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Oct. 31, 1998 - Art Bell

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Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell - Ghost to Ghost 1998

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	All right, heads up everybody, we're about 45 seconds from air.
	All right, here we go.
	I'm in the streets, just for me. I'm in the streets, just for me. I'm in the streets, just for me.
	I'm in the streets, just for me. I'm in the streets, just for me.
	I'm in the streets, just for me. I'm in the streets, just for me.
	I've been running late for years. But Lord, you're doing my fears.
	Not to end my life for more than. But by now, I know, I should have.
	To talk with Art Bell in the Kingdom of Nigh. From east of the Rockies, dial 1.
	800-825-5033.
	West of the Rockies, including Montana, Wyoming, Colorado, and New Mexico.
	1-800-618-8255.
	First time callers may reach out at area code 702-727-1222.
	And you may call out on the wildcard line at area code 702-727-1222.
	to seven twelve ninety-five regard for most of the last person on your access number to
	the u.s.a.
	eight hundred eight nine three zero nine zero three this is close to close to him
	from the kingdom of my without bell
	if you want to stay on this ride you better have a strong heart as my partner and i sat
	waiting for a call i began to tell her the story that i've seen on t.v.
	but for some unknown reason I couldn't remember the name of the hotel.
	At that moment, we got an emergency call.
	We ran the call, brought the patient to the hospital, the whole time I'm trying to remember the name of that doggone hotel.
	Well, we arrive at the hospital and wheel the patient inside.
	As I'm giving my report to the nurse in the emergency room, I just happened to glance behind the desk, and hanging on the wall is a calendar.
	And the full color, large picture on the calendar is, you guessed it, the Hotel Del Coronado.
	Well, I tend to pay attention to these little things, and took this as an invitation from Kate to visit her hotel.
	So, I reserved one of their smallest, cheapest rooms, And the next time I had a four-day weekend, I packed up my convertible, drove down the coast from San Francisco to San Diego, arrived at the hotel, went up to the desk to check in, and the clerk says, Oh, I'm sorry.
	All of the small, cheap rooms, like the one you had reserved, are booked up.
	Hmm.
	Let me see.
	Oh, we do have this suite with a balcony overlooking the courtyard in the old section of the hotel.
	Will that be all right?
	He said, I'll give it to you for the same price as the small, cheap, cheesy room you had reserved.
	Naturally, I say, okay, and I'm beginning to think this is going to be a very interesting stay.
	So, up I go, took a bubble bath, drank a beer out of the room bar.
	Shouldn't do that, by the way, they're terribly expensive.
	Jumped on the bed, as is my habit any time I stay in an expensive hotel.
	I took a nap and got dressed for dinner.
	Went down to the bar for a cocktail, the bartender brought all of my drinks, had dinner in one of the restaurants, and when I asked for my check, the waiter told me that a gentleman, who had been seated across the room, had paid the check.
	The rest of the visit was uneventful, no apparitions, no funky stuff, until the stay at the hotel never showed up on my credit card bill.
	Now, I'm a relatively honest person, and under normal circumstances, I probably would have called the Hotel Del Coronado.
	Told them about their oversight, however, when viewed with everything else that occurred, the calendar, the upgrade, the free drinks, the free dinner, it was rather apparent to me that I had indeed been a guest, Kate's guest, at the Hotel Del Coronado.
	She is a fine hostess, And I hope to return one of these days.
	And I have, of course, many more like this.
	And if any of you have a particularly good ghost story, we're going to do two things.
	One, we are going to tell ghost stories from those of you who call on the call-in lines.
	And we are going to also invite you Rather than sending in a fax with your ghost story, if you have a particularly good one, send me a fax with your phone number, and I will call you open.
	So wherever you are in the world, it doesn't matter where you are in the world, if you have a ghost story, and I do have one sent to me here from Belgium, I've got another one from South Africa, All lines, all nights, all ghost stories.
	Here we go.
	First time caller on the line, you're on the air.
	Good morning.
	Good morning.
	This is Keri Culling from Eugene, Oregon.
	Hello, K. How are you?
	You're going to have to get good and close to the phone because you're not too loud.
	How's this?
	That's better.
	All right.
	Well, my boyfriend's brother, he moved into this house in Providence, Rhode Island, and come to find out, It used to be a funeral home and like they have the places like in the basement where you know they burn the bodies and did all that crazy stuff.
	Cremation.
	Yes.
	And now he feels like there's a ghost there.
	Like things will be missing like things you don't misplace like toothpaste, cutting board just gone.
	Gone.
	And one time his roommate you know they're just sitting there drinking coffee His roommate went into his room because he finished his cup and he came back out and it was completely filled hot.
	Jason didn't get it for him or anything.
	And it wasn't even made right how he likes it.
	And he says sometimes, you know, like a door will slam.
	Um, one time he, like he actually had to leave cause he was so scared because there was like rubbing all on the walls and clanging noises.
	You know, Let me tell you a little story back now.
	Okay.
	I saw a movie the other night.
	I can't recall the name of it, unfortunately.
	Now a million people will send it to me, but it was about a man who went to work in a morgue, and he was a guard in the morgue, and he would have his little guard desk, and he'd have his little, you know, guards have keys, and they have to make the rounds and turn the key so that the owner knows they really made their assigned rounds at night.
	And he had a desk and a workstation when he wasn't having to make his rounds.
	And there was this red light behind him.
	And in the morgue, they would have the bodies all lined up on these cots covered with sheets in what's called a cold room.
	But above each body, there was a pull cord.
	You know, something, a cord you could pull.
	Just in case?
	In case, and should somebody pull that cord, it would obviously mean, to the guy sitting at the desk, that one of the bodies in the morgue had reanimated.
	Not unheard of.
	And I'm not going to tell you any more than that, but I will tell you, it went off.
	Wow.
	Okay?
	Yeah, it's pretty weird.
	Is there like, Who would you go about calling, say, if you wanted to have, like, a specialist come in there and see, you know, what was going on?
	Any ideas?
	Oh, yes.
	I have many people.
	In fact, the guest I'm going to have on this coming Monday night might be exactly the person you're looking for.
	Yeah, it's pretty crazy, because, you know, they have... His name, now, isn't he, is Jerome Clark, and he wrote a book called Unexplained Strange Sightings, Incredible Occurrences, and Puzzling Physical Phenomena.
	He'll be here Monday night, Tuesday morning next week.
	Somebody like that is the kind of person you need.
	Okay?
	Definitely.
	Thanks so much for your help.
	You bet.
	Take care and good luck.
	Wild Card Line, you're on the air.
	Yes, Art.
	This is Greg from El Cajon, California.
	Hi, Greg.
	How are you, Art?
	Just fine.
	I have a good one for you.
	Okay.
	Do I have about four or five minutes?
	You do.
	Excellent.
	My wife's mother, I had died back in February.
	I see, on February 13th of this year.
	And prior to her death, my wife and children and I had stayed with her overnight in that house on many occasions.
	Sure.
	Just a normal home.
	Nothing strange.
	Very comfortable there.
	No problems whatsoever.
	You would just be visiting her and stay the night?
	Yes, sir.
	Yeah.
	Taking up the house at the time of her death, went into probate.
	And of course, my wife and her siblings not wanting to leave the house empty, of course, because of vandals and that sort of thing.
	My wife and our two daughters and our unborn son moved into that empty house on March 1st of this year.
	Makes sense.
	Shortly after, my family and I took occupancy of the home.
	Certain events started to take place.
	Like what?
	Well, just to paraphrase you all, so at this time, on or around March 10th, we adopted a German Shepherd Beagle mix that made my wife feel a lot better, of course, because I worked late at night, sometimes till 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning.
	Like me!
	Yeah, there you go.
	And it gave her a peace of mind because the house was out in the country.
	Okay.
	Like me.
	Yes, sir.
	And within the first two weeks that we took up residence in my wife's deceased mother's home, my wife would relate to me from time to time that she felt as she was being watched intensely.
	I myself, at the time being a complete skeptic, dismissed the information as an overactive imagination, which I probably should not have.
	That was My belief until the evening of March 16th, 1998, when my eyes were widely opened.
	On that evening, I was having dinner with my wife and children, and my sister-in-law and her two children, teenage children, were over to the house for dinner, just a few weeks after moving into the house.
	Everyone had left, but my wife and I.
	And I was sitting in a position in the dining room at the dining room table area that allowed me to look all the way down the hallway into one of three bedrooms, which was my youngest daughter's at the time.
	Sure.
	At that point, I saw something that is so hard for me to describe.
	It was an aura of what seemed to be a woman's form with a lot, to me, of what seemed to be energy.
	In other words, indistinct, kind of a A foggy white aura.
	Yes, sir.
	All right.
	It definitely seemed to be the shape of a woman to me.
	I was so motionless and locked into what was happening at the time that I almost lost relative consciousness of where I was except for what was going on in that room.
	My wife was sitting over to the right of me and asked me what I had seen, and I described it to her, and she said something to the effect of, You two?
	Yeah.
	You mean she saw it as well?
	She had seen and felt things before me, and yet had never, over that period of time, that two-week period since we've moved in there.
	Can you hang on through the break?
	Absolutely, Art.
	Stay right where you are.
	When one sees it, you can imagine a bit of undigested meat.
	When two see it, well...
	My suggestion, turn the lights down, turn the radio up, get as comfortable as you can.
	Because some of what you hear...
	...is going to require you to be in a nice, comfortable place.
	By the way, with respect to my story about the Hotel Del Coronado, I just got this hi-art My sister-in-law actually works at the Hotel Coronado as a concierge.
	She says the ghost stories are real and you can, even if you wish it, rent, I repeat, you can rent the haunted room.
	That's from Jeff in Amherst, Ohio.
	I wonder if that's really true.
	Thank you, Jeff.
	And by the way, for any of you who have ghost stories out there, just send me a fax and tempt me.
	Tell me how good it is and give me a phone number.
	If I am tempted enough, I will call you and get you on the air.
	My fax number is area code 702-727-8499.
	If you can't tempt me in one page, you can't do it, so hold it to one page.
	four nine nine if you can't simply in one page you can't do it so
	hold it to one page and now back to the gentleman who saw
	the apparition down the hall in the bedroom and then turned to his wife and his wife saw it too right sir
	Yes, she had seen it, but it was at a different time.
	And so then what?
	I mean, did you sit there and compare notes with her or what?
	Well, the hair was standing up on the back of my neck, Art.
	I'm sure it was.
	And I didn't know what to think.
	I just moved my wife and my children into a house.
	And I didn't know how long I was going to be there.
	Did you think about getting out?
	You know, at that point, I really didn't know.
	You know what?
	Actually, it's so easy to say, man, I'd be out of there like a shot.
	But the fact of the matter is, there are financial considerations.
	There are physical considerations.
	You have a wife.
	You have children.
	You have a lot of furniture.
	You've moved into a house.
	So you don't just immediately make a decision to split?
	Let me tell you the rest of my notes that I have here for you that I compiled today.
	You're going to think more and more why we didn't actually get out.
	On or around March 22nd, I was alone in the house.
	My wife had left with her sister and my children.
	They went over visiting for the day.
	It was around the noon hour.
	I was preparing to leave for work.
	I just came out of the restroom that adjoined our master bedroom.
	Bear in mind our bedroom used to be my deceased mother-in-law's bedroom.
	In a fairly quick instance, as I looked over my right shoulder, and I can see this as plainly in my mind as the day that I did see it, in just a few seconds time I saw my deceased mother-in-law leaning over the dresser area where her dresser used to be in her room.
	And it appeared as if she was leaning over to place something down.
	This time she was of more form?
	Yes.
	Shortly thereafter, that situation, an interesting yet strange phenomenon began to occur.
	My deceased mother-in-law, there was a beautiful type plush white carpet, very white carpet in her home.
	It was throughout the home.
	There was no variance throughout any of the rooms whatsoever.
	I'm just giving the details so the listeners understand what I'm about to say.
	One morning, I believe it was the end of March, 1st of April, my wife said, Honey, come look at this.
	I said, Well, when you walk barefoot on the carpet, Art, it will leave almost a type of imprint of your foot.
	I understand exactly what you're saying, yes.
	And so we experimented a little bit.
	This was not my wife's footprint, Art.
	It wasn't my footprint and it was much too large to be either of my daughters.
	So we just stood there looking down and my wife said, I know it's my mother's.
	I know it's my mother's footprint and she lived with her mother until she married me and until she was 19 years of age.
	She felt that also too from that time on.
	The constant set of eyes or being watched was all the more ever-present.
	Our dog on many occasions would stand up and stare across the house into our bedroom, whining, staring.
	I'm going to ask, it's an embarrassing question, you don't have to answer this, but if it was your wife's mother haunting the house, being present in the house.
	Didn't that kind of take the edge off moments of intimacy for your wife?
	Well, at that time, Art, and like I said, that is a personal question.
	My wife was only about three months from delivering our son.
	I see.
	Say no more.
	That's fine.
	Otherwise, I can imagine there would be a problem.
	I can understand what you're saying and I do agree with that.
	Mom, if you're listening, you know what I mean.
	In the summer months, another factor started to come into play.
	This is one that when I was writing it earlier this evening, I guess I'm listing this in as much of a chronological order as I can.
	I was reluctant to discuss this and the only reason I am discussing it right now is after we'd moved out and we're living where we're living now.
	I asked my wife if she, and I didn't want her to think I was nuts, so I asked her and she looked at me and said, yes, I had to and this is the next part of the story.
	At night in my wife and I's bedroom, which of course was my deceased mother-in-law's, at times my vision in the dark, I would lay awake at times and it would start to blur.
	Eerie, if not demonic typefaces would appear in the dark room.
	They would come, it was very sharp to me and they would fade out slowly.
	That would be enough for me.
	The thing that bothered me about this, Art, was if this was my mother, it wasn't that.
	Obviously, for me, it was not my mother-in-law.
	Obviously.
	Her appearance was not as foreboding as this particular situation.
	And I started, that's when I started thinking, my God, is there a portal or something else that followed?
	That's exactly where I was about to go.
	We've got to wrap this up, but That's exactly where I was going.
	Is there a close line to this, or is that essentially, did you get out of there, or what?
	Well, at that point, those things were starting to happen at the end of the summer.
	There were stomping noises on the wall.
	Many occasions at the noon hour, almost on certain days, frequently the phone would ring.
	There would never be anybody there.
	And the one thing that I would like to say, Arne, this is probably of some interest to you.
	I often wonder at this point if the intrusion, taking nothing but an appearance by my mother-in-law in the last few recent days to my wife, has appeared.
	There hasn't been anything since we moved to our new home.
	Well, alright.
	Listen, thank you so very much.
	There are two things here.
	One, it's pretty well known, and I can't explain why.
	Maybe you can.
	Maybe one of you can.
	Why a spirit, apparently trapped on Earth, or one that has not yet moved on, remains essentially in the same place, the same house, same geography, the same place.
	Why?
	Why?
	And the second thing that I would draw from that is, he said it himself.
	Do you think it might be true that once something has come through Or is visible on both sides, depending on how you want to look at it, that in essence, a portal has opened, allowing not just the spirit of his mother-in-law, but more to come through.
	That's worth some thought.
	On our international line, you are on the air.
	Good morning to you.
	Hi, this is Mark from Auckland, New Zealand.
	Auckland, New Zealand.
	Yes, sir.
	Welcome to the program.
	Yes, I have a bit of an unusual ghost story to tell.
	All right.
	I frequently have out-of-body experiences, and one time I managed to catch a glimpse of my own ghost.
	What?
	Now, if anything would stop me from having OBEs, assuming I could have them at will, that would do it.
	You saw your own ghost.
	Yes, well, people who Oh my!
	frequently have out of body experiences will know that you can sometimes get stuck in your
	corporeal body or physical body.
	This frequently happens to me and this one time a part of me separated while my vision
	remained in my body, my physical body, and I saw this watery...
	Oh my!
	In other words, you saw your spiritual self in a visual way with the vision from your
	own body, leaving your body?
	Yeah, I saw it walking across the room.
	Well, I saw myself walking across the room.
	It was sort of like a third-person perspective.
	Did that stop you from doing that?
	No, I've had more hair-raising experiences than that.
	That was an unusual one, but that hasn't stopped me.
	It would have stopped me cold.
	All right, my friend, thank you.
	That's from New Zealand.
	That would have stopped me cold.
	To have the physical vision remain in a somewhat active mind and to see your spirit leave your own body and to realize that your essentially dead, spiritless body is observing its own spirit leaving.
	No, thank you.
	East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
	Good morning.
	Good morning.
	Hello, where are you?
	I'm in Austin.
	Austin, Texas.
	All right.
	Um, and so it's kind of secondhand because it's something my mother told me happened before I was born.
