, there's not going to be enough time for me to finish this story, but there is another case, you see, of an independent confirmation.
		As I said earlier, a lot of people see these things, they experience these things, and they don't want to talk about them for obvious reasons.
		Because somebody's, you know, you're afraid somebody will think you're nuts, right?
	Well, you're not nuts.
	And so tonight you will hear stories, and we're about to go to the phones, from people who I can assure you, most of them are not nuts.
	Now, of course, there could be a few, but most of them are not nuts at all.
unidentified		What's happening is real.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A couple of these photographs, and one in particular, totally freaks me out.
		Again, on my website, artbill.com.
		What's new?
		Second photo down at the moment.
		There's a woman coming right through a closed door.
		And she's right in the middle of it.
		Now, this one, this one does it for me.
		You know, you hear the stories, and you will tonight, of people saying that these things come through walls and come through ceilings.
		But to get a photograph of it, this one's really creepy, folks.
		All right, here we go.
		First time caller line.
		You are first on Ghost to Ghost this night.
		Hello.
unidentified		Hey, Yart.
		Hey.
		How you doing?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, where are you?
unidentified		I am calling from Chicago, WLS.
unidentified		Of course.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		Well, I was, let's see.
unidentified		I was doing an antique show in Texas, and on the way back, I went to visit my sister's house who lives in St. Bernard Parish, right outside of New Orleans.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And so she was taking me on, like, a tour that most people don't go on, showing me interesting stuff.
		And she goes, oh, I got to show you this.
		I've got to show you this.
		It's the LeBeau Plantation House.
		We drove by it, and it's owned by a fairly famous sugar company.
		Any grocery store that you would go into, you'd see a sugar package.
		So they ended up buying up this plantation and the property next to it.
		And it's all boarded up.
		The place looks real spooky and everything like that.
		And she starts telling me the stories about this.
		And the first thing that I said after she started telling me this is, we have got to go in there.
		And she started laughing, going, ever since I moved here, I've been waiting for you to get down here because I've been wanting to sneak in.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So in other words, you would intentionally go into such an environment.
unidentified		As crazy as it sounds, yes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, fine.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you and who went?
unidentified		Me, my sister, and my wife.
		Now, we're all adults, but we're all kids.
		You know what I mean?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, I do.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
unidentified		So a couple days later, it rained for a couple of nights, so we couldn't do it.
unidentified		But a few days later, we got some good weather, and we were armed with a towel and a flashlight.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's good armor.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, towel and a flashlight, yes.
unidentified		And it's funny because the people that live around here, if they're listening to the show, they'll know exactly what we're talking about.
unidentified		I should probably tell you the history of this place first.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I'd rather just kind of get to what happened.
unidentified		Okay.
		Well, we go behind VFW Hall, which is back behind this place, and we've got to go a roundabout way to sneak over the fence and this, that, and the other.
		And it's kind of like right out of Max Files episode, you know, going through sugar tankards in the middle of the night, stacked too high, and all this stuff.
		Get into the house finally.
		And I'd like to say that we didn't really destroy anything except like a little eight-inch board trying to get in.
		But we get into this place, and it's huge.
		And there's like eight rooms on the bottom floor.
		And so we start making our way around, and we're looking for a staircase.
		And you have to imagine that we're not supposed to be there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I understand that you did this voluntarily.
unidentified		And also we're trespassing and, you know, so we're more afraid of security than we are of ghosts.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I've got the picture.
unidentified		And so one of the first things that happened, and this was really bizarre, okay, because, you know, I'm pointing the flashlight down at the ground.
unidentified		I'm using the towel to kind of like block out the light so we're not lighting up an entire room at a time, but only a little bit so that we're not going to be seen from the outside.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And now, my wife and my sister saw this better than I did.
unidentified		I saw it out of the corner of my eye, but they saw it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Just tell me what happened.
unidentified		A flashing light shot across the room, but in like a swooping motion going upwards and then down and then back up again.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Like in Ghostbusters.
unidentified		Yeah, it just shot across.
		Now I only saw it out of the corner of my eye and they saw it.
		So I turned out the flashlight because I'm thinking somebody's, you know, security's coming, they're flashing a light, everything.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, yeah, sure.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Of course you want.
unidentified		So we're like, shh, be quiet, be quiet, be quiet.
		And we all go, we go stand by the doors and we're looking out.
		The doors are boarded up, but there's places where you can see out and we're looking to see.
		And we're like 300, 400 yards in any direction, from anything.
		And so we're just standing there being quiet.
		And my sister goes, I just saw a light up in the through the floorboards in the ceiling above us.
		She goes, I just saw a light up there.
		I went, get out.
		And I'm looking up, and then I see it in a different place.
		And there's like light coming through the floorboards, but yet there's like big holes here and there, and the holes weren't illuminated at all.
		Just little cracks of light.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Not coming from everywhere.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, I get it.
unidentified		Really, really bizarre.
		Okay.
		So then we go on and I'm like, nah, nah, nah.
		Because, you know, you're sitting there, you're saying, none of this is happening.
		You know, you're just paranoid and all this stuff.
		And so we go walking.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Got about 30 seconds, sir.
unidentified		Oh, I'm sorry.
		We go around to the first path to the first floor, and then we noticed that we couldn't find the staircase.
		So we start going through again.
		The second time through, this is the weirdest thing.
		We heard, I mean, it sounds like a classic haunting type of thing, but I swear it sounded like, you know, like a large metal handled door and something swinging closed.
		The wind started blowing, and everything's boarded up, but it dropped like, we could hear wind outside, but it dropped like 20 degrees.
		And everybody just freaked because we thought we were, once again, we thought we were busted.