	It's all right.
	What is your name?
	Sarah.
	Sarah.
	Okay, Sarah.
	Okay.
	Um, she was living in, in Salem, Massachusetts with my father.
	They'd gotten married recently.
	Right.
	And in the house they were living, I think it was probably an old house.
	These things started happening.
	First, the cats started acting weird.
	Like, they'd be running across the room and all of a sudden they'd stop like there was a wall in front of them.
	Yes, I've seen cats do that many times.
	They see things we don't.
	Yep.
	And once or twice she said she found them in shut dresser drawers.
	Uh, cats?
	Yes.
	They'd have gotten inside the drawer and it was shut behind them.
	She was alone in the apartment.
	And once the bathroom door was stuck, and she wasn't sure why it was stuck, she kept trying to get it open.
	My father wasn't home, so she had to get a neighbor to help her open it, and it took him a lot of work to get it open.
	And when they got it open, it was like 20 degrees colder in the bathroom than it had been anywhere else in the house.
	Really?
	Yes.
	And then my father would start, he would say he felt a hand on the back of his neck, My mother was across the room, or in a different room, and there was no one else in the house.
	And then the last thing that happened, my mom said this was the last thing that happened, and after that nothing ever happened.
	My father came in the room where she was, and he was like all white and shaking, and told her that he had been walking up the stairs, and he saw this woman walking down the stairs towards him, and that she was wearing like old-fashioned clothes, that was all they told me, I didn't get any more detail than that.
	Yes.
	She was walking towards him, And then, when they passed each other on the stairs, he felt, like, totally cold all the way through, and then she vanished, and then they never saw anything else again.
	I sure do appreciate the story.
	I thought you'd want to hear it.
	You're right.
	Thank you.
	I wonder what it is about the presence of an entity that causes temperatures to drop.
	And by the way, I might add, measurably drop.
	I have interviewed any number of ghost researchers, and it's about half and half.
	Some say They're unable to measure the temperature drop, but they can certainly feel it.
	The other half say they have measured up to, as this young lady said, up to 20 degrees and more of difference.
	Sometimes right down to freezing.
	She mentioned cats and brings to mind the following.
	Again from Canada.
	Canada must be a very haunted place.
	Where I live, we have woods by our house.
	About seven-tenths of a kilometer by six-tenths of a kilometer in size.
	And in this woods is a man, some time ago, who hung himself.
	Actually, seventy years ago, when his wife had died at an early age.
	Seventy years ago, the land that everyone is now living on was farmland.
	And ever since those woods have been left alone.
	The only thing about the man was he was a cat lover.
	He had about four cats.
	And I can tell you there is something about those woods that is pretty freaky now.
	Every now and then, even now, there is a gathering of cats in the woods.
	No lie, I've seen them.
	They just sit around.
	Ten to twenty of them.
	Tell you what I'll do.
	I'll try and get a picture of it next time it happens and send it to you.
	I believe the cats are gathering in this man's name.
	West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
	Hello.
	Aloha, Art.
	This is Mike calling from Kihei, Maui, Hawaii.
	Hello, Mike.
	How are you?
	I'm fine, thanks.
	Actually, I told you this briefly a few years ago.
	My wife and I, my wife Bonnie and I, had gone over to Kauai.
	Pre-Eniki, the year before Eniki hit.
	Oh, the big terrible hurricane, yes.
	It was a nasty one.
	We stayed at an older, fairly flat resort called the Coco Palms.
	It was nice.
	We had driven around the day, went back to the hotel, pretty tired.
	And we went to bed, after listening to the little band downstairs.
	Sometime in the night, I woke up, I was on my back, in the bed, And something fairly large, kind of glowing, was at the foot of the bed.
	Bad.
	It was human-shaped, and it scared the bejesus out of me, to the point where I was petrified and could not move.
	Describe it more than that.
	Human-shaped.
	Sort of a mystery, or a... Try and do a little better.
	Well, at least seven feet tall, if it was A person, it probably would have weighed several hundred pounds.
	Oh, so this is very large.
	Like 250, 300 pounds.
	All right.
	The perception I got was that it was kind of glowing like a glow stick.
	You know those green glow sticks you crack at night?
	Yes.
	Okay.
	Well, it scared me so bad, all I did was close my eyes.
	Whatever it is, it's going to go away.
	I'm closing my eyes.
	That's it.
	Woke up in the morning.
	My wife and I finished our time on Kauai, went to Oahu, and driving from the airport over the poly to the other side, I told her on the poly, I said, you know what, babe?
	Last night, there was something in our room.
	And she turned to me, and the chicken skin started.
	That's when you get the goose bumps.
	So they call it in Hawaii, chicken skin.
	She freaked out with her big Hawaiian eyes and looked at me and said, I saw it too.
	And I said, well, what would you see?
	Apparently she must have seen a little more than I did and or perceived more than I did.
	Maybe she didn't close her eyes.
	I sure did.
	My wife says that she saw a very large Hawaiian, float in through the window, and stand at the foot of our bed, and it was, to her, she said, it was very pissed off.
	It was... A pissed off Hawaiian.
	A pissed off Hawaiian.
	Now, I'm white.
	My wife's almost pure Hawaiian.
	I'm wondering, is this a Hawaiian ghost looking down, seeing a local woman with a white man?
	I hear you.
	Angry.
	I hear you.
	That was very perturbing and we both had chicken skin for quite some time that evening.
	One more recently, unfortunately my wife's lovely father, who lives over in Waimea on the Big Island, was diagnosed with a terminal cancer around May this year and he decided that he would prefer not to fight it and would go with hospice care And prefer to live out his remaining time in the living room at home.
	And with a lot of the homes here in Hawaii, we have day beds in the living room.
	No, I understand that.
	I think I would make the same choice.
	So, Shem, that's his name, you know, her dad, spent out his remaining time in the living room on the beautiful hospice bed provided.
	Mom lovingly cared for him, and it was wonderful because He had time, and all of us family could come by and say aloha.
	Well, we're staying there, and he has not yet passed away, and the only room left because of all of the ohana, or family, over is Mom and Dad's room, which they really don't sleep in too much anyway, because they sleep in the living room.
	Anyway, Dad is still alive, but getting near the end.
	This was within three days of him passing on.
	My wife and I go to bed about 11 o'clock at night in the parents' bed, I'm sleeping on my stomach and something gives me a finger-jab poke through the mattress into my ribs.
	It felt like it came up about two inches.
	Yes?
	It woke me up, scared the hell out of me, and I said, Bonnie!
	She goes, what?
	Something poked me in the ribs!
	And I rolled over onto my back and she goes, are you okay?
	I go, yeah, but what was that?
	She goes, I don't know.
	And then something, the pressure of someone sitting down on my legs, And I said... On your legs?
	On my legs, I said.
	And I'm getting chicken skin now.
	I'm freaking out remembering.
	I said, babe, it's sitting on my legs.
	What am I gonna do?
	She says, it's okay.
	It's alright.
	It's probably just Dad.
	His spirit coming into the room saying, you're in our bed.
	I said, well, he's not dead yet.
	She says, I know, but this is his house and he can move around when he wants.
	Sure.
	I said, babe, can I please sleep in another room?
	I can't handle this.
	It's too much.
	She said, okay.
	So we switched with her sister.
	And Dad passed on shortly after that.
	We have not yet, myself, she's returned to visit Mom twice.
	I'm a little leery about visiting.
	Why do you think the state of Hawaii is such a haunted state?
	I don't know.
	It is though.
	I've had guests on who have told story after story like the ones you're Like the ones you just told, Hawaii is a very, very haunted set of islands.
	There's no question about it.
	You and your wife?
	Well, your wife's from Oahu, right?
	Ah, that's correct.
	Thank you for listening, Art.
	I hope your audience keeps in mind that the loved ones are close by.
	Alright.
	Take care, sir.
	Aloha.
	Alright, that's it.
	Tonight, all we're doing, as you can already tell, are ghost stories.
	Real.
	Ghost stories.
	And it's so easy to do.
	You know why?
	Because there are so many of them.
	Don't worry about that.
	I get caught up in the stories and it just happens.
	Here is a gentleman who works, or did work, actually.
	He did the same thing I did in a 911 dispatch center.
	I guess fire dispatch center.
	Where are you, sir?
	I'm in Birch Bay, Washington.
	Welcome to the program.
	Well, thank you, Art.
	You're about to tell me That you have had ghosts call 9-1-1?
	In a way, yeah.
	It was basically to, um... Oh, gee, it would be well over a 100-year-old emergency, I would say, of a dying woman in a small Mexican village on the banks of the Santa Ana River.
	My God.
	A 100-year-old emergency?
	Mm-hmm.
	Middle 1800s.
	1864, to be exact.
	So it's a time travel story as well as a ghost story.
	I guess it is, huh?
	Well, it may be that where the spirits are, there is no time as we quite exactly understand it, or think we do.
	Oh, sure.
	And if they have a story to tell, it can wait for eternity if it has to.
	Well, apparently one did, at least part way.
	Well, let me tell you a little bit about how this started.
	I had just started at this fire communications center.
	It was on the banks of the Santa Ana River.
	This was in 1984.
	Okay.
	Basically it was a 24-hour operation.
	We were on a 24-hour shift so we would sleep and eat and pretty much live there for an entire day and then be relieved by the relief crew and work that type of schedule.
	So normally my shift would end at 8 p.m.
	From 8 a.m.
	to 8 p.m.
	I would get to sleep from 8 p.m.
	till 1 a.m.
	and then go back on the board till 4 in the morning.
	Gotcha.
	And that way we could at least get a couple hours of uninterrupted sleep.
	Well, I thought the strangest thing was that none of the dispatchers would sleep in the dormitory.
	Which struck me as really odd.
	They all seemed afraid of the place.
	And you know the dispatch personality.
	They're usually guys who are rock-solid individuals.
	Oh, yes.
	They're pretty fearless people, basically.
	But we have guys sleeping in the hallways or bedding down in the lounge.
	You know, that type of thing.
	Well, I'd been on for about a week, and I got woken up in the morning by the intercom saying that, you know, I could sleep till noon because I was going to have to work a 12-hour overtime shift.
	Someone had called in sick, and I was basically up for it.
	Well, about a half hour later, and, you know, usually these things happen when you're dead asleep, I felt something lay across my legs, and there was a groan, like somebody going, ugh, you know, when they're stretching.
	Yes.
	And I woke up, and I saw this kind of a It wasn't a mist, it was almost like a gelatinous fog breaking above my head, and the room was pitch black dark, which was really a strange thing.
	So anyway, I stumbled out in the Dispatch Center and asked the people, you know, what the heck was going on and, you know, why are they playing games, and they all gave a conspiratorial look to each other and said, nah, go back to bed, we'll tell you about the ghosts later, right?
	Yeah, right.
	Well, anyway, it was uneventful.
	I came back for the next shift, and that's when the weirdness happened.
	One in the morning, just a little bit before one in the morning, I went into the strangest dream I've ever had.
	I was walking along the banks of the Santa Ana River, and I felt, I mean, I knew it was 1864.
	I just knew it.
	And I thought, this is the strangest dream.
	For one thing, I'm here.
	I'm, you know, I can feel the wind on my skin.
	It was just barely blowing.
	I could hear the leaves rustling.
	I can feel the sand crunch underneath my feet along the banks of this river.
	Right.
	And I thought, wow, this is really interesting.
	I know where I'm at.
	I'm right by the fire dispatch center, but the city's gone.
	I mean, there's nothing here and, you know, we're all the children.
	You mean you were literally seeing the same geography minus the buildings and the people?
	Except for, you know, differences, the variations of a river as it changes over the year.
	But my internal radar and compass told me I was exactly at the fire dispatch center.
	I was actually walking up to it, approaching northbound along the banks of the Santa Ana River.
	And I saw this small house.
	Yes.
	Kind of like an adobe little house, like you would see part of a rancher or a very small village.
	And this woman appeared in the door.
	And she was, she was what you would call, oh gee, probably about a 20 year old, uh, really beautiful senorita.
	I mean, she was this gorgeous with long flowing hair and a smile that would melt your heart.
	I mean, this was like, wow, you know, what's going on?
	Anyway, she beckoned to me to come to the door.
	And as soon as my foot hit the threshold of this little house, I was kind of transported into her, if you know what I mean.
	It's like she melded with me, for want of a better word.
	Mm, Spock.
	We were like one person.
	Spock would say mind meld, yes.
	Almost like that, but not quite as like, you know, as trite as you would expect something on Star Trek.
	This was like a total two bodies and two souls instantly mingling together.
	Wow.
	And it was an instant feeling of like warmth and love, and a tremendous sexual rush, which later on I found out that that happens sometimes.
	Anyway, she kind of separated from me and beckoned me into the house, and I went in there, and she showed me this old woman laying on a bed.
	And prior to entering the fire service, I'd been an ambulance driver in L.A., and you pretty much know when a person's ready to breathe their last.
	And this woman was definitely, she was what they call chain-stoking, that, you know, final type of breathing.
	And she had on a kind of like a floral print ship dress.
	Yes.
	And this girl started to tell me that, you know, she was the last of the small village and she had stayed there and taken care of all the people that were sick and they had a drought and a famine and some type of terrible disease had come through the community and killed a lot of people.
	And basically everybody just packed up and went upriver to try to find a better place to live, took all the children and healthy people and animals and they all just split.
	Makes sense, yeah.
	And she was the last one taking care of the last person alive that could not make the trip.
	Well, to make a long story shorter, she basically started telling me how all these people died.
	This is when the dream got really bad.
	I mean, it was like I was trapped in this place.
	If you know, well, you obviously know the personality of a dispatcher that's fully in control of his environment.
	I certainly do.
	I mean, you are the savior of the city.
	Otherwise, you'll never make it.
	Anyway, it was the first time in my career that I'd ever felt totally trapped and scared and wanting to just get up and run from the Dispatch Center.
	Even though, you know, I wasn't there, but I was.
	Right.
	All these faces started coming at me.
	They were all like Mexican villagers, which is what lived in that part of California at the time.
	And as each face came at me, I died with them.
	And they were talking to me.
	One after another after another.
	It must have been a hundred faces just coming.
	I mean, like, you know, literally face to face with me.
	And I felt the pain of their death.
	I take it you didn't sleep in there again.
	Oh, I did.
	I was not going to let this... I was going to get to the bottom of what the heck was going on with this thing.
	Anyway, there was... you know, I used to hate it when one o'clock would roll along and a dispatcher's voice would come on the speaker and say, you know, get out of this sack.
	It's time to hit the board.
	Well, The dispatcher that was handling the ship came on and he pulled me out of my sleep.
	Anyway, I stumbled into the communications center, didn't even put on my uniform.
	I was drenched in sweat.
	I had this big lump in my throat.
	These tears were just like pouring down my face.
	And he looked at me and said, what in the heck happened to you?
	So I told him, I think I just got visited by a ghost.
	And that's when he finally said, oh, these darn ghosts, you know, it's like, They've been banging on the switchboard all night.
	I've had this creepy feeling like something's standing here watching me, and I can't take this anymore.
	I'm going to go sleep in the lounge.
	I'm not sleeping in that dorm anymore.
	So I figured, okay, well, you know, there is something here.
	It's not just me in his bed.
	Like something was crushing his chest.
	And he would talk in Spanish, and the other dispatchers would say, yeah, you know, when this guy's sleeping, he starts speaking Spanish, and that's when he's having these nightmares.
	Well, it's obvious to me, sir.
	Thank you very much for your call and your story.
	It's obvious to me what was occurring.
	I, too, worked in a 911 dispatch center in Monterey County.
	And on a daily basis, even an hourly basis, you deal with life and death.
	Actually, I found it to be too much, and I spent a year at it and bailed out.
	But you deal with life and death.
	I'm the kind of person that takes my work home with me.
	And so it was not the job for me.
	But a place of haunting?
	Oh, yes.
	Oh, yes, of course.
	A place of crisis?
	A place where death is documented nearly on an hourly basis?
	Sometimes more?
	Yes.
	Yes, yes, yes.
	On my first time caller line, you're on air.
	Hello.
	Hi, Eric.
	Hi there.
	Where are you?
	Paul from London, Ontario, Canada.
	London, Ontario.
	Haunted Canada.
	Yes, sir.
	Yes, and actually we are pretty haunted.
	Um, actually the one I've got is from, happened when I was about eight years old.
	Uh, we were a bunch of us sitting around messing around and the guy I was with decided to hold a seance.
	And we were sitting in my friend's basement and... You decided to hold a seance?
	Well, yeah, you know, you're... So that's, like, you're really inviting it.
	Well, yeah, that's... That's what, like, I didn't take part.