		Not that there were ghosts or anything.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, we're at about the end of the time here.
unidentified		Oh, that's a shame because it gets better.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, it's going to have to do it real quick.
unidentified		Well, basically, I go over by the end-all-be-all is we heard what sounded like the voices of slaves calling, like adult black men calling to each other.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where was this again, please?
unidentified		This is in St. Bernard Parish, the Lebeau Plantation House.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
		There was a slave route.
		When I lived in Maryland once, a place called Blue Ridge Summit.
		We lived in a very large house at the time.
		In fact, the house we lived in, my mom called it Early Victorian.
		Halloween.
		Early Halloween.
		It was an old house, but it had 35 rooms.
		35 rooms.
		And I, of course, I had appropriated one of the top rooms in the house for my hamshack.
		And it was on a route where they had sent slaves, you know, and they would send slaves from the southern part of the country to the northern part of the country.
		And there were certain, like, safe houses for the slaves.
		And this was one of them.
		And so we had in this house, it was a prepee house that I lived in.
		We had secret passageways.
		And so it was really cool as a child because, man, there were secret passageways that went around almost every room in the house.
		Totally secret passageways.
		Now, the story was they had been used to hide slaves in their trek north.
		You know, it would be a stopping off point.
		But man, that was one weird house I lived in.
		Place called Blue Ridge Summit of Pennsylvania, Maryland.
		The Miss and Dixon line actually ran right through the house.
		Actually ran through the house.
		Amazing.
		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
		Hello.
unidentified		Hello?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Oh, hi.
unidentified		Yeah, this is Pat from Southwest Florida.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, Pat.
unidentified		I'm a retired New York City fireman, fire lieutenant.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		New York City Fire Lieutenant.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, okay.
unidentified		That's correct, yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		And this concerns a story regarding a ghost story that I heard.
		This is not a first-hand story, but this was about Rescue One, which at the time was on 33rd Street between 8th and 9th Avenue.
		And the story was related to me by a firefighter at the time.
		This is about 1977.
		I can't remember the guy's last name.
		His first name was Chris.
		And it was listing.
		He comes from Glen Cove, Long Island.
		Okay.
		But at any rate, he told me this story that on the second floor of this particular firehouse on 43rd Street, Rescue 1, it's the bunk room.
		You know, on the first floor you have the fire truck and the kitchen and what have you.
		Sure.
		On the second floor, you have the bunk room.
		And he said that one night he went up there between around 2.15 in the morning.
		And between runs, you can go into the bed, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Can I ask this?
		Can I ask a stupid question?
		Sure.
		Lieutenant, in those firehouses, you know, the old-fashioned thing was that there was this sliding pole between one floor and another, and you would see firemen sliding down it.
		Did that exist?
unidentified		Oh, sure, of course.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Really?
unidentified		Of course, yeah.
		They had two of them in each house.
		In this particular house, they had two, one up front and one in the back.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I always wondered if that was real, normal, or just sort of a media thing, you know.
unidentified		Oh, no, no.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That'd be fully truck.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's okay, all right.
unidentified		Absolutely true.
		And after any New York City fireman or any fireman, I suppose for that matter, they would certainly know this, you know?
		Okay.
		At the time, I was assigned to Ford Truck, which was on 48th and 8th, 48th Street and 8th Avenue.
		Anyway, he told me this story, and he said that this one particular night, he went up into the bed, and he was lying on his stomach.
		And by the way, this particular bunk room is extremely dark, or it was extremely dark.
		Pitch black.
		I mean, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
		And the only thing you could see was the luminescent light up on the wall.
		And he looked up, and he saw it was about 3 o'clock or so, something like that.
		And then all of a sudden he felt a pressure on his ankles.
		Like somebody grabbing his ankles.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, you know?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And then they moved up towards his calves and so on and so forth, you know?
		And he thought maybe it was one of the guys just playing a trick or goofing on him, you know?
		And he said, when the guy got up to the back of his thighs, he said, that's it.
		I'm not putting up with this.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And he jumped up and he turned on the lights in the bunk room, which was pitch black.
		And there was absolutely nobody there.
		And everybody else was fast asleep.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, well, this is part of what I've never understood and part of what I was after tonight.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know, I can understand that there could be a ghost or there could be an entity of some sort, but how they actually physically manifest in this world and attack people and do things like you're talking about, that one I don't get.
unidentified		Well, you know, I saw this guy twice afterwards, and I said, Chris, I said, were you telling me the truth about that story?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And he said, I absolutely was.
		But let me tell you one thing, let me go a little further with this.
		Sure.
		Okay?
		So the next morning, he got up and he related the story to the lieutenant on duty that morning.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And he said, hey, you know, something happened last night.
		It was really weird.
		And they checked the records.
		And it turns out that something like 20 years before, like 19, I don't know, 1957, something like that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		New York City's fire department keeps a long record, sir.
unidentified		Oh, of course.
unidentified		I mean, records back to the 18th.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So 20.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, okay.
unidentified		So anyway, they found out that at that particular hour and that particular date, there was a fireman in Rescue One who was between tours.
unidentified		In other words, he wasn't on duty.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		He was between tours.
		They had a fire.
		This guy went to the fire, between tours.
		He wasn't officially on duty.
		Came back to the firehouse, went up to that particular rack, that particular bed, and died of a heart attack.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, my God.
		Really?
		At the exact time, 20 years ago.
		Yes.
unidentified		And it was documented.
		And, from what he told me, the widow of the firefighter, and I don't know his name, but the widow of the firefighter never received any compensation for that.
		You know, there was...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't know.
		Is that what you're saying?
		Who knows?
		Yeah, who knows?
unidentified		You know, at first when I heard the story, I said, oh, man, that's kind of hard to believe, you know.
		But, you know, again, I told you, I saw the guy, and I said, Chris, was that really a true story?
		He said, I swear it was true.
		And P.S., Rescue One on 43rd Street between 8th and 9th burned down around, I'm not sure the exact year.
		I think it was about 1979, 1980.
		It was a tremendous fire.
		It was in Daily News.
		Wow.
		But it burned down and it was a tremendous fire.
		Totally took the place out, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, brother.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Lieutenant, thank you.
unidentified		Okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Take care.
		There's a fire, Lieutenant.
		You see what I mean?
		The part that I'm Struggling to understand, and I guess I'm going to keep saying this: is how do these entities that no longer possess a physical body manifest physical things?
		I mean, how can they be touching you, choking you, scratching you, affecting you physically in any way at all in this dimension?
		Remember, they don't have a physical body anymore, right?
		So how did these stories happen?
		How does it happen?
		Oh, east of the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hello.
		Hello?
		Yes, sir.
		Oh, great.
unidentified		You're talking to me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I am, yes.
unidentified		All right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you?
unidentified		I'm in Charleston.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay.
		Charleston, South Carolina.
		South Carolina.
unidentified		And I'm a police officer, and that doesn't make me more credible, I'm sure.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, it does.
unidentified		Anyway, I have had numerous experiences with Kennedys, and I would probably say in my lifetime 30 years, I would say probably 10 or 15.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How long have you been a police officer?
unidentified		About five years.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Five years.
unidentified		I've had several on the job.
		But actually, the one I was going to talk about was what happened as a child.
		Fire away.
		I'm not going to waste time or anything, but when I was a child, I was about six or seven years, and it was right after an experience that I had two years prior with a miracle with a religious person.
		And we had moved into this new house, and everything that happened in this house was really odd.
		I remember every Halloween, every really evil thing that went on.
		I remember, I don't remember Christmas or anything nice in that house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		We don't have a lot of time.
unidentified		Well, make a long story short.
		I just went to bed and I'd laid down.
		I was about six or seven years old.
		And when I'd laid down in bed, I'd turn my night light on and I'd laid down and my brothers had went to bed.
		And once I had laid down, I heard footsteps coming towards my door.
		And it's much like that other police officer talked about.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, yes.
unidentified		Except the weird thing about this one was it wasn't a hazy glow or anything like that.
		It actually, it was, I call it a demon.
		But I had laid down, I had not even closed my eyes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Could you actually describe what it looked like?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, absolutely.
unidentified		Absolutely.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And then do it.
unidentified		What had happened was it opened my door.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Tell me what it looked like.
unidentified		It was about six or seven feet tall.
unidentified		It was a figure of a dog, believe it or not.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, brother.
unidentified		And it was a demonic look.
		It had hair.
		When I first saw Cujo, it had muddy, bloody, matted fur, just like Cujo had after I attacked all the people.
		And when it walked in, I smelled the odor of what I call pure death.
		If I ever smelled it again, I'd probably get sick.
		It walked into my room, it looked at me, and it had bangs on the front of the, on the bottom jaw that went straight up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You're a police officer.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know what death smells like, though.
unidentified		Oh, absolutely.
		Absolutely.
		But I hadn't smelled that at six or seven years old, and I've not smelled anything like it since.
		And the top bangs went straight down, had long fingernails.
		And it came in, it looked at me, it walked towards my bed, and the only thing I could think of to do was cover my eyes and start praying, which I did.
		And it leaned over me and was praying at me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		We're at the top of the hour.
		So can you afford to hold through the news?
		All right, yeah, good.
		Hold on then, please.
		Does it make somebody more credible?
		Is there a police officer or a fire lieutenant like that, a previous caller?
		Yes, because these are men trained in observation.
		It's their job to observe and see what's going on and to observe it accurately.
		So yes, of course, it adds some credibility in that sense.
		I'm Art Bell from the High Desert.
		This is Ghost to Ghost AM.
		Again, you're going to want to check out that picture on my website, second one down.
		Girl either walking through a door or right in the middle of a door, manifesting right through a door.
		It's totally creepy.
		We will be back.
unidentified		This is Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell from the Kingdom of Nye.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Depends on how you listed it.
		Can be coast, coast, to ghost, ghost, right?
		Good morning, everybody.
		We are telling ghost stories.
		We'll get back to it in a moment.
		I'm told that Guam, which I think did before it gets through on the international line, can't now.
		So, I don't know exactly what I'm going to do here.
		I guess, Guam, try to call my two regular 800 lines, both east and west, because I'll be damned if I know which one you really are.
		And on top of that, once I clear the call on the first-time hauler line, I'll clear that number for Guam only for a period of time.
		We'll see what happens, because there are some good ghost stories to come from Guam, which is running the show actually live this morning to them Saturday afternoon.
		The sun is probably beginning to sink in the sky now on Guam.
		Just sink, or maybe, no, actually, it wouldn't be sinking yet, I guess.
		Anyway, Saturday afternoon.
		So, we'll try it out here in a moment with Bomb.
		Sorry, you can't.
		It seems ridiculous that you can't get through on the international line being that far away, but maybe that's the case.
		Stay right where you are.
		Ghost AM continues.
		Back to the police officer.
		And where are you again, sir?
unidentified		I'm in Charleston.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Charleston, North Carolina.
		Charleston, South Carolina.
		I wanted to read this to you before you continue.
		Sure.
		There's a man who writes from Wisconsin.