	I sat out in the corner going, no, I just... This isn't for me.
	Uh-huh.
	Besides, I didn't really believe in that stuff at the time.
	I... Then, after that, I really changed.
	Um, halfway through the seance, I kept hearing strange noises, and... We were sitting in his basement, and they just kept going, shh, stop making noises.
	I was like, well, it's not me.
	Yeah, sure.
	Just shut up.
	We're trying to get a hold of this ghost.
	And all of a sudden, something made me look off in the corner.
	He had an old TV that his dad was going to throw sitting in the corner.
	Well, when I looked, I noticed it started to glow.
	And after a few minutes, it just exploded.
	The television exploded?
	Yes.
	The whole screen blew out.
	And what did it for me was the fact that it was unplugged.
	The thing is, the TV wasn't plugged.
	When I looked on top of it, I saw... Other people have called in before about seeing the Darkman.
	The Darkman?
	Yes.
	I saw a dark... I could tell it was a man.
	He was sitting cross-legged on the TV, wearing a long coat.
	He just looked at me, smiled, nodded, stood up, and disappeared.
	I'd be out of there so fast.
	Well, the thing is, no one else saw it but me.
	They kept... Well, I mean, what about the television?
	You said the television... Oh, they all saw the TV explode.
	His mom came downstairs yelling what happened, and we were just, uh, nothing.
	Like, I couldn't tell her, well, there was someone on top of the TV and it made it blow up.
	Mm-hmm.
	Um, first of all, a television under no circumstance, sitting there, sedentary, uh, not plugged in.
	Televisions do not explode, period.
	Oh, I know that.
	Even plugged in once.
	That'd be it for me.
	Well, the thing is that, like, for me, I'd think you'd be scared, but I was just looking at it going, okay, that was odd.
	And, I mean, since that day, I've seen the same dark man every so often out of the corner of my eye.
	It's almost like he's watching.
	Maybe he's waiting for you.
	Well, that's what I think, because, like, Ever since then, I've seen him, and if I don't see him, I'll hear, like, I'll hear him call my name.
	Yes?
	And the thing is, it's loud and clear.
	Other people have heard it, and we can be in an empty hallway, and we'll hear my name clear.
	Maybe one day, when he calls your name, you will go with him.
	Oh, that's what I thought.
	And the thing is, like I said, I'm not afraid of it.
	It's almost like he's there protecting me for something.
	Maybe.
	Maybe you should be afraid.
	Well, everyone says that, but I don't know.
	Like I said, there's just something about him that doesn't seem to be scary.
	He just seems to be there.
	He doesn't seem to be presenting any harm to me.
	I mean, you've got to consider that he's there for a reason.
	Oh, that I'm pretty sure of.
	I mean, it was since that day I've started seeing other ghosts as well, so.
	I understand.
	All right.
	Well, I appreciate your call.
	I'm a little hesitant to suggest to you that you may be associating with somebody who is going to take you from where you are now to where you will eventually be.
	Wildcard Line, you're on the air.
	Hello.
	Hello, Art.
	This is Helen in Pahrump.
	You're in Pahrump?
	Yes, sir.
	Excellent!
	Almost neighbors, I guess.
	I, uh, before I start my story, I, uh, had to chuckle when I, um, I don't remember, I guess it was a letter you read or a fax about someone from Canada and the cat story.
	Oh, yes.
	You might want to mention to the, uh, to the listeners about, uh, the fire we had here last week and they pulled out what was it, about 104 cats that were dead out of the home?
	I don't know if you read that in the newspaper.
	Yes, I did.
	Yeah, it was pretty gruesome.
	Uh, pretty horrible, yes.
	Uh, Pahrump is a strange place in so many ways.
	Are you outside?
	Yes, I am.
	As a matter of fact, I'm on the porch.
	Not mine, I presume.
	Well, I'm not exactly sure where you live, no.
	My wife says I talk loud, and I didn't want to wake the kids up.
	Oh, I see.
	So you're outside.
	We're getting a little bit of wind tonight.
	It looks like we're going to get some rain, huh?
	It sprinkled a little bit and chased me in earlier.
	Actually, you know, it's kind of a spooky night out here, isn't it?
	Yeah, it's overcast.
	It has been all day, but not quite this bad.
	Alright, listen, um, I'm at a breakpoint, so I'm going to hold you over, and since you're in Brumb, obviously, there is no charge.
	So stay right where you are.
	We're telling ghost stories this night, and that's all we're doing.
	If you wish, call it Ghost2Ghost.
	We have a lot of documented ghost photographs.
	By the way, you should see the one on my website now.
	From 1906.
	Here in the desert, When the clouds and the wind and the rain come, it's very eerie indeed.
	And here is my caller again.
	Out on his porch still?
	Yes, I am.
	After a quick turkey break.
	All right, sir.
	From here in eerie Pahrump, what have you?
	Well, back in 1983, I was a young married father, and I took my wife and little baby.
	We moved to California to Long Beach.
	I had a very low-paying job, and I had an uncle that offered us an apartment in his apartment building.
	We managed it, so it was for free.
	It was a little one-bedroom apartment, and we were so poor we didn't own a bed yet, so we had a fold-out couch.
	So we put the baby in his crib in the one bedroom, and we slept out on the couch until we could get a bed.
	Every night, usually about 9 or 10 o'clock, the baby would wake up just screaming, hysterical.
	We'd bring him out, and as soon as we brought him out, he would calm down and go to sleep.
	And it got to the point for about a month where we wound up having him sleep with us every night.
	We finally got a bed and switched rooms.
	We put him out in the front room in his crib and we slept in the bedroom.
	I guess it was about a month or so went by.
	One night I was sleeping and I started having this weird dream that turned really scary.
	Now as I was growing up there was a period where when I was a young kid I had scary dreams all the time and I guess out of necessity I taught myself to wake up when a dream got too scary.
	Now this happened to me.
	I woke up, I was laying face down on my water bed, and something had a hand in the middle of my back, and had a hand on the back of my head, and was shoving me down into the water, into the pillow.
	And I couldn't breathe.
	So I opened my mouth to talk, to call for help to my wife, and whatever was it bound my tongue, I couldn't talk.
	All that was coming out was a bunch of gibberish.
	So I was struggling back and forth, and whatever it was was incredibly strong, and shoving me down into this water bed.
	I figured, well, if I wiggle back and forth enough, I'll wake my wife up.
	Well, she woke up, and she says, my gosh, what's going on?
	And she flipped on the light.
	And as soon as she turned on the light, whatever it was, released me.
	And I looked up at her, and she looked at me, and she says, oh, my gosh, what happened?
	I feel this, it felt, she described that the room felt like it was just filled with hate.
	And I explained to her what had happened, and it was just, you know, I didn't sleep very much that night.
	You know, we... Oh, thanks a lot.
	I've got a waterbed.
	And up until now, I've loved it.
	Well, um, I can only imagine that.
	That was, uh, attempted murder.
	Well, let me finish the story and then it gets even creepier.
	I, uh, you know, we said a couple of quick prayers and the room still felt creepy.
	We didn't sleep much that night.
	Um, I was also working for my uncle.
	So the next day I told him what had happened and he kind of scoffed at it.
	He said, oh yeah, right.
	I've never had anyone else complain about living in that apartment.
	So I wonder what happened.
	And then he got kind of serious for a minute, and he goes, well, there's something I didn't want to tell you.
	He said, a year before you and your wife moved in, we had a couple that lived there, and the man was a drug dealer.
	And he wound up getting murdered in that room.
	Somebody came and busted in and shot him with a shotgun.
	And I said, and you're trying to tell me you don't believe what I'm telling you, that you think it's just a bunch of mumbo-jumbo.
	And he really didn't say much after that.
	And that's basically my story.
	Up until then, of course, I never believed in ghosts.
	And after that... That's enough for me, sir.
	I've been converted.
	I appreciate the call on the dark, rainy night.
	You bet.
	Take care.
	That was a tempted murder.
	That was a tempted murder.
	Can you imagine having that happen to you?
	A presence that you can't possibly fight, pressing you down into the bed, pressing your tongue so you cannot speak, your head, your back into the bed.
	No, thank you.
	Good morning.
	You're on Ghost to Ghost AM.
	I'm Art Bell.
	Where are you, please?
	I'm in Tampa, Florida.
	Tampa, Florida.
	Yeah.
	I'm listening to you on the net.
	Okay.
	My story goes back to when I joined the Navy.
	Well, I joined in 1980 as a nuclear power electrician and got assigned to the USS Enterprise in 1982.
	Oh, the Enterprise?
	Right.
	And the biggest nuclear power carrier in the world.
	She will not fit through the Panama Canal.
	She'll have to go all the way around.
	I believe that.
	I went through the Panama Canal myself on a large cruise liner.
	And as we went through, we scraped the sides of the ship, so it was that close.
	Well, it has to do with the ghosts that have been there for quite some time.
	They've been there for a very long time.
	The refit took three years before I even got to the ship.
	They took the superstructure off, put a new one on, and I was just getting to the boat as she came out of her refit.
	And so, these guys...
	You assigned watches, uh, we're telling me, uh, do you want a mid watch and five and six switch gear?
	And I said, I don't know.
	And I said, well, you know, there's a ghost.
	Well, I'm not a Navy guy.
	Five and six switch gear.
	What's that?
	Um, that's where the, um, uh, five and six switch gear is where the, uh, controls for the ship service term generators are for paralleling and taking up and down generators.
	Okay.
	Okay.
	And, um, So I didn't really much believe him and he gave me a mid-watch and I stood a mid-watch on five and six switch gear and heard somebody roaming around in the back room because what we had and what that one switch gear we had
	Our little office where we had our morning meetings and we had our, you know, gear pullers and our electrical equipment in there.
	And it sounded like someone opening and closing drawers and moving around.
	And I walk in there and there's only one way in and out, one door, and you can see it from the switchgear where you're at.
	And I open the door and there's nobody in there.
	And, you know, I thought, well maybe somebody's messing with me, but there was never anybody in that switchgear.
	Then I come to find out there was another ghost haunting number 2 and 3 switchgear.
	And by the way, if there's any listeners who were on the Enterprise who were in EE30, Electrical Engineering Group 30, they can verify this.
	And 2 and 3 switchgear, there was also a ghost.
	Now from what I was told, these guys who were haunting had been vaporized by opening disconnects when they were fully energized.
	And what that had done is it drew an arc and created a fireball and vaporized him and the switchgear around him.
	It just vaporized everything it touched.
	And so these people were instantly turned into gas.
	Yeah, cinder.
	Right.
	And the 1 and 2 and 3 switchgear was more prevalent.
	One guy told me, he says, yeah, you can't sleep in 2 and 3 switchgear because he'll keep you awake.
	This is very common, you know, when people die that way, completely, unexpectedly, instantly, tragically, that's when they seem to remain.
	And the thing was, he was like a guardian, you know what I mean?
	He was making sure that the guys didn't fall asleep on watch, because he'd do something to you.
	Now, I was just, you know, I was wondering about the 1, 2, and 3, because I hadn't ever seen it, so I decided to play a trick.
	And I decided to pretend I was nodding off.
	And it felt like someone grabbed the back of my head, my hair, and yanked my head and jerked it to wake me up.
	And I was like, man!
	And that just sends a shiver up your spine.
	I take it you stayed awake on Future Watch?
	Yes!
	It was really, really something.
	And you're telling me that anybody who was on the Enterprise EE30 that time could verify this?
	Oh, yes!
	Oh, yes.
	Guarantee it.
	Guarantee it.
	There's absolutely no doubt.
	In fact, one guy left his post screaming from two and three switchgears and said he'd never stand watch there again.
	Ever.
	And he never told anybody what happened.
	And he wasn't in Electrical Engineering Group 30.
	He was a conventional electrician.
	Sometimes, really good conventional electricians, they'd let stand watch on the switchgears.
	But, see, the thing was, There was the nuclear electricians and there was the EE30.
	What kind of voltage and current were running through those?
	450.
	450.
	Right.
	I can't remember the ratings of those generators.
	Tremendous, I'm sure.
	We had eight turbine generators in all and there were four There were four main machinery rooms and two reactors for each.
	So we had a total of eight reactors.
	And each reactor, I believe, was one megawatt each.
	So we were running about eight megawatts of power when we were turning and burning.
	I appreciate that.
	I'm sure you were glad to get off the Enterprise.
	Well, you know what?
	I never really had a problem with them.
	It didn't really scare me.
	Was there any doubt about the fact that you say you sort of pretended to be asleep?
	Yeah, I was trying to see if it was real.
	Do you think that it could have been your imagination?
	Oh, no.
	Oh, no.
	When someone comes up to you and grabs your hair and jerks your head, you know it.
	You're right.
	You know it.
	I mean, that's something.
	It happened to anybody who ever fell asleep in two and three switch gear.
	Boom.
	They get waking up instantly.
	You could never, never fall asleep on there.
	While you're on watch.
	Appreciate your call, sir.
	Yep.
	Thank you.
	Take care.
	He's right.
	There would be no mistaking somebody grabbing your hair and yanking your head upward there.
	First time caller on the line.
	You're on the air.
	Good morning.
	Good morning, Mr. Bell.
	How are you?
	I'm sorry?
	I said, how are you?
	Uh, pretty good, and yourself?
	Fine, where are you?
	I'm calling, uh, from Southern Indiana.
	Southern Indiana.
	Yes, sir.
	Uh, well, uh, I'd like to answer your questions first.
	Uh, you had a couple, like, uh, why do ghosts stay in one place?
	And, uh, uh, I think there was something brought up about, uh, uh, why does the temperature change when, uh, ghosts surround?
	Well, I think the last caller was a very good example of a ghost that remained, uh, exactly there.
	And if that one didn't do it for you, I've got one from San Antonio, Texas that'll curl your hair.
	That was, uh, that was, uh, fairly scary, but, uh, I wanted to explain to you why ghosts stay there, though.
	Now, uh, I was speaking from, uh, the philosophical point of, uh, ceremonial magician.
	I don't know if you know anything about, like, ceremonial magic, or, uh, Kabbalah, or, uh, ritual magic, or anything like that.
	I know a little bit about it.
	Uh, are you familiar with, uh, the philosophical elements, like earth, air, fire, and water?
	I am.
	Well, they have spirits associated with those.
	They're intelligences of sorts that are similar to animals as far as their intellectual level.
	But sometimes... See, elementals can feed off of emotional energy that people put out.
	That's right.
	And when people pass away, they'll leave their astral shell or astral body behind.
	And sometimes these elementals can take control of these astral shells.
	They'll present themselves as a ghost when, in fact, they're elementals, but they'll take on this form.
	Like, for example, a deceased father or a mother or something, and when this person feels an emotional attachment to this image they see, that elemental can draw energy from that individual.
	That's one reason why ghosts stare around like that.
	So, in other words, they They produce one of the greatest emotions a human can have, mortal fear, and then feed from it.
	Yeah, fear, love, any kind of emotion, anger, hate, anything.
	Elementals can feed from that.
	Not all elementals will do that, though.
	There has to be something that's learned from them, kind of trained.
	Like I said, they have the intelligence of animals.
	That also has to do with the temperature change in the room, because, for example, a water elemental could produce a cool temperature in a room.
	But why would a spirit be bound like the spirit on the Enterprise, or the spirits?
	To, in effect, stand guard.
	Now, I'm going to tell you a very quick story, very much like it.
	I think a lot of the audience may have heard this, or perhaps not, but it is a true story, believe it.
	In San Antonio, Texas, a school bus full of children stalled on a train track.
	The train hit it broadside, killed all the children, or the majority of the children on the bus.
	A horrible tragedy in the San Antonio area.
	And ever since, at that particular intersection, if a car stalls, In fact, people go and test it.
	They actually take their car and they drive onto these train tracks and stop and put the car in neutral and the car is always pushed or seemingly moves by itself off the tracks and onto the road on the other side into safety.
	Now, they have tested this.
	They have taken cars And put them on the tracks with talcum powder on the back of the car.
	Actually, I have heard of this, Mr. Bill.
	This true story.
	And when the car reaches the other side of the tracks, there are children's handprints to be found in the talcum powder.
	And this can be done repeatedly.
	It'll occur again and again and again.
	And the story from the Enterprise reminded me of that.
	See, something like that would...
	May work on the same lines that a talisman may work.
	Now, a talisman, I don't know if you're familiar with how talismans operate.
	When a talisman is created, it creates a vortex of energy that draws things to it.
	So, like, if you create a talisman to, say, bring money into your life, or love, or whatever else you make the talisman for, it creates a magnetic attraction to that.
	now it's curious that there are several people involved and uh... in the accident
	when quite a few people together and that's like a curse
	there's a great amount of fear for split after before their they're killed
	uh... that goes to their minds now this is this would be imprinted
	on the material that was around them at the time so that that
	could work very similar to create a imprint on the material
	Like, for example, the land around it, the specific area where the accident happened, the railroad tracks.