		Art, you know, it sounds like the policeman you're talking to had an encounter with Black Chuck, a spectral dog that has been reported all over the world.
		Demonic.
		Question mark.
		It may have been a demonic thing, and he calls it Black Chuck, a spectral dog, for whatever that's worth.
unidentified		Wow.
unidentified		You know, I've always wondered what it was, because I've always had experiences where I've actually seen figures, I've had doors bang, I've had a lot of things happen.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, but this thing looked like a dog.
unidentified		This thing was actually physically there, you know, and it wasn't in the spiritual realm.
		It wasn't misty, it wasn't misty.
		It was in the physical realm, and it topped my list as far as something that I could actually put my finger on, you know, and literally touch.
		If I had reached down, I probably could have touched it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		But of course, you don't know that for sure.
unidentified		I don't know that for sure, but the thing was is that it scared me to the point where I'd actually covered up and I started praying.
unidentified		And I was always wondering if anybody else had that experience or if there was something in literature.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, then maybe I just answered your question for you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'll have to do a little bit of research on that myself.
unidentified		But the thing that really troubled me about the whole thing is I never spoke about it.
		I never told my family.
		You know, I'm the youngest of several two brothers.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		You know, I never told anybody.
		And seven years ago, I was sitting there talking to my brother, and the thing that shocked me, the whole situation, was we had started talking about, and he's also a police officer.
		And I spoke to him about, you know, old houses.
		And he said, I didn't like this place.
		And I said, why?
		And he said, well, I had a problem there.
		And I said, what was that?
		And he described the creature to me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		The same creature?
unidentified		The same creature.
		And he said he was homesick, and he was laying on the couch.
		And he described it to a T. And I interjected periodically so he knew that I knew exactly.
		We both saw the same thing.
		Well, we both validated it about each other.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That, my friend, thank you very much.
		That's as creepy as it gets.
		To see something, you know, perhaps demonic.
		I mean, you can always later sort of close your mind, right, and think to yourself, no matter how real the experience was at that moment, hey, I dreamed it.
		I had some, you know, some kind of hallucination.
		Something.
unidentified		But.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		But when somebody else saw exactly the same thing, then your options begin to dwindle pretty far.
		West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hello.
		Hey, Art.
unidentified		Hey.
unidentified		Okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you?
unidentified		Oh, I'm in Reno.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Reno, okay.
unidentified		You on KOH.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you're on a cell phone?
unidentified		Yes, I am.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay.
unidentified		Okay, now, just bear with me here.
		When I lived in Colorado Springs, I was living in this house in the northwest part of town.
		And it was a very hot summer evening.
		Well, probably about 8.30.
		I was sitting there watching TV.
		And we had this ghost there that just walked up and down the stairs.
		That's all it ever did.
		Just walk up and down the stairs.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A ghost that you saw or just heard?
unidentified		Just heard.
unidentified		You heard the footsteps.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay.
unidentified		When you came in the front door, there was a little foyer and three steps into the basement and then like eight steps up to the living room.
		Okay.
		And it constantly walked from the basement up the steps and then back down again.
		So I got fed up.
		I lived in another haunted house a couple years earlier and the ghost there was pretty friendly.
		So I said to this one, I said, well, is that all you can do?
		Just walk up and down?
		Can't, you know, can you materialize?
		Can you speak?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, and I guess it considered that an invitation, right?
unidentified		Yes, it did.
		And it did what?
		I was sitting there in a chair, and then all of a sudden, like I said, it's a very warm evening, must have been in the mid-80s, had the windows open, and it walked right up next to me, and all of a sudden I was freezing.
		The hair stood up on the back of my neck, and I got goose flesh.
		It was totally creepy, and I felt this.
		You know how you can tell when your wife's angry at you?
		My wife seriously does.
		You don't experience that much.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, don't you kid yourself.
unidentified		But, you know, you could feel the anger.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And I could just feel it.
unidentified		And I was going, oh, geez, I'm sorry.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Very, very good analogy, sir.
		Very good.
		Every man out there, and probably every woman, too, from the other side, knows exactly what you're talking about.
		Oh, yes, I know that.
		Oh, yes.
unidentified		And that's the only thing that ever happened to that one.
		But in the previous house, we used to have windows fly open, doors fly open, lights go on, banging, pounding on doors.
		We called them Bob.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, well, Bob, well, I don't like the pounding on doors part.
		I did.
		And that goes to a little of what I'm going to talk about right now.
		I don't rule this out.
		In fact, actually, I rule it in.
		A lot of strange things have occurred to me during the years that I've been doing these programs.
		I'm becoming convinced, and you might want to have this served up to you as a warning.
		I really am becoming convinced that when we talk of these things and we consider them, the more we do it, the more we invite it.
		And I think that's why I've had a lot of, one time during one of these programs, it wasn't a knock at my door.
		I mean, you've got to remember, I live inside, you know, a regular home, and I have my converted studio here.
		And what I heard hit my door was more like a pile driver.
		I mean, it wasn't a knock.
		Trust me.
unidentified		Boom.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know, that kind of thing on my door right during the middle of one of these ghost-to-ghost shows.
		And it scared the you-know-what out of me.
		I mean, right in the middle of the show.
		And I ran over to the door and I did open it.
		There was absolutely nothing there.
		But I mean, this was a almost going to break it off the hinges kind of kaboom on my door.
		So I've come to the conclusion that...
		Right.
unidentified		And anyway, I came with my husband.
unidentified		So we're coast to coast.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What part of the world are you in now?
unidentified		Right now, I'm in Ludlow, California.
		Okay.
		And this happened in right outside of Albuquerque, New Mexico.
		Now, you've got to understand we're used to sleeping in different areas.
		Nothing's ever happened before.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		But we were outside of Albuquerque on I-25 in a rest area.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you got a bunk up behind, right?
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, okay.
unidentified		Yeah, we got a sleeper berth.
		Right.
		And this happened in a rest area right at the 163 marker in Bellum, Bellum, New Mexico.
		And I had just quit driving.
		I had been listening to you like I always do.
		And I just quit driving.
		I was tired.
		My husband was already sleeping.
		So I put on my night shirt and I was brushing out my hair.
		And so I turned everything off and I got done and I climbed in behind my husband like I normally do.
		Something kept telling me to look behind me.
		And I'm like, I'm not going to do this, you know.
		So I just closed my eyes, you know.
		And I'm not asleep yet because I had just laid down and it takes me a while to relax.
		All of a sudden, my body went totally numb.
		Now this is the God's truth.
		My body went totally numb.
		I could not move my body.
		This noise started coming out of my mouth.
		And I'm trying to speak.
		I'm trying to get my husband.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What kind of noise?
unidentified		Like a gurgle, like a giant, it went like that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And my husband is still snoring.
		And I'm trying to move my fingertips to get him awoke because I can't hardly move, but I'm willing my fingertips to touch him.
		And I'm trying to get his name out.
		I'm thinking, am I having a stroke here?
		What's going on?
		And that's what I'm thinking.
		But I'm like, no, that's not going because my mind's working here.
		And all of a sudden, my body, I thought I was going to start levitating.
		I'm like, oh, my God, what's going on?
		And I'm going to start praying in my mind because my husband and I are very religious.
		And I start praying, you know.
		And finally, I don't know how, but my husband got awoke.
		But in the meantime, the middle part, because I'm keeping my legs and arms, trying to keep them down, but the middle part of my body starting to move up.
		I'm like, oh, please, God, make it go away, please.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And this is when your husband woke up?
unidentified		My husband woke up.
		He goes, what's going on with you?
		And I, and then it just, it just left.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you, you just sort of flopped back down?
unidentified		I had already come back down.
unidentified		I didn't fully go up just because I'm, you know, just the middle part of my body's moving.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Did you recognize anything that came out of your mouth?
unidentified		No.
		Nothing but just noise.
		And like I said, I'm trying to go like this, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		Yeah.
		And so I'm thinking, is this one of these things where, you know, you're asleep, what do you call that?
		You think you're asleep, but you're not or something, you know what I'm talking?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Of course.
unidentified		And I'm like, this ain't going on because I wasn't asleep yet.
		I had just fallen in bed and something was telling me, turned over to my side and looked.
		I'm like, oh, no, this is too creepy.
		I'm not looking.
		I closed my eyes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So something entered my body.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, inhabited you, I was going to say.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		For a period of time.
unidentified		Yeah, and now, and what was really weird when I pulled into this rest area, like when us drivers pull in late at night in a rest area, you can't find a parking spot.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I hear you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And I've got a big RV and I've tried to fight for those spots, so I know.
unidentified		Yeah, but see, there was only two other trucks there.
unidentified		I'm like, this is strange.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Tell me exactly where it was again.
unidentified		Okay, this was right outside south side of Albuquerque.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		At mile marker what?
unidentified		163.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		163.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
unidentified		The rest area on 25.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, I got you.
		All right.
		Some other, well listen, we're out of time, but some other truckers, I'm sure, will give mile marker 163 a try, because these things tend to hang out at the same place.
unidentified		Oh, it's hot, it's good to see you.
unidentified		It's hot, I'm gonna be your place to see you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, first-time caller line is restricted for Guam.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Only Guam.
unidentified		I couldn't lie away No, I'd never fall one day Yeah, the song on the moon That's running to my head That love is fine I'm talking to you today Yeah, I need to go My whole life's been to a brave man
		How much I feel is my life's been to a home Lay it in my house Feel my feet go My feet up in front of the moon and stars And I'm the girl that I've gone for How much I feel is my life's been to a brave man Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon
		and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Feel my feet up in front of the moon and stars Call our bell in the Kingdom of Nye from west of the Rockies at 1-800-618-8255.
		East of the Rockies, 1-800-825-5033.
		First-time callers may rechart at 1-775-727-1222.
		And the wildcard line is open at 1-775-727-1295.
		To rechart on the Toll-Free International line, call your AT ⁇ T operator and have them dial 800-893-0903.
		This is Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell, Cornboard Kingdom of 5.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Tell you what, after this next call, I guarantee I've got a federal law enforcement officer on the first-time caller line.
		After that, I'm going to restrict it for Guam.
		I'm guaranteed.
		Sorry, you can't get through on the international line.
		That's totally raw from my point of view.
		You should be able to get through on that line.
		But since you can't, and I know the 800 lines are swamped, the only option I have is to try and open the first-time caller line for Guam only.
		So that's what I'm going to do as soon as I take this call.
		That number is area code 775-727-1222.
		Once again, I'm going to hold that line open for Guam only.
		775-727-1222.
		It's the only option I've got.
		I know that Guam is with us right now.
		It's a Saturday afternoon.
		Stay right there.
unidentified		Hi, Tom Bodet from Motel 6.
		Welcome to Tom's Chat Room.
		Of course, the beauty of Tom's Chat Room is that Tom does all the chatting.
		So let's talk.
		Dearborn, Michigan asks, say, Tom, does Motel 6 really have the lowest rates of any national chain?
		Yes.
		And that's Tom's Chatroom.
		I'm Cyber Tom Bodette, logging off for Motel 6, and we'll leave the light on for you.