	Yes.
	As a matter of fact, iron is a very good conductor for etheric energies like that.
	Let me tell you a little story, because we're out of time, but you mentioned it.
	Scientists are now believing that material things, wood, glass, crystal, In fact, most material objects carry memories.
	And scientists are actually getting to the point where they can extract these memories.
	Kind of like a video show.
	Kind of like the... if that motel bed could tell a story.
	But I'm very serious about that.
	Material things that soon may be able to relate what has happened around them.
	Here we go, and I think we're going down to San Diego, California.
	And we're going to hear from a police officer named Steve.
	Steve, are you there?
	Yes, sir, I am.
	It's a dark and stormy night.
	Yes, the bad weather, the eerie weather is sweeping up through your state toward us very quickly indeed.
	Steve, you are a member of San Diego PD?
	Yes, I am.
	Twelve years.
	Twelve years?
	Yeah.
	How long ago did this occur?
	This actually happened about 12 years ago.
	I was just out of the academy and I was assigned to a field training officer and we go through a couple of phases of that.
	I was working in the southeast area of San Diego, which at that time was a pretty high activity area, a lot of crime.
	The guy I got assigned with had been on almost 30 years and was pretty much the classic grizzled And beaten veteran.
	So kind of like the rookie in the old war.
	Yeah, basically the new blood and the crusty old guy.
	And we were driving down one of the boulevards down about three in the morning.
	And as we approached the intersection in a residential area, we saw a male standing on the corner.
	And as we passed him, he appeared to be bleeding profusely from the head and from the face.
	And this looked like he'd just been stabbed several times.
	And as we passed by, we both looked at each other and said, Hey, did you see that?
	And I said, yeah.
	And I was driving at the time.
	I flipped the car around real quick and drove back and we both got out of the car and we couldn't find him.
	He was gone.
	And this happened over a period of probably maybe three to five seconds in the time it took me to Put on the brakes and spin the car around and drive back.
	And he was gone that fast?
	He was gone that fast.
	And we got out of the car, and we checked up and down the street, and there was no blood trails.
	There was absolutely nothing that ever indicated he was there.
	And we got back in the car, and we sat there quietly for a moment.
	And we looked at each other, and we asked each other again.
	We said, hey, did you see this guy?
	I mean, he had to have been there, right?
	And we both confirmed, and we both saw him.
	You pretty much decided not to tell anybody after that, but yeah, yeah, I was pretty convinced that that's what we saw.
	We were thinking maybe it was a recent murder victim or something that may have again been restless or something.
	Did you write a report up?
	Oh, no, no.
	No, we just talked about it with each other, and yeah, I don't think we let it go out of the car at that time.
	From that point on, it really was something that I thought about occasionally and convinced me that certainly there's something out there that we're just not aware of.
	Boy, do I appreciate the stories, Steve.
	You betcha.
	Thank you, my friend.
	Thank you, sir.
	Good night.
	Take care.
	San Diego Police Officer.
	Convinced me there's something out there.
	That's right.
	There is something out there.
	Something we don't understand, we may never understand, but you can be sure it's out there.
	As I keep saying, there are probably as many stories out there as there are all of you.
	And you don't really get them until you invite them, and you've got to invite them in a certain way.
	You can't invite them and ridicule them.
	You can only invite people to share Once they become aware that others have seen some of the same things that they have seen.
	And then the outpouring is hard to stop.
	First time caller on the line, you're on the air.
	Hi.
	Hi, this is Mike from Sacramento.
	Hello, Mike.
	How are you?
	My story starts, I'm a stuck man.
	I do a lot of traveling around the country and I was in Coral Gable, Florida.
	And there's a big hotel there called the Coral Gable that used to be Al Capone's hangout.
	And so I went down to do a film with a couple of buddies of mine, and as I walked into the hotel, this huge palatial hotel that, you know, like a huge mansion.
	Was it a movie I would remember?
	Bad Boys.
	Bad Boys.
	With Will Smith.
	I think I do recall that, yes.
	Yeah.
	I've been to a lot of films.
	And I've come across a lot of ghosts, too, but this one was the scariest one that ever happened to me.
	And so I walked through the door and it was my friend Richard, and I turned to him and I said, this place is haunted, man.
	This place is haunted.
	He said, did you feel that when you walked through the door?
	It was like a cold wind.
	Now, this place is huge.
	It's not little, it's massive.
	And so, well, we got to find our room, and I was the only stuntman that was on the fifth floor.
	And so I went to bed early because I had an early call that morning.
	And so around 1130, I hear a knock at my door.
	I get up, look out, and there's nobody there.
	And I go, oh, well, my guy just turned the choke on me, right?
	So I lay back down.
	Start to go to sleep, and I start to feel my covers being pulled off me.
	And I look down, and I thought someone had knocked in, right?
	So, okay, whatever.
	Knock on the door again.
	Go to the door, and nobody's there.
	Now I'm getting kind of irritated, and I'm hearing like a party going on down the hallway, and it's like noise.
	I'm trying to get to sleep.
	I got a 430 call.
	I'm getting real agitated.
	So I lay back down again, cover myself up, the covers start pulling off me again.
	I said, someone's short sheeting me or something here, right?
	Right.
	I get up.
	Door knocks again.
	Open up.
	And there's a guy at the end of the hallway wearing a tuxedo and a red carnation with his hair slicked back.
	It looked kind of odd because it looked like a period, like a period suit.
	Yes.
	In the 1920 period.
	Yes, sir.
	And I looked at the guy and said, hey, bud, you know, I'm trying to get some sleep.
	I've got to go to work tomorrow.
	Could you just knock it off?
	It's not funny.
	And he kind of laughed and turned and walked down the hallway.
	So I shut my door and all night long, party at party, I called downstairs and I said, look, you know what?
	I'm going to have to change rooms.
	This floor is way too noisy.
	And she says, uh, you're on the fifth floor.
	I went, yeah.
	I said, okay.
	So I hang up, go to sleep, and I didn't sleep much that night, and I get up the next morning, and I go down to the lobby, and there's a historical society booth right there.
	Yes.
	And I said, uh, excuse me, I said, is this place haunted?
	And she started laughing.
	She says, oh, this is one of the most haunted places in North America.
	I'm going, oh, thanks.
	I said, she says, you weren't staying on the fifth floor, were you?
	I said, yes.
	She said, well, that was where the morgue used to be during World War II.
	It was converted into a hospital, and that was the morgue.
	Oh, my.
	And I went, well, great.
	So immediately I went to the front desk and said, I'd like to be moved up to the fifth floor.
	That's what I would have done.
	And even talking about it gives me heebie-jeebies.
	Can I tell one more quick, quick story?
	Very quickly, yes.
	Okay, I was at Rosemary Clooney's house, and the house used to belong to Russ Colombo.
	And Russ Colombo was the crooner during the, like, the 20s.
	He was kind of the predecessor of Bing Crosby.
	Yes, sir.
	And so, I went into their bathroom.
	I didn't know their house was haunted at the time.
	I went into their bathroom, and I started to go into the bathroom, and some guy behind me goes, hey buddy, what do you think you're doing?
	And I jumped, literally, out of the bathroom, zipping myself up and running into the front room, going, oh my god, there's a guy in the bathroom.
	You're probably not needing the bathroom.
	No, no, no, that was like, I was like, hey, I don't, my friend, uh, Miguel, who's Rosemary's son, uh, very laughable, that was Russ Colombo.
	He goes, uh, he's always playing tricks on us.
	He's been dead.
	He got shot in the head here.
	So, uh, you... Wow.
	Oh, my.
	Shot in the head.
	Yeah, you got hit by an accident.
	It was one of those, uh, fake cannons that, you know, you, like, you buy through mail order or whatever, and someone had put a BB in it, or a marble inside it, and when it was set off, it ricocheted around the room and hit him in the head.
	All right.
	I appreciate the call, sir.
	Thank you.
	Take care.
	Wildcard Line, you're on the air.
	Good morning.
	Good morning, Norm.
	Hi, there.
	Where are you?
	Uh, Houston, Texas.
	Houston, all right.
	You're going to have to yell at us a little.
	You're not too loud.
	Oh, okay.
	Well, my name is Mary.
	I'm originally from Houston, but I lived in Georgia, a small town in Georgia, just outside of Atlanta called Covington, Georgia.
	A very historical little town.
	Beautiful area.
	Old southern mansion-type homes.
	Oh, beautiful.
	Yeah.
	Well, I lived behind the mansion in a garage apartment overlooking the cemetery on Elm Street.
	And when we moved into the apartment, my brother-in-law was kidding me about it, saying I would never be alone.
	Okay?
	Yeah.
	Well, I figured, you know, it's because of the cemetery.
	Well, one night, my husband, he worked out of town, and he would only come in on the weekends, so I was there by myself all the time, which is kind of spooky anyway.
	But I'm not, you know, prone to, uh, let my imagination run wild with me.
	Well, early in 1975, I was at the house, the apartment all by myself. I'm shaking just thinking
	about it.
	And I had the TV on and it started acting funny and was picking up
	Houston, Texas. You know, ads. Really? Right. Okay, the apartment, I could not get it to stay warm.
	And I was just restless that night and just wandering back and forth between
	the bedroom and the living room.
	And at the top of the landing, it was 13 steps down to the front door.
	And it had a little window.
	Okay, in this little window, I saw, like, a face.
	Okay?
	And I kept hearing this humming.
	I kept turning off the TV and everything, and listening, and I heard this humming.
	Now, it wasn't like a...
	Like a heater humming, you know, the air or anything like that.
	It was actually very cold.
	So I was nervous.
	I stayed up all night.
	I could not sleep.
	I kept hearing this humming, but it wasn't like a mechanical humming or anything like that or electronic.
	It was like a voice humming.
	Okay, so being I was up all night and everything, I decided the next morning I would take a walk.
	So I walked out there and I was looking at all the old Confederate Oh, yes.
	And when I came back over to the apartment, there's one little sectioned area there with wrought iron and everything, and it had about six tombstones in it, so I walked around it and I'm looking.
	This was so freaky.
	There was a young lady whose tombstone was there.
	She died back in, I believe it was 1873.
	Her name was Mary Robbins.
	She died when she was 16 years old.
	My maiden name was Robin.
	Oh.
	Needless to say, we moved.
	You got out of there?
	Yeah, it was just too strange.
	Too frightening.
	I must say, um, graveyards are very strange places.
	I mean, they really are very strange places.
	Well, they are quiet neighbors, but that night... Quiet neighbors?
	No, you can feel them.
	Thank you very much.
	I've got a little story for you.
	My wife and I love Paris, France.
	You know, City of Lights.
	We go back there and we'll go back again.
	Paris is a magical town.
	Whatever you may say about the French, and there's a lot you can say about the French.
	Paris itself is just...
	There's no city like Paris.
	Very romantic town.
	In our last visit to Paris, we decided to travel about, oh I don't know, 20 miles outside the center of the city and visit the burial place of Jim Morrison.
	It was a very, very, very large cemetery and we I had a very difficult time finding the burial place of Jim Morrison.
	And I finally got sick of looking, and there were tombs everywhere, and they were truly ancient.
	Back in the 1800s, late 1700s, it was creepy.
	I mean, they were all around you.
	You were literally in a field of graves, many of them decrepit, many of them The inscription's very difficult to read, and I finally got sick of looking, so I said, I'm just gonna sit here and wait.
	And Ramona would hike up the hill and look for Jim Morrison's resting place.
	But just sitting there, by myself, in the middle of all these very old stone graves, I don't want to tell you because I would be lying that I could feel a presence.
	Because I didn't.
	I felt a kind of universal presence.
	A kind of reverence that I can't quite explain for a place where many, many lives came to rest.
	So, no ghost story there, just a very eerie feeling.
	We did, uh, incidentally find, uh, the resting place of Jim Morrison.
	Ultimately.
	But sitting there by myself, with all of these crypts, many of them crypts, around me.
	Very odd feeling.
	East of the Rockies, you're on the air, good morning.
	Well, hello!
	Good morning, Art.
	How are you?
	I'm okay.
	You're going to have to kind of yell at us a little here.
	This is Dave from Northern New Jersey.
	Yes, sir.
	About 40 miles west of New York City.
	Okay.
	A lot of people out here love you.
	Thank you.
	And we're tired of the Art Bell bashing from the local affiliate.
	Oh, you refer not to the local affiliate, but to Curtis Sliva.
	Correct.
	And his Little Angels, his band of angels.
	They're supposedly coming out here to Talked to me?
	He talked about it for the whole past week and a half.
	Yeah, that's what I've heard.
	In any event, he ruined my NFL Sunday and they'll be held at bay, I'll tell you that right now.
	Anyway, do you have a story?
	I've got a wonderful one.
	Alright.
	It's a little bit long, I'll try to condense it for you.
	I got my parents a puppy back in 1980.
	My dad had recently lost his hearing.
	I had read that it was very cathartic to healing, to get an animal.
	For a person that went through traumatic loss of the sense.
	It absolutely is.
	It lowers blood pressure.
	Right.
	Scientifically proven again and again.
	Listen, it's going to take obviously a moment for this story to unwind, so let me go ahead and do the break and come back and we'll get it full on, alright?
	Okay.
	Okay, stay right there.
	Yes.
	Yes, if Curtis and his little band of so-called angels come out and screw with my NFL Sunday, they're going to be haunting the halls of W.A.B.C.
	You hear me, Curtis?
	From the high desert, I'm Art Bell.
	This is Ghost to Ghost AM.
	Back now, I think to New Jersey, right?
	With Dave, right.
	Right, Dave.
	Okay, now go right ahead.
	Okay, I got the puppy from my dad back in 1980.
	It was a highly evolved little animal, a Cairn Terrier, kind of like Toto.
	There are some dogs and cats that are more evolved than others.
	Yeah, she was definitely a unique animal.
	And even though I didn't live with my mom and dad, she was my dog, which is kind of weird.
	No, not really.
	It happens.
	In October of 1991, she developed a lump on her back that got bigger and bigger and bigger.
	We took her to the vet.
	Turned out she had an inoperable type of cancer called fibrosis sarcoma with a 1-3% cure rate, which is like a death sentence.
	So I didn't want to accept that.
	And I must have taken her to eight or nine vets throughout the state of New Jersey.
	And my friends thought I was crazy.
	You know, getting obsessed, being obsessed, whatever.
	No, I understand.
	Anyway, to make a long story short, I finally got networked in with a veterinary oncologist down in Red Bank, Central Jersey.
	And he was affiliated with the University of Pennsylvania Veterinary College, a teaching college.
	And he had just heard of a new interferon-based drug.
	It had been approved by the Department of Agriculture, which is the government arm for drugs for animals, as the FDA is for people.
	Sure.
	And he gave her the treatments, and she was cancer-free within three months.
	The tumor receded.
	It receded, and it just kind of popped off, and it was like a kind of bowl of jelly on her back, and they operated, and it was gone, and there was no trace.
	Wow.
	And she made the front page of the Asbury Park Press, which is the Yes, sir.
	So it extended her life about two and a half years approximately, and we had to make the decision to get her euthanized, even though we didn't want to.
	got cancer back again in August of 1993.
	Yes, sir.
	So it extended her life about two and a half years approximately.
	And we had to make the decision to get her euthanized, even though we didn't want to.
	It was for her best interest.
	And it's tough when you lose something you love.
	And I felt very, very close to her.
	It's very hard.
	And I prayed.
	And I prayed.
	And I stood at my mom and dad's bed 80 miles south of where I live.
	And I asked God if God would please give me a sign to let me know that she was okay.
	Now I just have to interject one thing in here.
	When she was a younger dog and healthy, because she was a little dog, I used to have this little game with her where I'd pick her up, kind of rock her back and forth and gently like throw her on the bed.
	Sure.
	And she would land with like a boom, you know, passing on the bed, wagging her tail and waiting for me to pick her up to do it again.
	Right.
	So I get back home the following morning after we had her euthanized, got back to my apartment in the middle of a beautiful August day, and I'm sitting on my bed.
	And I think this happened during the day purposely so it wouldn't frighten me.
	And if somebody had told me this, Art, I would have a very tough time believing it if it didn't happen to me.
	Sitting on my bed, all of a sudden, I hear a thump to my left, and I instantly turn, and as God is my witness, there are four indentations of paw prints on my bed, right into the mattress.
	It was not of this earth.
	And at that point, I've got to chill, and I'm getting a chill right now.
	It made me believe that there really is something after, in respect to the fact that this happened, because I prayed for it, and I felt incredibly lucky that God heard me, and God answered me.
	I believe every word of it, every single word of it.
	And it was the most incredible thing that ever happened to me in my life, you know, to this day.
	I really appreciate your telling the story, and I thank you, sir.
	Thank you, Art.
	I had a cat.
	You know, I'm a big cat person.
	And I had a cat named Yesu.
	I named him Yesu after the Yesu Radio Company.
	They make ham here, you know, so I thought it was cute to name a cat Yesu.
	And Yesu was 20 pounds plus.
	Yesu was a big black cat.
	And Yesu was an outside cat.
	I now don't let cats outside, but Yesu was an outside cat.
	He was a... He was a macho... S.O.B.
	I'll tell you.
	I got into... There were a couple times I actually got into fights with Yesu, but most times we loved each other.
	And, uh... Somebody shot Yesu.
	And I didn't realize it.
	And I... but I did realize that my cat was extremely ill, possibly dying, and uh...
	Unfortunately, the bullet hole, um, was not visible.
	Somehow the bullet had gone in and exited and gone right through Yesu's body and wasn't visible.
	You know, the fur, I guess the blood clotted, I don't know, the fur covered it.
	I had no idea this cat had been shot.
	Yesu, to make a long story short, died in my arms.
	That's something I will never forget, just died in my arms.
	Where are you please?
	I am in beautiful downtown Monticello, Minnesota.
	Yes, sir.
	Just north of the Twin Cities, I'm listening to you on KSTP AM 1500.
	I suspect KSTP goes all the way to the North Pole.
	Yeah, I'm pretty sure it does.
	I, um, with a partner, do a lot of work with ghosts in the Twin City area, and we've had several.
	You mean you do this professionally?
	I would say semi-professionally, because it's not confident enough to be professional by any means.
	uh... you know if occasional one on every month or two you get the
	but uh... help me but uh...
	we did have a uh... very interesting encounter about a year and a half ago uh... it was my my brush with
	fame and uh...
	the most famous person i can say that i've had a long conversation with would
	in fact be the late great john dillinger I beg your pardon?
	That would, in fact, be John Dillinger, Public Enemy No.
	1.
	You spoke with John Dillinger?
	Or an entity claiming to be such.
	Please explain this, Mr. Sanders.
	Okay, let me go back a little bit.
	As with the work I do, I don't like to use the term seance.
	It's a very superstitious term, has a lot of negative connotations.
	Yes.
	I prefer the more enlightened term of Circular Gathering for Communication with the Mortality Impaired.
	Well, let me get that straight.
	Circular Gathering for Communication with the Mortality Impaired?
	That is it.
	I've got to remember that one.
	All right.
	But we decided about a year and a half ago to, a group of us have a strong interest in 1930s gangsters.
	And so we decided to have one of these circular gatherings to talk to Mr. Dillinger on the anniversary of his death, which was July 22nd.
	And for the first half of the evening, we invite whatever entities want to come to us.
	It's kind of a warm-up.
	And we spoke to several different entities during that time period.
	Aren't you afraid to do that?
	Aren't you afraid to open a door, a door which you have no idea Well, we take precautions.
	We do a lot of work to protect ourselves.
	We call on higher powers and whatever your faith system, be that God, angels.
	We do call on their assistance.
	We're not going to be foolish about this.
	I have a healthy respect for these things.
	And being interested in documenting this occurrence, We did have tape recorders on hand, and sometimes you can get something known as electronic voice phenomena, which is basically recordings of ghost voices.
	You bet.
	And, you know, that was the ultimate hope, at least just to kind of document what happened that night.
	The first half of the evening, we spoke to several different entities, and we did have the recorder in operation, and we played back that first half of the tape, and we don't get any E.V.P.
	But we do get at least the room noise and the human side of the conversation.
	Take a short break, and after that short break we call on Mr. Dillinger.
	And about five, ten seconds after we begin our work, something enters the room claiming to be John Dillinger.
	We speak to him for about a half hour, 45 minutes.
	Now, when you say you speak to him, via Ouija board?
	No, no.
	You mean aloud?
	Aloud, and we get basically psychic impressions back.
	Ouija boards, I kind of have a very strong feeling about Ouija boards.
	So do I.
	They can be a useful tool, but it's a little bit spiritually like opening your door and inviting the first person that passes by on the street to come in.
	You just don't know what you're going to get.
	So we're speaking to this entity, and it answered a lot of questions.
	We know a little bit about Dillinger and had some specific questions, like the fate of some of his gang members.
	At the end of the evening, we play that tape back, and about five to ten seconds after we begin the work, the tape goes completely blank.
	Not even the human side of the conversation, yet most of the people at the table could see that the tape recorder was in operation.
	Okay.
	I'm curious, with all the work you did, You must have some recordings, some interesting recordings.
	Have you kept them?
	You know, I've kept them.
	I have yet to come up for any of our works where we contact anything or cleanse a house.
	We have yet to come up with any decent EVPs, although I have not had really good recording equipment there.
	It's usually pocket recorders.
	What was it that Dillinger said to you?
	Well, we had quite a few questions for him.
	One of the more interesting things was one of his gang members, Red Hamilton, was supposedly shot in the back in a chase from Hastings, Minnesota to St.
	Paul, Minnesota, and died several days thereafter.
	There had been rumors that Red Hamilton, indeed, did not get killed and made it out alive and hid undercover, much like the rumors about Butch Cassidy.
	But we asked John Dillinger about that, and he said, well, yeah, of course, Red got it out.
	He was fine.
	He lived to a ripe old age.
	What was interesting about that is three or four people at the table did get the distinct impression that at that point we were definitely being lied to.
	And some of them even went so far as to suspect that maybe John Dillinger killed the guys to speed the death along so he could run further faster.
	Well, what would you expect from John Dillinger?
	Yeah, I mean, he's got a reputation as a cold-blooded guy, and then there were some apologists recently saying, although he wasn't so bad, that maybe he was.
	Maybe he was.
	I sure appreciate the story, sir.
	Okay.
	Thank you, and take care.
	Hello, Art.
	Having just heard the story from your fellow townsperson, or Perumbian if you will, I thought I would multiply the impact of that story.
	About 15 years ago, while sleeping in my upstate New York, very old residence, I was aroused by the growling of my husky shepherd, but I could not awaken.
	I was paralyzed, unable to move or speak.
	The absolute sensation of a person kneeling on my chest and restraining me delivered one of the most solid moments of panic I've ever known.
	I was, I assure you, totally conscious, but powerless to move my limbs or cry out, as the weight of this apparition, apparition rather, seemed to increase.
	The entire time my dog kept barking and growling.
	I concentrated on the sound of his voice until I was suddenly able to sit up and force the intruder off my chest.
	Within a heartbeat to my utter amazement, the curtains of my room were shoved aside.
	Even though the window was closed, my dog confirmed what I had seen by leaping to the window and continuing the barking and growling.
	It took a full 30 minutes before my dog would come and sit with me on the bed.
	And there was no more sleep to be had that night, and I stayed with friends for a few nights following that incident.
	Yeah, I really love hearing stories about Pahrump.
	Western Rockies, you're on the air.
	Hello.
	Yes, Art.
	Hi.
	Hi.
	Some Friday stories tonight, and by the way, my name is Dan.
	I'm calling from Woodland Hills, California?
	Yes, sir.
	I've got another terrifying story to share with you.
	Yeah, it actually happened to my father back in 1961 down in Gainesville, California.
	Like I said, it is rather terrifying.
	He was coming home late one night from work, and the house he was living in had partially burned down, so he was back in an add-on home in the back.
	He was getting ready for bed, and like I said, this is 61, and there were some of those rather kind of deco lamps hanging up in there that had the strings that you pull to turn them on.
	Oh, yes.
	You might remember.
	Sure, I do.
	But anyway, he had just gotten ready for bed and turned the lights off, and the lights were controlled from a switch on the wall.
	Right.
	And so he didn't turn them off from the pole, he just did them from the switch.
	Well, he laid down to go to bed, and The room was completely sealed and the mattress he was laying on was rather low to the floor, didn't have one of those box springs.
	Right.
	Well, he laid there just for about a minute or two, trying to get to sleep, and as I said, the whole room was sealed shut.
	He started to notice and actually hear these strings for the lights jingling, just jing, jing, jing, jing.
	And he started getting, you know, wondering what that was.
	And he was just looking straight up at the rafters on the ceiling.
	And at that moment, he, uh, it still frightens me today to talk about this.
	He heard a, um, actually just didn't hear, but he felt a moan and a breath blow into his ear like a, like this.
	Oh boy.
	And, uh, um, it's the kind of stuff that you hear about, but, uh, I thought it was a very serious man and he's never had experiences like this before.
	Um, it really affected me.
	So, He was laying there, and of course, as I've been hearing this evening, he was just completely petrified.
	But he heard this, the thing still rattling, as if there was some kind of motion in the room, and the thing did it again, mowed into his ear louder and longer.
	Well, you go into a kind of a state of shock, is what happens.
	I guess it is.
	I guess the system goes into a complete shock.
	But he definitely had a sense.
	This happened a third time, and this happened over, probably, He definitely had a sense beyond the shock that he had to move.
	He was in utter danger for whatever reason.
	I don't know if it was possession or what.
	He was overcome even over that with a sense to get out of there.
	He summoned every ounce of courage he had.
	He jumped out of bed, ran across the room, flipped the light switch on, looked back, and of course, there was nothing there.
	But the things were still moving up there.
	I'll needless to say, he got out of there and never slept in that room again.
	I wouldn't swear.
	But it affected me so much that I actually cover my ears when I sleep at night because of that story.
	For me, it's closets.
	I never go to sleep with an open closet.
	There are things in closets.
	You always close closets before you go to sleep, if you're smart.
	If you don't want things coming out of them, you close them.
	Amen.
	Thank you for the call, sir.
	Alright, we're gonna break here at the top of the hour.
	There is more.
	If you can handle it.
	If your heart can handle it.
	There is more.
	This is what we call Ghost to Ghost AM, and I do it when I get in the mood, and this is one of those nights.
	It's dark, it's kind of windy, and a little bit of rain in the air in the desert.
	Kind of eerie.
	It's a good night for this.
	I'm Art Bell and this is Ghost to Ghost AM.
	Here we go again.
	First time caller line, you're on the air.
	Good morning.
	Good morning, Art.
	How are you and where are you?
	I'm fine.
	I'm Derek.
	I'm calling from Metairie, Louisiana, which is right next door to New Orleans.
	Which is also the home of Anne Rice.
	Yeah, that's right.
	She gets lots of attention around here.
	We've got a nice spooky night down here, too.
	It's extremely foggy right now.
	Well, look, you live in an area Fog or not.
	That's right.
	It feels like you're swimming, no matter what time.
	But anyway, about ten years ago, around 1988, me and my girlfriend, and my girlfriend's friend, ex-girlfriend, these are all ex, but me and my ex-girlfriend, my ex-girlfriend's friend, my ex-girlfriend's younger sister, and my ex-girlfriend's younger sister's friend were all together one night, it was a Friday night, and we were looking for something to do.
	Let's try a Ouija board.
	What's that?
	And I really wish that I would have known what your earlier caller said about you never know what you're going to get into, because we really didn't.
	And I, being scientifically minded, decided to do it in a way that couldn't be faked.
	I just wanted to make sure that all bases were covered and that whatever happened would really happen.
	Yes, I have a lot of respect for Ouija boards.
	Thank you.
	Turn off all the lights.
	We lit a few candles.
	And I had my girlfriend and her friend sit across from each other with a Ouija board on their lap.
	And the other two youngsters were just on the side watching.
	This was great Friday night entertainment.
	So I just started asking questions.
	And I said, you know, the two girls, my girlfriend and her friend, had their hands on a little pointer thing.
	And I said, I want you two to look eye to eye the whole time.
	Because I wanted to make sure that they wouldn't be able to see what was going on on the board.
	So I was asking questions, very general questions, like, you know, is there anybody out there?
	You know, stuff like that.
	And I'd move the thing around and I'd go, you know, close to yes, stuff like that.
	And I was like, okay, well, let's narrow it down a little bit more.
	Are you a boy or a girl?
	And it did fool around the board and eventually we ended up getting some sort of man.
	I couldn't tell you the history of this man, but it started to feel a little bit eerie.
	It started to feel like the board was not joking around.
	It was starting to talk to us.
	Right.
	Needless to say, we were all feeling a little tense to begin with.
	I started asking questions like, are you a good man?
	I'd go to no, of course.
	I'd say, you're a bad man.
	Then I'd go to yes.
	The people who are moving the board are not looking at the board, and I was asking the questions and I was reading the answers.
	So the younger girls are starting to freak.
	I'm starting to freak, so I say, well, it's about time that I ask a question that's going to call his bluff, that's going to prove that this really isn't happening.
	So I said, well, how many people are in this room right now?
	And he went to six.
	And at first I was like, oh, you see, I told you.
	But then it hit me that there were five of us in the room, and he was the extra one.
	It was six, and we just freaked.
	Yes, of course.
	The young girls bust out into tears.
	We felt a presence in the room, scared to live and deal with each other.
	It was unbelievable.
	All I can tell you is my experience with the Ouija board was similar.
	And I won't get within a thousand miles of one.
	I'll never touch one again.
	You know, and the weekend after that, we were like, you know, y'all want to do it, y'all want to do it, but no thanks.
	No thanks.
	Really, to this day, ten years later, I still remember it and I still tell this story.
	And I believe every word of it.
	Thank you very much for it.
	Look, I won't even talk about it, but I'll tell you that you be wary.
	Don't think it's fun.
	Ouija boards are Invitations to... It's like a... I guess it's like getting on the radio and inviting everybody in the audience over to your house.
	You know, you have no idea who's going to come through the door.
	Wild Card Line, you're on the air.
	Hi.
	How are you doing this morning, Art?
	Well, I'm okay, I guess.
	I'm getting a little freaked out at my own program, like usual, but I'm alright.
	You know, it just goes with the territory.
	Yeah.
	Now, this is from an earlier caller.
	He was on the Enterprise back in 1982.
	That's correct.
	I was on the Enterprise in 1984.
	Oh, really?
	I can verify what he was saying.
	I was in a different department, but I can definitely verify what he was saying.
	Really?
	Yeah.
	Mine is from the same time frame, 84 to 88.
	I was in a squadron, one of the six plane squadrons that was on board.
	To do some temporary duty on the USS Independence.
	And so a few of us went over there with it.
	I'm one of the cooks out of that squadron.
	So, yeah, I'll go with the guys, no problem.
	Right.
	And we were told that, you know, some strange things happened on board that ship.
	And I'm going, okay, yeah, whatever.
	Well, I'm in one of the voids.
	It's a room that's just used for whatever.
	And this one just so happened to be for a lot of our dry storage for the galleys.
	And me and this one guy from this normal ship's company were sitting there talking and going
	over inventory and he goes, hey you want to hear something really freaky?
	I said okay.
	I said first of all you have to turn down the radio.
	Well there was no stereo in the room.
	Okay there's a bunch of music.
	He goes well that's part of it.
	I said okay.
	And he goes you just stick around here for a little while.
	You're going to see something really strange.
	Now you know there's boxes all over the place with cans of dried goods or fruits and stuff
	like that.
	You're talking around 25 to 30 pounds each box.
	And all of a sudden at the complete other end the boxes are just starting to fly.
	Like something is just going right through them.
	And I'm the one that's facing it and the guy's looking the other way.
	We're standing right there by the hatch.
	And he just sees this look on my face and he grabs me and he pulls me right through
	the hatch and he slams it shut and it sounds like something just ran right into the hatch.
	And I'm going what in the hell was that?
	He goes, oh, that's just the beginning.
	You don't know about this yet.
	And there was nobody else in there but us two.
	And we had already looked everywhere.
	We were going through making our inventory.
	He goes, come on, I'm going to show you something else.
	So we go into this other void that's completely empty, except over on one of the bulkheads, one of the walls, there was a former hatch there, but it was all bolted down.
	Right.
	I'm going, okay, so this is...
	You know, nothing new.
	I used to play poker in some of these rooms and stuff like that on the Enterprise.
	And he goes, oh, no, just sit here and listen.
	So we're sitting there just shooting the breeze for a little bit, and all of a sudden I hear a whole bunch of banging and a whole bunch of yelling.
	And it was kind of muffled.
	It sounded like it was coming from the other side of the wall.
	And I'm going, OK, so what's going on?
	And it was getting louder and louder and louder.
	And the more that you listen to it, the more you can hear, help us, help us, don't let us drown, just, you know, help us, all this.
	I'm going, what is going on here?
	He goes, come on, we're going to go explain it to you.