		Motel 6 in a core hotel.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Laurie, let me say it one more time.
		Following the call I'm just now going to take, then I'm going to reserve this line away for only Guam.
		I don't care who you are, what it's about, only Guam, those poor people.
		You would think, and if you're, by the way, if you want to call on the international line and you're anywhere else in the world, you're welcome to now call because obviously Guam isn't able to use it.
		So the international line anywhere else in the world is 800-893-0903.
		With reference to Guam, this is going to mean you would have to pay for the call, but I don't know how else to do it.
		All these other lines are jammed beyond all reason.
		So if you're in Guam, seven area code 775-727-1222 just as soon as I clear this line.
		And on that line, you're on the air.
		Where are you calling from, sir?
		You don't want to say, do you?
unidentified		No, not necessarily if I can help it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You're a federal law enforcement officer?
unidentified		Yeah, sure.
unidentified		I can verify all this on the side if you want to get this information without being heard.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I understand, sure.
unidentified		We're the federal officers that you see in the unmarked trucks that ride along the government property to keep people out where they shouldn't be.
		Okay.
		I have two quick things to say.
		One, I had two experiences in my life.
		One recently and one when I was about 17.
		We had a, I don't know, it was an old house in Detroit, in an old area.
		And I was the only brave one as a nine kid in a certain part of the house.
		I always had some strange happenings.
		And things got worse to the point where I started putting locks on the door.
		Well, one night I went to sleep, I woke up, and my doors actually just ripped the hinges.
		And nothing was missing, but I slept through that, which I'm a very light sleeper.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You slept through your door being ripped off the hinges.
unidentified		With four locks on the door.
unidentified		And I never went to that part of the house again, ever.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And where did the door end up?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, was it on the floor?
unidentified		It was just ripped up and laid down.
		Right there on the floor.
		Oh, okay.
		And recently, I was with another officer, and we were going into a closed area.
		An area where nobody should be whatsoever.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And we both went through the gate and we closed the gate behind us and we looked up in front of us.
		He says, did you see what I see?
		Yeah, there's something up there.
		We got the truck and we gunned it and either this person could run about 70 miles an hour or they just got away from us.
		And we were in an area where you can see everything within about four square miles.
		But it's strange that two people can see the same thing.
		And we both looked at each other and says, we got them.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No, it's not.
unidentified		Whatever it was, the shadow ran in front of us.
		It was right early, early in the morning before sunrise.
		It ran in front of us for probably about maybe, oh, I'd say a good four or five hundred yards.
		And it was about a thousand yards in front of us when we went through the gate.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you're trying to tell me this thing had to be moving at 70 miles an hour?
unidentified		Yeah, because I guess, I mean, we were going to get this person or whoever it was and find out what they were doing in this area.
		And we were looking at you like, we can't believe this is happening.
		And finally, around the corner and there's nobody there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And I don't know what to tell you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I really appreciate your story.
unidentified		Yeah, I appreciate it.
		I mean, I've listened to you guys out there.
		Believe it or not, a lot of us listen to you.
		Thank you.
		You guys brilliant.
		Hang up through tonight and keep up the good work.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I do believe it.
		Thank you very much, sir.
		All right.
		That clears that line.
		Now, only Guam on that line.
		See, I've got the feeling it's the only way I'm going to get Guam through here tonight.
		Now, there's yet another law enforcement officer.
		Well, these fellows work at night.
		You know, they work at night, and many times they work in pairs, and they are trained observers.
		So, yeah, you give them a little more credibility.
		This is happening everywhere.
		Absolutely everywhere.
		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
unidentified		Is that me?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's you.
unidentified		Okay.
unidentified		I lived at a place called...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I don't know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It depends on...
unidentified		Well, no, the area is known for the world's biggest fig tree.
unidentified		I'll leave it at that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No, that's okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You can tell me where you live.
unidentified		Oh, it's a place called Fig Springs.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		In what state?
unidentified		Arizona.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Arizona, okay.
unidentified		Yeah, it's near Cayman.
		All right.
		There's a lot of legends about the area itself.
		But one particular night, my mother and a friend of ours were up there, and we're just hanging out in the main trailer.
		My parents caretak the land for the people who owned it.
		And we're just talking about different stuff.
		It was nighttime.
		And I started getting really nervous.
		I was pretty young at the time.
		I Started getting very, very nervous about like I am now, as a matter of fact.
		And the other two people were with us, my mom and the other person, were also getting nervous, but they were trying to pretend like everything was okay because they didn't want to scare me.
		I looked back behind me, and I see a guy lying on the bed in the living room.
		We're in the kitchen, she could see into the living room, and there's a bed there.
		And he was floating about a foot off the bed.
		And about that time, I said to the people, my mom and other person, I think we should leave now.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Describe this as best you can.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Floating, you said.
unidentified		Yeah, he was just lying there nonchalantly like, oh, nothing or just kicking back on the bed, except he wasn't on the bed.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		He was above the bed.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		But what I'm trying to get at is in every other way fully materialized?
unidentified		He was partly see-through.
		He wasn't totally solid.
		Yeah.
		He was like partly there, partly not type of thing.
		I've seen a lot of ghosts before like that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, if you get a chance to check my website, you'll see a picture of a lady halfway through a door.
		And when I say through a door, I don't mean walking through a door.
		I mean I mean coming through a door.
unidentified		Okay.
		I'll be sure and check that out.
		But anyhow, we decided to gather.
		By the way, there were people hung on that fig tree there before it was originally chopped down.
		But anyhow, we left the building and started going down the hill.
		It was pretty dark out.
		We're going down this hill to head to where we stayed in a small travel trailer.