	So I'm sitting there with a whole bunch of these other guys.
	You're telling me this is a bolted hatch?
	Bolted hatch.
	What had happened was a torpedo hit, perfect, right into one of the old tanks where they used to hold the jet fuel.
	And there were a whole bunch of guys down there at that time scrubbing it out because it had been contaminated with something.
	They had to completely empty it, scrub it down, dry it, and then refill it with jet fuel.
	No problem.
	Well, while these guys were down in it, I believe it was during World War II, a direct torpedo hit right into that tank.
	It was already empty, so it didn't completely blow up.
	But all these guys drowned in there.
	They had to close all the hatches that led to it.
	So that was called watertight integrity.
	This way the water wouldn't spread out throughout the ship.
	Right.
	All right.
	But all these men drowned in there.
	And that's what you were hearing?
	Oh, yeah.
	That's what we were hearing.
	I don't know if I could stay on board a ship like that.
	Well, there's a lot more.
	Now, this is all on the Independence.
	Go up there to the bridge to go visit a couple of friends of mine that I knew from high school that I knew were there.
	And I was telling them about these two experiences and they said, oh, that's nothing.
	Oh, there's more.
	And just as I said that, all the instruments were blinking.
	The standard compass that we have, a humongous compass, at least three feet in circumference.
	Yes, sir.
	Was just spinning.
	It was just going like... It was hooked up to a mechanism to where it was just going to start spinning.
	I hear you.
	Well, electromagnetic disturbance around things like this is fairly common.
	Yeah, it was just...
	I mean, to this day I'll never forget it, especially hearing the screams that were on the other side of that bulkhead where those guys were that had drowned.
	And then seeing all those boxes fly around, 25 to 30 pounds each.
	I would not handle that well.
	I appreciate the call.
	I appreciate the story, thank you.
	I wouldn't handle that one well at all.
	Not well at all.
	You know, the implication of that is And I'm still trying to figure this out as we handle these kinds of stories.
	What is that?
	Certainly it cannot be the lingering souls of men who died such a horrible death.
	Can it?
	Reliving that again and again?
	With some kind of hellish consciousness?
	No, I wouldn't handle that well at all.
	Good morning.
	You're on the air on Ghost to Ghost AM, if you will.
	I'm Art Bell.
	Where are you, please?
	Hello.
	Hello.
	Hi.
	My name's Denise.
	I'm calling from Sacramento, California.
	Hi, Denise.
	And the story I have for you, by the way, I've really been enjoying the ghost stories.
	Well, enjoying is a word, I guess.
	I'm not sure if it's a proper one for some of what we've heard.
	Not some of them, perhaps.
	So anyway, my story is, my mother, she drove down to Lodi, California yesterday.
	Both of my grandparents are buried there.
	And she went down to see her uncle, my grandmother's brother, with her brother, my uncle.
	And they usually stop by the cemetery to see my grandparents.
	She is not a believer in ghosts.
	But, uh, I think, I don't know, she might have changed her mind after yesterday.
	She went by the gravesite, and she usually goes by to, um, do a little visiting, and she was knelt down, had been, she was saying some prayers, she says to herself.
	Right.
	She says, just all of a sudden, there was this film in front of her.
	It was just like a film.
	And she said it wasn't there that long.
	And she said, then pretty soon, it was just gone.
	And she said it was strange.
	And I said, you don't believe in ghosts, huh?
	She's not a believer, but I am.
	And there are a couple other odd things that have happened with that particular... Well, I'm a believer.
	I don't know... I don't know exactly what ghosts are.
	Oh, I don't either.
	But they are something, and I'll tell you what I want to believe.
	Thank you.
	I want to believe that they are the echo, the remnant of what once was, not the remaining consciousness of what is.
	Because to believe that, as that man said in that terrifying story, That those men eternally remain reliving that horrible death again and again.
	That drowning.
	That's too much.
	I don't want to believe that.
	I would rather, I'd much rather believe that like an endless tape loop, it's some sort of what a weak echo of what was.
	But I can't be sure of that.
	Can you?
	East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
	Hi.
	Good morning, Art.
	Good morning to you.
	And how are you doing this eerie evening?
	Well, I was better earlier.
	I understand that.
	Well, like one of the previous caller, I am calling from New Orleans.
	New Orleans, again?
	Yes.
	Now, for most listeners, if you've never been to New Orleans, it is a very eerie place to come to.
	It really is.
	Yeah, especially at night.
	They have vampire tours now.
	Vampire tours?
	Uh-huh.
	In the French Quarter, you can take a vampire tour.
	You can take haunted, you know, mansion tours.
	I absolutely am coming to New Orleans.
	You know, it's amazing the things that you'll find out here.
	Especially one of the most amazing things to visit if you are not, you know, a native of New Orleans.
	One of the things that you'd want to come to if you were a tourist is the cemeteries.
	Mm-hmm.
	The cemeteries are unlike any other cemetery in the world.
	Okay, because all the cemeteries are above ground.
	Mm-hmm.
	Okay, so they're... I mean, they're just... They're tremendous, and just... Some of the sculptures and statues in these cemeteries are just... It kind of sounds like the one I was in in Paris.
	Oh, yeah.
	Oh, yeah.
	God.
	Um, but what I'm calling to tell you tonight is, um...
	Uh, there's suburbs of New Orleans called New Orleans East.
	And I do live in these suburbs.
	Uh, there's one particular suburb called Village de Les.
	Now, uh, as story goes from way back when, Village de Les used to be kind of like an Indian, not, you can't really call it reservation, but the Natchez Indians used to settle on this land.
	It was a lot of swampland.
	Right.
	Um, now how the story went was when an Indian died, Uh, when a Native American died, one of the Natchez tribe, they would take the Native American and put him in an old oak tree.
	When that oak tree fell, whether naturally, you know, or if lightning struck it or something, the soul of that Indian would go up, you know, to wherever.
	Okay?
	Now, here's how the story goes.
	There are a lot of haunted houses or houses that are haunted or people hear things or whatever in the subdivision, especially on one particular block where I have a good friend of mine who lives there, Teddy.
	Now, we've heard, you know, things go on in that house, you know, like sometimes real late at night you hear like a faint jingle of bells, you know, something like that.
	Or you hear beating on walls, you know.
	Or do you just feel small gusts of wind from nowhere?
	Yes.
	Eerie things.
	So we had a friend of ours who was a Native American also and she had an uncle who practiced and always went to the tribe thing.
	I can't remember what you call them.
	Travel, travel gatherings.
	Yeah, exactly.
	In Mississippi.
	Listen, um, we're at the bottom of the hour.
	I've got a break here, so stay right where you are, will you?
	Now, I've never heard that before.
	It reminds me of a book I read.
	They would actually bury their dead in a tree and wait for the tree to fall for the soul to ascend.
	I'm Art Bell.
	Well this is Coast to Ghost AM.
	Evil spirits.
	Evil spirits.
	Apparently, um, Andrea's uncle was explaining to us that they're evil and that they're upset because they're stuck in, like he said, limbo.
	They're not going anywhere.
	They're staying right there.
	They cannot get out.
	But the day that he burned that stage, there has never been another incident occur in that house.
	Well... He said that we shook something up in there when we played around with something bad.
	He said that what happened was we were getting in over our heads, in other words.
	Very easy to do.
	We were playing, he said, we were playing with fire too close to gasoline.
	And he said that really, really upset the evil spirit that they have in that house.
	And it kind of peed off the good spirit.
	Some because the good spirit was trying to keep the evil away from us.
	But Andrea's uncle came in and he was the one that explained to us about the Natchez Indian burying their dead in the trees.
	And when that tree would fall, from age or whatever, then the spirit would be released.
	He explained to us that those were a couple bodies and there are a couple other spirits Another house is out there and watch the lives that are haunted.
	As I said earlier, even at the best of times, sir, in your city, it's a haunted kind of place now.
	I think that the book that I read that kind of parallels what he just said, actually it comes pretty close to it, is called Speaker for the Dead.
	If you ever get a chance to read Speaker for the Dead, definitely do it.
	In fact, I've been meaning to interview the author of that book for some time, and I had it lined up, and I don't know what I did.
	It must have slipped by me.
	I'll get on that again.
	Good morning.
	You're on the air in what we call Ghost to Ghost AM.
	Where are you, please?
	Hi, this is Kelly in Sutter Springs, Idaho.
	Kelly, we have a big hum on the phone here.
	Oh, okay.
	That's the other line.
	Can you hold on one second?
	Sure.
	You have to hang on.
	Oh, I see.
	We've got two on the line here.
	That was my husband on the other line.
	We have a couple of stories for you.
	Okay, but we still have hum.
	Still?
	Still have a lot of hum, yes.
	Wow.
	I mean, I can hear you, but it's like something's... Let me shut off my computer.
	Maybe that's what it is.
	Let's see if that's it.
	Could be a computer.
	It is now safe to turn your computer off.
	Okay.
	No, it's better.
	Anyway, go ahead and tell us one.
	Is it better?
	No, but go ahead and give us your best one.
	Okay, um, well, about three years ago, my daughter was two, and every night at 12.26, every night, she'd wake up screaming.
	12.26.
	Not screaming scared, and not screaming upset, but screaming pissed.
	You know, like if you went in and you shook somebody awake and then you hid?
	Oh, yes.
	Okay.
	She was mad.
	You could tell she was just mad.
	Yeah.
	So, I'd run upstairs and calm her down, put her back to sleep, and I'd go back down to bed.
	Well, one particular night, it was hot.
	I was just dripping sweat.
	I got to bed.
	I even, I told my husband, if that booger wakes her up tonight, and I'm going to be so mad, he's going to get it.
	You know, I don't know what, how do you get a ghost, right?
	She woke him up or he woke her up and at 12 26 I go upstairs I'm trying to calm her down I'm ripping this ghost a new butt and I finally get her calmed down I go back downstairs I'm even more dripping wet because of the heat from upstairs and I'm tossing and turning trying to go back to sleep and all of a sudden I feel this like cool fingers go across my neck and I was Turnin' around to, you know, ask my husband what he did that for, and he's rolled over on his other side, sound asleep.
	Oh, my.
	And I'm thinkin', oh, wow, you know, that was kinda weird.
	And it never did scare me.
	Um, within 20 seconds, the temperature in the room dropped a good 15, 20 degrees to cool it off.
	And I, you know, I got the feeling that, that he was apologizing to me in his own way.
	Appeasing me, I don't know.
	Never woke her up again.
	At night, after that night.
	So, in other words, your little tantrum?
	Uh, yeah.
	I did throw a tantrum.
	Yes, I did.
	And it worked.
	Wow!
	What a story.
	What part of the country are you in?
	We live in a very small town in Idaho called Soda Spring.
	Like, 1,300 people.
	Or 1,100 people, I'm sorry.
	And a lot of old, old, old buildings.
	It's an old mining community, a lot of deaths in the mines, and this will happen to be a little boy who turned out to be my daughter's best friend for a while.
	And they'd walk along holding hands and talking and she'd hold his hand and they'd walk along and all of a sudden a chair that'd be in the middle of the room would tip over like you walked right past, you know, right over top of it.
	And she was, with her hand, was a good foot away.
	I mean, it's just weird.
	All kinds of fun stuff like that.
	But never a bad thing.
	We never felt threatened in any way.
	He pulled tricks on us.
	Well, that is a remarkable story.
	I mean, thank you very much.
	To take off at a ghost, to get angry at a spirit, and to literally read it the riot act.
	First of all, I don't know how you'd have the guts to do that, but I suppose eventually waking up enough times to a screaming child, you might do it.
	And then to feel a cold hand on the back of your neck and feel a temperature drop of 20 degrees in a room.
	And then to have that entity go away.
	You've got to wonder, some of it seems so conscious.
	First time caller line, you're on the air.
	Hi.
	Hi.
	Where are you?
	I'm from Redding, California.
	Redding, California?
	Mm-hmm.
	All right, you've been having some earthquakes up there, haven't you?
	Oh, yeah.
	Yes, I have.
	It's been really rockin' and rollin'.
	As a matter of fact, it's swarming up there, so... Yeah, there was two yesterday and then one today.
	Uh-huh.
	So, what's up?
	Um, I have a story from... I'm 15 years old now, and it was in eighth grade.
	Okay.
	Yes, and, um, eighth grade, junior high, uh, my junior high has a theater.
	A big, an old, old theater, the Junior High's, dated back from 1911, and I was doing a play there.
	It was my first play.
	I had the lead role, and all throughout the play, well, there had been plays before about speculation that the theater is haunted, because all the time, the house lights, brand new house lights, would go on and off and on and off and on and off.
	The whole audience saw it.
	And the stagehands backstage could see the light switch going up and down and up and down.
	Your name's not Carrie, is it?
	No, it's not.
	Okay.
	It's Heidi.
	Heidi?
	Yes.
	Heidi.
	That's just as good.
	All right, Heidi.
	And, um, and then there'd be pounding on the top part when nobody would be up there.
	You could actually, going back, you could actually see the switch going on and off?
	Yes, my friend.
	With the stage manager and she was there doing the house lights and she wasn't even touching them, the lights which was going on and off and on and off by itself.
	Enough for me right there.
	It was pretty scary.
	And the pounding on the top part, the catwalk on the top above the house lights.
	Yes.
	Pounding, like footsteps running across.
	Yes.
	And then the side entrances going to backstage.
	The curtains were flapping back and forth like somebody was pushing them around.
	And, well, while all this was happening, I was the lead of the play, so I was getting into costumes and stuff, and I knew something wrong was going on, but nobody was really... I really wasn't following, but I was really nervous, because it was the first play that I was ever doing, and I was the lead.
	Sure.
	And I could, like... I don't know if I could actually physically hear it, but I felt like a girl's whisper in my head.
	You're going to do alright.
	I'm looking over you.
	You're going to do great.
	Just go on there and you're going to do fine because I'm watching over you.
	I could hear this person whispering in my head.
	I could just feel a presence of a ghost or something around me.
	It was actually kind of neat.
	I wasn't that scared.
	But the first step, the house lights going on and off, it was just kind of like this Who do you think was talking to you, Heidi?
	Nobody was around me.
	Like, I was behind the curtain by myself.
	No, I know.
	You were hearing this.
	Who do you think it was?
	Well, I have heard stories, but they've been just stories.
	You know, I thought they were just stories of a girl a long time ago, like when the school just opened, performing a play, and she She, uh, I don't know if she died in the theater or she died, but she really liked the theater itself.
	So she might've kept that as a home or something.
	And I think it might've been her, you know, telling me that I was going to do all right.
	Right.
	You know, I don't want to believe that somebody like that would remain, even in a theater, even in a place they loved.
	Eternally.
	I mean, Heidi, doesn't that seem to you like... like a hell, sort of?
	Yes.
	Mm-hmm.
	It does.
	One imagines something, uh... It seems like, it feels like a restless kind of spirit, like she doesn't want to stay there.
	That's why she makes so much mischief and everything, you know?
	Precisely.
	Clicking on the house lights and pounding up in the stairs in ways and messing with the curtains and everything.
	Heidi, how did the play go?
	Uh, it went fine after that.
	Um, besides, everybody was just, they all thought, um, that it was a trick, which was alright, we didn't want the audience to get scared, so we just let them think that it was a trick.
	So they never really knew, they thought that was part of the act?
	No, I think they just thought it was part of the act, yeah.
	Afterwards, like, the backstage people told their families and stuff, but, um, yeah, it We all felt it, you know, and we were pretty serious about our craft, so we wouldn't really do anything like that because it's pretty unprofessional anyway.
	So it was something else.
	It was pretty interesting.
	I really appreciate your story, Heidi.
	Okay, thank you.
	You bet.
	Good night, and I'm glad you did well on the play.
	Wild Card Line, you're on the air.
	Hi.
	Hi, Art.
	How are you doing?
	Okay.
	Okay, well, I had a story that happened about 24 years ago.
	I was living in a rooming house, and the lady that owned the house was 89 years old.
	She lived in the front part of the house.
	It was separated from the other sleeping rooms.
	Right.
	And I had got out of the military and kind of rode and stuff.
	Anyway, I had stayed there for, oh, maybe six months or so.
	And she asked me if I wanted to come in and play a game.
	And I thought, well, gee, she's going to have to play checkers or something like that or something along that line.
	The room was dimly lit, and she sat down at the table, and she pulled out this Ouija board.
	That kind of a game, huh?
	Yeah, and she started it, told me how to do it, and we proceeded with it, and it starts spelling out old-fashioned names, first names, like Horace and Elmer.
	She had been married four or five times before, and she told me that these were the names of her husbands, and that the more we played it, or went on 45 minutes to an hour, the faster that would go across the board, that little Triangle shaped.
	Yes.