		And we hear a noise, like a clunk, clunk, clunk noise behind us.
		And we tried to look back, but we couldn't see what it was.
		And we just took off running.
		All of a sudden, I freeze.
		I look back and I see way up in the sky.
		I look straight up.
		I see in the sky what looks like a small piece of metal, maybe two foot by three foot piece of metal, and like a small tin or aluminum garbage can flying in the air.
		It makes a circle around me and I hear a crash behind one little rock shed that was up there.
		I was frozen in my spot, so one of the other people had to grab me and pull me in the trailer.
		We all compared notes and found out that we were all feeling kind of weird vibes and everything about the area when we were in there.
		So the next day, since it was too dark to go out that night, next day we went out and looked to investigate, see what it was.
		The clunking noise behind us was actually a tin garbage can.
		But the two pieces of metal I saw up in the sky, I mean, this is Arizona.
		We don't get tornadoes that often here.
		And the ground wind was not the, it was not that bad.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So what are you saying happened to you?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, what are you doing?
unidentified		This piece of metal was about the size of an average living room.
		It was two pieces of metal, and what it was was a roof off of a porch shed that was at the trailer.
		Oh, my God.
		After having told this story to several people, we found out that the trailer that that had happened in, someone had gotten shot by the police in.
		They had escaped from something.
		They ran from the police and they got shot in there.
		And the person told us, well, we can prove it.
		Go look by the back door and you'll see bullet holes there.
		So we went and looked by the back door.
		There weren't any bullet holes, but there were some pieces of duct tape.
		We started looking under the duct tape and sure enough, there's bullet holes there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There's bullet holes.
		Oh, brother.
		All right.
		Well, thank you very much.
		You see, ghosts seem to manifest themselves most frequently from those who either die unexpectedly, die in the middle of a passionate love affair, commit suicide, hang themselves, blow their heads off, that kind of thing.
		Those type of deaths, you know, violent deaths seem to bring this sort of thing.
		Why, I don't know.
		It may be the speed of the death, but if that was true, then you would think that most people that got hit by trucks or walked out into the middle of traffic would be ghosts as well, wouldn't you?
		And yet it appears to be this hand of man violent death, whether it be one's own hand or another hand that produces the entities that stick around.
		So go figure.
		East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello?
		Hello?
		Yes.
unidentified		Yeah, hi, this is Mark from St. Louis.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello, Mark.
unidentified		I was listening to your show when I heard one of the police officers call, and he had a story about, he called it a demon dog.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, the dog-like creature, yes.
unidentified		Right.
		Okay, well, I got a story similar to that, only it's not a dog, but it has similarities.
		When I was a kid, I grew up in a family of, I was the youngest of five, and I was sharing a bedroom with my sister, who was the second youngest from me.
		I was the youngest, she was the next one up.
		And so I was, I'm going to say maybe, gosh, I don't know, seven or eight years old the first time I saw this thing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		It's a very distinctive memory for me, and it's hard for me to even talk about it without getting the chills.
		I was asleep, or not quite yet asleep.
		I was in bed.
		My sister was, her bed was in the corner of the bedroom farthest from the door.
		My bed Was closest to the door.
		It was dark.
		It was nighttime.
		I have no idea.
		I'm trying to remember how late it was, but I know it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It doesn't matter.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Go ahead.
unidentified		Yeah, everybody in the house was asleep.
unidentified		The lights were off, and I saw something come through the bedroom door.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		At first, when you say come through the bedroom door, do you mean like your picture?
unidentified		Only this had no definition on that picture on your website.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you've seen, have you seen that picture?
unidentified		Yeah, you could make out eye sockets and things on your picture.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, oh, my God, that thing is easy.
unidentified		I almost thought that door looked like there was something superimposed.
unidentified		It's so, because the door changes color.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's either in that door or coming through it.
unidentified		So this was similar to that.
		Okay, now I'm in a dark bedroom, and I don't know how I can accurately describe this, but I'll give it a shot.
		There's such a thing as darker than or blacker than night.
		Okay, that's the best way for me to describe this thing, because your eyes will gradually adjust to even a dark room.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's correct.
unidentified		And so I thought I see something really hit.
		It was like a black void is the best way I could describe it.
		It was no dimensions.
		It was just a black void.
		It was about where somebody's head would be, that high up on the door.
		And I remember squinting my eyes and opening them again and thinking, you know, what the heck is that?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		And I'm looking and it starts coming through a little bit more.
		And what it was, it was this thing's head, okay?
		And it poked its head through just a little bit.
		And on the side of its head, I saw, on the side of its head, I could see like, again, blacker than black, wispy arms coming through, like the hands were being extended, and they were coming through the side, you know, from the side of the head.
		And the head comes in farther, and it looks around in the room.
		And the whole time I'm thinking, am I just, you know, am I seeing things?
		Am I imagining this?
		And the more and more I look at it, I'm getting scareder and scareder.
		And it's taking on a form.
		And my sister's asleep, and I'm just, I'm getting scared to death seeing this thing.
		And it finally comes through the door, floats through the door all the way.
		I could see it was smooth-shaped, meaning it didn't look like it had wild hair or anything.
		It was completely black, but the head was round, like a mannequin's would be.
		And I remember seeing arms and a torso.
		You know, I'm peeking through my covers.
		I got my covers probably like up to my nose at this point, you know, looking at this thing.
		And the way I, I'll never forget the way it moved.
		It was like a burglar was, like he would move, like if he was tiptoeing.
		It was very, like almost stalking the room with the head crouched down and the arms were kind of up in the air.
		And the arms, there were really no hands.