	Thing would go across there.
	Yes.
	The point it was almost flying off there.
	At one point she had some tea there.
	She had to go to the kitchen and get a cup.
	And I went to the kitchen and opened the door.
	And this is no lie.
	She had hundreds of cockroaches crawling all through her cabinets.
	And she had honey in jars where she said she was catching them.
	And so I had enough of that.
	I didn't want any tea or anything else.
	I went back and we continued to play that game.
	But it turned into, I just felt real eerie, like the hair was standing on the back of my neck, and that, it got so out of control that that triangle little, you know, that we were working, would just fly off, off the table just about.
	So, that was a, you know, pretty scary.
	My friend, that would be it for me.
	I've got to go.
	We're at the top of the hour.
	You're on the air, coast to coast AM, or is it ghost to ghost AM?
	Good morning.
	Hi.
	Hi there.
	This is Jo.
	I'm calling from Jamestown, New York.
	Hi, Jo.
	Hi.
	I'm just so glad you called me.
	I can't believe it.
	Well, I'm doing that.
	I love your show.
	Selectively doing that.
	Looking at the stories, and if they seem interesting, I'm calling a few people.
	Well, this is so great.
	First of all, I guess to start the whole thing, I've been living in my dream home, and it was the home Uh, in Frewsburg, New York, which probably no one's ever heard of before, because it's kind of like a Mayberry.
	And a very small town, but beautiful community.
	And, uh, but it's been known to be haunted, because it was built in 1840, and it's a part of the Underground Railroad.
	So it has the tunnels and the, um, uh, false fireplace.
	There may be some people who don't know what the Underground Railroad is.
	The Underground Railroad was, uh, all of the connections that were made from the South all the way up to Canada to help the slaves escape from the South.
	So this was a home that was built while it was being built.
	he was an abolitionist and he actually built his home to provide for this
	uh... so that he would help uh... keep the slaves in a safe area even though they
	wouldn't just hide in these little cubby holes or anything for a long period of
	time only if the sheriff would come
	uh... would they need to hide but uh...
	they had it all protected so that they could help uh... when it was safe
	and they would move on to another station quote unquote here at work
	up through the routine to a silver creek buffalo that can vary in that up into canada until they were free
	right country right film and that that that
	And it's written up in all the books and everything because it's one of the few places left standing.
	It makes us kind of nervous because it is old and it's huge and it has all its little hiding places and beautiful wood.
	The reason I chose it was because I love antiques and I knew it was haunted.
	From the stories that I'd heard in this small town.
	You know, people talk.
	But it didn't bother me, because that kind of thing doesn't bother me.
	But we had, right away, we were doing our... As we moved in with my one-year-old, we were doing all the painting and refurbishing the home and doing things that we needed to do to fix it up.
	But right away, we could tell that there was an entity there.
	Right.
	Um, I had, the first thing that happened was when a, when my little girl who had cerebral palsy, she couldn't even turn or crawl, you know, move to crawl, but she was eyeing a ball that was like six feet away from her, and she wanted it so badly, but, um, and we were busy painting, and I took a little break, and I sat down in a chair, and I had one eye on her, and one eye on still my work I was trying to do, but instead, I see this little red and white ball, Just not roll to her, but move to her.
	About six feet.
	Just slide across the floor to her, so now she can see it and she's playing with it.
	And I'm standing up thinking, I can't believe what I'm looking at.
	You know, this just doesn't seem... I know what I want to describe to people, but I don't know how to.
	And that was just the beginning.
	And in that house, we knew that the entities were friendly, but We just knew that they were doing a lot of things in the house, but mostly friendly things and nothing to scare us.
	They wanted to let us know that they were there.
	We have like those latches, the antique iron latches that are on the inside of these older homes.
	Right.
	You have to have the thumb on one side, you know, to lift up the latch on the other side.
	And after there was just some knocking noise to let me know that there was kind of like a warning that there was a presence in the room.
	And then the next thing I know I'm standing right at this door.
	It's an inner door.
	No wind.
	No scientific reason why this should move.
	And all of a sudden just the inner latch is going up and down.
	And so I thought, well, you're supposed to talk to these spirits and see if they might, you know, do something else to communicate with you.
	But as soon as I did, then it stopped.
	And there have been... Like, you can hear someone speaking downstairs.
	Like, if you're upstairs, you can hear voices.
	And you know how you... If it's in a different room, you don't really know exactly what they're saying, but you know someone is speaking.
	You can't really actually hear the words that they're saying.
	This sounds exactly like a story a man sent me, a really eerie story not long ago.
	As a matter of fact, let me tell you that story.
	And thank you.
	This man is technically knowledgeable.
	He's a ham, as I am, and I'm sorry that I didn't save the story.
	Roughly, here it is.
	He and his wife slept in one room, his children in another.
	They were small children.
	And the children would be awakened in the middle of the night with voices.
	Indistinct, busy voices.
	You could sort of just barely hear what they were.
	They were kind of like Kind of like you would hear voices carried on the wind from a neighbor's house, something like that.
	But the voices were so loud in the children's room that it would wake the children up at night.
	And the man finally went into his children's room, and he had to stand on a chair in order to hear the voices.
	But he heard them Not clearly, but with enough volume to be bothered.
	And he had to be in one particular spot.
	Now, this man monitored these voices for months.
	And here's the really eerie part.
	He had to be in one particular place to hear the voices.
	And the voices would move about an inch or two every day.
	Every day.
	and he monitored these voices until finally they exited the house spot where you could hear them and literally moved across his backyard until finally he had to literally stand on the brick you know the the block wall by the back of his house to hear the voices and there they were shattering away months later they had moved Uh, what, 50 or 60 or 70 feet?
	And they just kept going.
	Now you tell me what he was hearing.
	He ran through just about everything.
	Could it be RF from a radio station nearby?
	No.
	He ruled that out.
	What could it possibly be?
	Some sort of rip, some sort of tear in the continuum?
	Something from time past?
	Almost probably that.
	And as far as he knows, they just kept moving.
	This little spot where the voices could be heard just kept moving.
	West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
	Hi.
	Hi, Art.
	Hello.
	How are you?
	A little freaked out, but okay.
	This is Marie, and I'm calling from Crowhart, Wyoming.
	Yes, ma'am.
	And we're on the Wind River Indian Reservation, and they call it the land of the little people.
	But my story doesn't start here anyway.
	All right.
	We lived in Oregon, and this happened to me about 22 years ago.
	Right.
	This was in 1976.
	My daughter had a friend, and she would come over and stay at our house.
	My daughter would go down there and stay with her.
	And one night, her friend and her brother were driving down this little road.
	We live way out in the country, about 15 miles out of Sutherland, Oregon.
	And her brother And her were going down our country road and I'm not really sure what happened to him but they wound up going off an embankment about 100 feet down into the ravine.
	And he helped her crawl up the side of the hill and they were hurt pretty bad but he got her up to the side of the hill and just as she got up to the top of the road he fell back down.
	Well she made it about a quarter of a mile to a half of a mile to where the fire department was and she got some help.
	Needless to say, he didn't make it, and she wound up in the hospital.
	And I worked nights, I worked at the Denny's restaurant there, and I worked graveyard shift, or actually, it wasn't graveyard, but until midnight, and I'd have to come home through that road.
	Well, the day after the accident happened, I would come to the area where they had gone off the road, and there was this aborigine standing in the road.
	With his hands up in the air.
	Oh my.
	And it kind of scared me and I didn't know if I should keep going or stop or what I should do.
	And I said, no, I'm going to go past.
	So I went on home and I told my husband about it and the following night the same thing happened.
	And this happened for like three or four nights.
	And my daughter got a call from her friend that was in the hospital and she asked her if she could come and see her.
	So I took my daughter in to see her and I really didn't understand why I was seeing this in the road.
	I mean, to me it was sort of, you know, what do you want?
	What's going on?
	You know, type thing.
	It was like he was restless or something was going on and trying to tell me something.
	At least that's how I felt.
	So I took my daughter in to see her friend at the hospital and she went in to see her and then she asked my daughter if she would mind, if I would mind going in and seeing her.
	Right.
	So I said, well, okay, I'd go in, and my daughter waited for me out in the hall, and it was just her friend and I in the room, and she started telling me that it was all her fault that her brother died, that she should have done something to help him, and, you know, she was just crying, and I finally told her, I said, it was not your fault, there was nothing that you could have done to change the situation.
	And after that, I didn't see him in the road anymore.
	Wow.
	It was almost like I was to go to tell her because she wanted to commit suicide.
	She wanted to end her life because she felt like she was responsible for what happened to him.
	And after I went and saw her and told her that it wasn't her fault, then I felt like a big weight was lifted off of me and she got well.
	Remarkable.
	Absolutely remarkable.
	It was really a strange situation.
	Did it make you a believer?
	Oh, definitely, because I had something else happen to me in 80, and it was sort of a situation where we lived in a little tiny trailer, and I kept getting this odor, and I couldn't figure out what it was at first, and we had this dog that kept looking behind her.
	Well, this odor that I kept getting was sort of like, I could smell like my grandfather.
	You know, how certain people, they eat certain things, and they have just an odor about them.
	Sure.
	um... curio and all proper breakfast and toast and i thought i could not know
	like that but that's how they lived in new york and we were in oregon
	and i got kept looking behind her one day and growling i couldn't figure out
	what was wrong and the following day i got a phone call from my mother
	that my grandfather had passed away
	and it was if i knew he had been there there's every reason to believe
	that those who pass away even those who move on
	linger long enough near loved ones
	but i haven't been here and probably twenty years And I think it was just his way of making sure that me and my family were fine.
	And then he was okay.
	A very common story.
	Thank you so much.
	You're welcome.
	Thank you.
	Take care.
	And listen, I'm getting a lot of email here indicating, well, let me read you one from Jay.
	Warning, warning, warning, solar images.
	Look out, here comes a big solar flare.
	And this one is a big one.
	We'll try and get the information up on the website tonight, if not tomorrow.
	So there apparently has been a very, very large solar flare, and we'll try and keep you updated.
	First time caller line, you're on the air, hi.
	Hello?
	Hello!
	Hi, how are you, Art?
	I'm okay, where are you?
	I am in Kansas City, Missouri.
	Kansas City, oh.
	The story I'm about to tell you, although it does not happen here, happens in Central South Dakota.
	Central South Dakota.
	Right.
	Mitchell, to be exact.
	Tell me something.
	Are they saying bad things about me on Kansas City Talk Radio?
	You know what?
	My husband turned me on to you this evening, and I work in a bar, and he said he kind of freaked out yesterday about some Catholic Pastor talking about... Oh, yes, that was another program.
	No, this relates to a possible curse placed on the Kansas City Chiefs.
	I've been getting some really nasty... Anyway... I'm a Raiders fan, so... You're a Raiders fan?
	Yes.
	Yes, so am I, actually.
	All right, go ahead.
	About early 1990, or no, I'm sorry, mid-1991, I had just filed for divorce, and I found out through a letter that I was pregnant.
	With my second child.
	Oh boy.
	Which is, you know, not great.
	Not great.
	And, um, I was living with this family in a little town called Parkston, South Dakota.
	And not very happy.
	And, uh, I was thinking about, um, an abortion, which I have a very Catholic family.
	I understand.
	And they're Catholic upbringing, but at the time I was so sick of religion.
	I didn't think about church.
	I didn't care.
	No, you were in the middle of a divorce.
	Taking a long way home, thinking about an abortion.
	Listen, this sounds like a very interesting story.
	We're at a break, can I put you on hold?
	Okay.
	Alright, we will come back after the break and finish this one up.
	Can you imagine that?
	Are there worse, more serious human situations than that?
	You file for divorce, you're with your family, and you find out you're pregnant.
	You begin thinking about an abortion.
	It's your second child.
	I don't know.
	Doesn't get much rougher than that, does it?
	From the high desert, where the clouds and the rain and the mist are moving in on kind of a creepy night, this is Coast to Coast AM.
	I wonder if they speeded up her voice, or if she just had ten cups of coffee to do that.
	Alright, well anyway, you're back and I cannot imagine a worse situation.
	Uh, filing for divorce, uh, you find out you're pregnant, you're living with your family, and you're thinking of, pardon me?
	His family.
	It is even worse yet, and you're considering an abortion.
	Right.
	Okay.
	So at the time I decided to take a part-time job to get away from my situation, collect my thoughts, and I happened to land a job in Emory, South Dakota, where he grew up, actually, where he went to high school and grade school.
	Working for a couple, husband and wife, well into their 80s, and this gentleman's wife had Alzheimer's.
	Oh, yes.
	You know, and not being in a great situation as I was.
	Not at all.
	It was very difficult for me.
	And so things proceeded, and one afternoon I just got fed up.
	And not to be, you know, caught, I used a pay phone and looked in Yellow Pages.
	I was desperate.
	And I looked under abortion.
	This wonderful lady came on the phone, and I said, you know, I need help.
	And she says, let me pick you up this afternoon.
	I'm going to take you to my office here in Mitchell.
	I said, you have it.
	You got it.
	So she shows me all these films, and I was totally disgusted.
	And she says, I'm going to give you another option.
	So I had this wonderful lady who lives down the street.
	She's 73 years old.
	She's looking for a roommate.
	I said, really?
	She goes, you know you don't want to do this with me, right?
	I don't.
	So I moved in with this lady.
	She was 73 years old, and she got me back into church.
	And I started going to church faithfully and doing church functions and I decided to get re-baptized in a Christian church.
	Right.
	And so I was going through the classes and I was teaching some youth classes and at the time I was working at a computer place that made floppy disks and I was going to school.
	And I remember the pastor telling me, you know, Tracy there's going to be a time.
	There's a door here and you're about reaching that time.
	You're going to have to make a decision.
	You know, either you want to go with the Lord or you want to go elsewhere.
	He says, and someone will try you.
	And I thought he was just full of it, you know.
	Growing up in a big family, big Catholic family, I'd never been in that kind of position.
	So one evening, and it kind of struck me weird, one evening I left both doors open, I slept in the basement, and there's two doors to my room, and I left the television on.
	And I read my pass out of my Bible and I went to sleep.
	And I don't know what time it was in the morning because it's awful dark in the basement being one little window underground.
	Sure.
	And all of a sudden I hear two doors slam and a TV turn off.
	I'm freaking out.
	Yeah, of course.
	Somebody's there.
	And then I open my eyes and I see not an apparition but a silhouette with two red eyes like you saw from Amityville Horror.
	Yes.
	I have chills right now remembering this.
	And this voice said, come with me.
	Come with me.
	Now, I heard other people talking about being paralyzed.
	Yes.
	I was paralyzed.
	I couldn't scream.
	I couldn't say anything.
	And all of a sudden in my mind, all I remember in my mind saying was, Jesus saved me.
	Jesus saved me.
	And then I was able to roll over on my belly and put a pillow over my head.
	And it was gone.
	And the next day, the doors were still open.
	and the TV was on.
	So we went and we talked to the pastor about this because I'm freaking out.
	Selma, being in her room right upstairs, never heard a thing.
	And the pastor came down and he anointed all the doorknobs and he blessed the whole house
	and I never heard anything again after that.
	And now I have... Do you wonder sometimes whether there was a subliminal or not such a subliminal suggestion
	given to you by the priest?
	Thanks.
	Which caused this in your own mind, or if it was absolutely real?
	It was real.
	I mean, I even thought through that, you know.
	Then, um, I was, uh, 22.
	And, you know, I'm like, I know I'm more intelligent than this, you know, my mind doesn't play tricks on me.
	And I mean, I looked a couple times at this thing.
	And I just saw his eyes, and it came close.
	I take it you went ahead with the divorce.
	I went ahead with the divorce, and I had a very happy, healthy child that was born on Valentine's Day.
	I appreciate the story.
	Thank you.
	Thank you.
	You take care.
	You too.
	Red eyes.
	Uh, wildcard line, you're on the air.
	Hi.
	Hello.
	How are you doing, Art?
	I'm okay, sir.
	Where are you?
	Uh, Northern California.
	All right.
	I'm an investigator for the county here, and I had to go up to this place, uh, about 25 miles up this old dirt road.
	Yes.
	And, uh, the people I was talking to, uh, uh, they told me that this house is haunted, uh, on this property, and nobody lived in it.
	When you say you're an investigator for the county, what do you mean?
	I'm a fraud investigator.
	Fraud.
	Oh, fraud.
	Okay.
	Mm-hmm.
	And, uh, anyway, I was talking to them, and, uh, They told me a few stories about this house getting attacked by this mean male ghost.
	And I kind of just blowed off.
	Then I talked to my girlfriend the next day and told her about it.
	And she talked me into going up there.
	So we spent a total of six nights up there and got some really neat pictures.