		It just kind of ended in long tendrils.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you know, long tendrils, this sounds classically like a shadow person story.
unidentified		Exactly.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you describe it as blacker than black.
		Blacker than black.
		Something that would be black within a totally dark room.
unidentified		Yes, exactly.
unidentified		And there's something I want to describe here because I think this is just as important or prominent as the actual seeing it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		There was, and again, this is from a kid.
		So seven or eight years old, I felt a presence of evil like you would not imagine.
		There was no way, even at that young an age, did I think this was a ghost.
		I mean, I was scared out of my, you know, my shorts.
		To me, this thing was not a spirit of somebody that had come back.
		This thing was, I'm thinking this thing is from hell or something coming up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that is why, again, folks, that I'm saying, you know, we call these ghosts, but that's just a name.
		We don't know for sure what they are.
		In some cases, they may be the departed managing to manifest back in on the earthly plane here, right?
		But they might not be human either.
		Many of these things may not be human, and so I'm tending toward the physical manifestation, particularly physical attack type stories, so I can try and get a better grasp of what it is that we're dealing with here.
unidentified		I don't know if that's possible.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I want to reiterate that because of the screw-up, and apparently Guam can't get through on the international line, I am going to hold this first-time caller line open for Guam only.
		All right?
		I know you're out there this afternoon trying to get through, so keep trying.
		It's area code 775-727-1222.
		And of course, the lines are totally jammed, but if I need the audience to cooperate, do not call that number.
		Let Guam get through, please, on that number.
		Guam only.
		Area code 775-727-1222.
		Otherwise, use any other line.
		West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hello.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi, we don't have a whole lot of time before the top of the air, sir.
unidentified		Let me do this real quickly.
		All right.
		I'm a retired sheriff's captain.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		One night, the dispatch supervisor ran out of paper in her computer and wanted me to go with her into the courthouse to retrieve some papers.
		She would not go there alone.
		This is an old western courthouse in which the jail was in the basement.
		A number of people had been hung there, killed themselves there, and she was scared to death of it.
		We went up to the front door, which was a double glass door, and unlocked the door.
		And when I opened the door and put my, I had a flashlight, I didn't want to turn the lights on, and there's a set of stairs, and at the top of the stairs, you like cats, you'll enjoy this, there was a ghost cat standing there.
		And when I shined my light on it, he reared his back up like a cat will and hissed at me and attacked me, ran down the stairs and ran at me, ran up my body and according to the dispatcher, went through me.
		I didn't see the cat go through me.
		She said it went through me.
		She saw it come out the back end of me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Holy moly.
unidentified		it shocked me so bad, I just lost my composure there for a minute.
		I dropped my flashlight.
		I picked the flashlight back up and I had to turn it back on and I shined it up to the top of the stairs and there was a man standing there.
		A ghostly looking man and he just slowly dissipated and went away.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't know what to say about that.
unidentified		This cat is scared me to death.
		I mean it was not it was not a physical cat.
		It was a she told me that from that day forward she'd never go back in there again and she said that was the first time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't blame her.
		I wouldn't do it either.
		In fact, I'd probably quit, go find another job, or transfer or something.
		Listen, I gotta go.
		We're up here at the top of the hour.
		I appreciate your call.
		Thank you very much, officer, and take care.
		So many law enforcement officers, people who are trained to observe things.
		A cat that attacks and kisses, arches its back, attacks you and jumps right through.
unidentified		I'm inside, but you don't need human space.
		Come on.
		Some bell this morning when I'm praying I'm gonna open up your gate It may be to tell you about Klaidra And how she gave me life
		And how she made it in Some velvet water and ice trees Flowers flowing on a hill Lies and flies and death for dear
		Life on ice, very mighty Knocked out, but do not rush
		Klaidra is my name To re-chart bell in the Kingdom of Nye From west of the Rockies dial 1-800-618-8255 East of the Rockies 1-800-825-5033 First time callers may re-chart at 1-775-727-1222
		use the wildcard line at 1-775-727-1295 to rechart on the toll-free international line call your AT ⁇ T operator and have them dial 800-893-0903 this is Ghost to Ghost AM with Art Bell on the Premier Radio Networks that would be me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good morning, everybody.
		This actually is Ghost to Ghost AM.
		And in the interest of somebody who's paying for a call, I'm going directly to our Guam line, actually the first-time caller line.
		Hello there.
		You're on the air.
unidentified		Hi there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi, you're in Guam, huh?
unidentified		I am.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Actually, I guess you're on Guam, not in Guam.
unidentified		Thank you.
		I always say I'm on Guam, and I think it sounds Listening to KGUM?
		Yeah, K-57.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's it, K-57.
unidentified		Yep.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I guess it's what, a Saturday evening there by now, huh?
unidentified		It is.
unidentified		The sun is now starting to set.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Actually, it is starting to go down.
		Okay, all right.
		Well, what's up?
unidentified		Well, I'm really sorry that True Tomorrow didn't get through here first.
		Hopefully more will come in.
		Ghost stories are, or spirit stories might be more accurate, are very much a part of the culture here and are experienced very regularly.
		On islands, they're usually referred to as the Sao Tamona, which I believe literally translated means the original one.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, isn't that interesting?
		I lived on Okinawa for 10 years, and that was a very, very haunted island.
		There's something about islands, huh?
unidentified		I g I yeah, yeah.
		Yeah, well, and there's there's quite a certainly a lot of violence has taken place here and on this island and um and probably on Okinawa as well.
		You you were mentioning earlier you didn't use the word violence, but um oh no, there was a lot of violence here.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		People were burned in caves on Okinawa.
unidentified		Sure.
unidentified		And uh not much different here.

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