	When we first went into the house, Everything seemed to be okay, but then we smelled a, like, rotting flesh.
	Rotting flesh?
	Yeah.
	Real, real strong odor.
	Along with a lot of cold spots in the house, and the majority of it seemed to be in the kitchen and the hallway.
	We looked around, couldn't find anything.
	Of course, this house hasn't been lived in in ten years either.
	So later on, my girlfriend and her daughter decided to play with the Ouija board.
	And that's when everything really started to get exciting.
	I'm taking pictures and playing with the Ouija board and it's probably around 11, 12 o'clock at night.
	And all of a sudden, the chair flies back as she's sitting there, my girlfriend.
	She gets up, she's holding her knee, and she had a guy kicked in the knee, or hit in the knee, which left a bruise.
	Immediately after that, the door, which is right behind me, the handle turned.
	Now this is, there's no one around, and it's close to midnight if it wasn't midnight.
	Right.
	I was ready to go at that point, but since, you know, we're so far back there on this dirt road, I decided to go ahead and spend the night.
	Of course, I can't sleep, and we're all laying in the living room, and then I hear footsteps upstairs.
	I had a great life. I had a great life. I had a great life.
	I had a great life. I had a great life. I had a great life. I had a great life. I had
	a great life. I had a great life. I had a great life. I had a great life. I had a great
	life. I had a great life. I had a great life. I had a great life. I had a great life. I
	had a great life. I had a child say help me help me twice.
	Never heard this.
	Never ever heard it.
	Just incredible.
	Just incredible.
	I've got pictures of orbs.
	Orbs in motion.
	There's 72.
	The Ghost Web and he posted a few of them and I finally made my own website because I have about 400 pictures.
	400?
	Yeah, that I've taken up there in that six day.
	Why don't you send me, excuse me, some email and give me your site.
	I'll take a look and put up a link.
	Okay.
	You bet.
	How would that be?
	All right.
	You bet.
	Okay.
	Thank you very much and take care.
	As a matter of fact, I would like to get any ghost photographs that anybody has.
	So if you've got a good one, by all means, send it to Art Bell.
	Uh, at P.O.
	Box 4755 in Haunted Pahrump, that's P-A-H-R-U-M-P, Nevada, zip code 89041-4755, and if you cannot scan them, I would be more than happy to scan them for you and get them up.
	East of the Rockies, you're on the air, hi.
	Hello, Art.
	Hello.
	Uh, it's Mike from Hey, uh, uh, Philly, Philadelphia.
	Philadelphia?
	Yes.
	I'm a little nervous.
	Ah, it's alright.
	Relax.
	Um, about 14 months ago, me and my wife and my dog, my kid, moved into a house.
	It was about in the 40s.
	And I was showing my stepfather the basement.
	Mm-hmm.
	And I was standing about six feet away from him, and he was always standing on the stairs.
	And I seen this apparition of a man walking behind him, going towards the back door.
	Now, I didn't think anything of it at the time.
	I bet.
	You know, a half hour later I thought about it.
	What was that?
	And then, I came home and went to the store one night.
	It was like two o'clock in the morning.
	Right.
	And I came in the basement.
	And we had a dog.
	He was about six months old.
	And I, it was just that size of a large cat walked by me toward the back door.
	And I thought it was my dog.
	Right.
	He was asleep upstairs.
	And I had mentioned to my wife, and she's seen the thing walking, um, From the kitchen to the living room.
	So we asked the neighbors if they had a cat.
	Um, the guy that lived there, he died and his wife's alive, but she got sick and she moved into a farm or whatever.
	Was it a cat?
	I think so, because we asked the neighbors if they had a cat and they said yes.
	Okay.
	But it wasn't an evil feeling, it was like they were checking us out and moving to their house.
	You know what I mean?
	Yes.
	Well, cats do that.
	Yeah, with a ghost cat.
	It sounds crazy, but... No.
	Not crazy.
	Look.
	Cats... Anybody who owns one, a cat or a dog, knows that they have individual personalities.
	And probably every bit as liable to come back as a ghost as a human.
	Yes.
	Can I have one more quick story?
	Sure.
	I used to work at a restaurant.
	And at night, I used to watch the dishes or whatever.
	And I found this restaurant used to be a marine base, and then a church, and then a restaurant.
	And it was a little late at night, and I was coming out of the dish room, and I seen a figure out of the corner of my eye, standing right about two feet away from me.
	And I turned and looked at him, and he wasn't there anymore, so I quickly got out of there real quick.
	Well, I would too.
	I have seen, thank you very much, similar figures.
	And you always see them in your peripheral vision.
	You just sort of halfway see them.
	Enough so you know they really were or are there.
	But they're not quite there when you focus your vision fully on them.
	Odd.
	West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
	Hi.
	Hey, Aaron.
	How you doing?
	All right.
	This is Jim from Santa Fe.
	Yes, sir.
	I just wanted to share a little experience that I had back in my Air Force days.
	It wasn't too long ago, but I was stationed out at a base in California, and every few years or so they have an air show.
	And part of the air show is they've got these planes flying around and what have you, and they also have some older jets on display in one of the hangars, and it's open to the public.
	And I didn't get to work that day, but I had to work a mid, so I came in around 11 or 12.
	Sure.
	And my duty post was, I had to sit out of the singer.
	I had an EAL, which is an Entry Authority List, and it tells you who can come in and out of there.
	And the guy I relieved told me it was quiet, there was nobody in there, just the planes and whatever.
	And there's only a couple of ways in and out of the singer.
	So I go in there and I'm looking around.
	They had F-4s and F-5s and some other planes and I was pretty interested in the ones from Vietnam.
	Some of them even had bullet holes in them.
	I took a flashlight and I went up to the undercarriage of an F-4 and I was just looking around and checking out the lights and the tire and what have you.
	I just kicked a tire to see how much air was in it.
	I don't know why I did it.
	People always kick tires.
	Oh yeah, especially when you're bored.
	I started walking away from it and I heard this tap as if somebody was tapping on the glass.
	I turned around and looked up and in the cockpit there would appear to be somebody sitting in there.
	It really spooked me out because he was wearing, I don't know how to describe it.
	You know, like Red Baron, you know, the goggles and the scarf and the cap?
	Sure.
	The guy was sitting there grinning at me and I was like, whoa.
	You know, and I made sure there was nobody in there.
	And it, you know, really spooked me out.
	This was a Red Baron type in an F4?
	Yeah.
	Okay.
	Yeah, and it, you know, it really spooked me out.
	And I didn't say anything to anybody until actually about two weeks ago.
	This happened about five years ago.
	I talked to one of my friends.
	I'd be disinclined to tell that story myself.
	Yeah.
	That's an amazing story.
	And so you just, what, took off?
	Oh, I couldn't take off.
	I just went back outside the hangar and called one of my friends who's on a Roman patrol to come over.
	And I just told him I felt really sick.
	I didn't tell him why, you know, until like five years later.
	That makes sense.
	I appreciate your story.
	Thank you.
	And while we're on the military subject, perhaps a correction.
	I don't know.
	Dear Art, my name is Jeffrey, and he gives a last name, I won't read that, and I also served aboard the USS Enterprise.
	One of your callers said the Independence took a torpedo hit, that is a forestall class carrier, and has never taken enemy fire whatsoever, not even during Vietnam.
	The explosion, in fact, did occur and was caused due to a maintenance error, but the stories he told are true.
	I've served on five carriers.
	The one I liked best was the USS Ranger.
	There, there was a ghost of a chief that wanders through the ship's galley.
	He was killed in a fire that broke out in the main machinery room number three.
	So that may be a slight correction, but the story remains.
	Don't blame you for a second.
	Well, listen, we're out of time.
	We could go and go and go and go.
	If after listening to five hours of all of this, You don't believe we're more than flesh and bones, then you just haven't been listening.
	Uh, tell everybody good night.
	Good night, everybody, and sleep with your lights on.
	I imagine a lot of people will be doing just that this night.
	That's Ghost to Ghost.
	I'm Art Bell from the high desert.
	Good night.
	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.
	I have a black belt in 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 gonna have time to get this in or not.
	It's from a police officer.
	Now he says, uh, here's my ghost story, Art.
	I'm a cop.
	When I was 13, we lived in an old church parsonage.
	On the Saline 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.
	It was an earful 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.
	I 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 like to stay up.
	He'd admonish 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.
	I repeat, no features.
	It had a white collar.
	The moonlight in my room, almost like a night light, should have been able to see any face if it was there, but it was just 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.
	Now 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, uh, 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.
	They were taped shut.
	He actually, on occasion, would see the doors Move as they were pounded on.
	You know, the old, uh, you've seen it in the movies, right?
	Boom, ploom, ploom.
	Door bows in, that kind of thing.
	I just wanna, uh, it just goes on and on.
	Uh... In other words, his dad had, uh, uh, seen the same thing.
	I'm just, I'm, there's not gonna be enough time for me to finish this story, but, uh, uh... There is another case, you see, of...
	An independent confirmation.
	As I said earlier, a lot of people think, you know, they 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.
	What's happening... ...is real.
	A couple of these photographs, and one in particular totally freaks me out.
	Again, on my website, artbill.com.
	What's new?
	A 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 Ghost2Ghost this night.
	Hello.
	Hey, Art.
	Hey.
	How you doing?
	Okay, where are you?
	I am calling from Chicago, WLS.
	Of course.
	Yes, sir.
	Well, I was doing an antique show in Texas, and on the way back, I went to visit my sister's house, which is in St.
	Bernard Parish, right outside of New Orleans.
	I had a great time. I was in the middle of a job interview and I was interviewing a woman.
	I 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 the sugar packages. So they ended up buying up this plantation and
	the property there. And it's all boarded up. The place looks real spooky and everything
	like that. 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 I've been waiting for you to get down here because I've
	been wanting to sneak in.
	So in other words you would intentionally go into such an environment?
	As crazy as it sounds, yes.
	Okay, fine.
	So, you and who went?
	Me, my sister, and my wife.
	Now, we're all adults, but we're all kids.
	You know what I mean?
	Yeah, I do.
	Alright.
	So, a couple days later, it rained for a couple nights, so we couldn't do it.
	But a few days later, we got some good weather, and we were armed with a towel and a flashlight.
	That's good armor, yes.
	Towel and a flashlight, yes.
	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.
	I should probably tell you the history of this place first.
	I'd rather just kind of get to what happened.
	Okay.
	Um, well, we sneak, we go behind VFW Hall, which is back behind this place, and we 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 an X-Files episode, you know.
	Going through sugar tankards in the middle of the night, stacked too high, and all this stuff.
	We get into the house, finally, and I'd like to say that we didn't really destroy anything except like a little 8-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.
	I understand that you did this voluntarily.
	And also we're trespassing and you know, so we're more afraid of security than we are of goats.
	I've got the picture.
	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, 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.
	Yes.
	Now, my wife and my sister saw this better than I did.
	I saw it out of the corner of my eye, but they saw it.
	Just tell me what happened.
	A flashing light shot across the room, but in like a swooping motion going upwards and then down and then back up again.
	Like in Ghostbusters.
	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.
	Oh yeah, sure.
	Of course you wouldn't think that.
	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 you know, there's places where you can see out, and we're looking to see, and we're like three, four hundred yards from it, from, in any direction, from anything.
	And?
	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.
	I mean, not coming from everywhere.
	Okay, I get it.
	Really, really bizarre.
	Okay.
	So then we go on and I'm like, nah, nah, nah.
	Because, you know, you're sitting there and you're saying, none of this is happening.
	You know, you're just paranoid and all this stuff.
	And so we go walking.
	About 30 seconds, sir.
	Oh, I'm sorry.
	I'm sorry.
	We go around to the, we make the first pass to the first floor
	and then we notice that we couldn't find the staircase.
	So we start going through again.
	The second time through, I, this is the weirdest thing.
	We heard... I mean, this 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, and 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 like that.
	Okay, we're at about the end of the time here.
	Oh, that's a shame, because it gets better and better.
	Well, it's going to have to do it real quick.
	Um, well, basically, I go over by the... The end all be all is we heard, um, what sounded like the voices of, like, slaves.
	Calling, like, adult black men.
	And where was this again, please?
	This is in St.
	Bernard Parish, the Lobo Plantation House.
	Alright, 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, it was, 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 ham shack.
	And it was on a route, uh, where they had, uh, 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 creepy 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, uh, 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.
	Uh, Pennsylvania, Maryland.
	The, uh, the Miss Dixon line actually ran right through the house.
	Actually ran through the house.
	Amazing.
	Uh, Wild Card Line, you're on the air.
	Hello.
	Hello?
	Yes.
	Oh.
	Oh, hi.
	Yeah, this is Pat from Southwest Florida.
	Yes, Pat.
	Uh, I'm a retired New York City Fire... Fireman.
	Fire Lieutenant.
	New York City Fire Lieutenant.
	Oh, okay.
	That's correct, yeah.
	Yes, sir.
	Uh, and this concerns a story, uh, regarding a ghost story that I heard.
	This is not a first-hand story.
	But, uh, this week, uh, this, um...
	Uh-huh.
	about rescue one which is which at the time was on
	thirty-third street between eighth and ninth avenue and the story was related to be by a firefighter at the
	time just about nineteen seventy seven
	can't remember the guy's last name the first name was chris
	and he's listening he comes from glencove long island but at any rate
	uh... he told me this story that uh...
	on the second of florida's particular firehouse on forty-third street
	rescue one 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, about 2.15 in the morning, and he, you know, between runs, Yeah, you can go into the bed, you know.
	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?
	Oh sure, of course.
	Really?
	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.
	I always wondered if that was real, normal, or just sort of a media thing, you know?
	Oh no, no, that's absolutely true.
	It's okay, alright.
	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 pull a truck, which was on 48th and 8th, 48th Street, 8th Avenue.
	Anyway, he told me this story, and he said that this one particular night, Um, he went up to, uh, into the, uh, into the bed and he was lying on his stomach.
	And by the way, this, this particular bunk room is extremely dark, or it was extremely dark.
	Right.
	Pitch black.
	I mean, you couldn't see your, your hand in front of your face.
	And the only, the only thing you could see was the luminescent light up on the wall.
	And, um, He looked up and he saw it was about three 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.
	Oh.
	You know?
	Yes.
	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, you know, playing a trick or, you know, goofing on him, you know?
	Yeah.
	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.
	Right.
	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.
	Yeah, well, this is part of what I've never understood and part of what I was after tonight.
	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.
	Well, you know, I saw this guy twice afterwards.
	And I said, Chris, I said, were you telling me the truth about that story?
	Right.
	And he said, I absolutely was.
	But let me tell you one thing.
	Let me go a little further with this.
	Sure.
	OK?
	So the next morning, he got up and he related the story to the lieutenant on duty that morning.
	Right.
	And he said, hey, you know, something happened last night.
	It was really weird.
	And they checked the records, and it turns out That, um, something like 20 years before, like 19... I don't know, 1957, something like that.
	New York City Fire Department keeps long records, huh?
	Oh, of course.
	I mean, records back to the 1800s.
	So 20... Oh, okay, so 20... So anyway, they found out that at that particular hour and that particular date, uh, there was a fire... a fireman in Rescue 1 Who was between tours.
	In other words, he wasn't on duty.
	Right.
	He was between tours.
	Right.
	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.
	Oh my god.
	Really?
	Uh, at the exact time, 2020, is it?
	Yes.
	Oh my.
	And it was documented.
	And, and, from what he told me, the, the widow of the, of the firefighter, and I don't know his name, but the widow of the firefighter never received any compensation.
	So that, you know, there was a... So, well, then you could imagine a motive, perhaps, for the haunting.
	I don't know, is that what you're saying?
	Well, who knows?
	Who knows?
	Yeah, who knows?
	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 1 on 43rd Street between 8th and 9th burned down.
	Around, uh, I'm not sure of 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, uh, it was a tremendous fire.
	Totally took the place out, you know?
	Well, oh, brother.
	Lieutenant, thank you.
	Okay.
	Take care.
	Uh, there's a fire, Lieutenant.
	You see what I mean?
	The part that I'm struggling to understand, and I guess I'm gonna 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... How does it happen?
	Oh, East of the Rockies?
	You're on the air.
	Hello.
	Hello?
	Yes, sir.
	Oh, great.
	You're talking to me.
	I am, yes.
	All right.
	Where are you?
	I'm in Charleston.
	Okay.
	Charleston, South Carolina.
	And I'm a police officer, and that doesn't make me more credible, I'm sure.
	Yes, it does.
	Anyway, I have had numerous experiences with entities, and I would probably say in my lifetime, 30 years, I would say probably 10 or 15.
	How long have you been a police officer?
	About five years.
	I 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.
	I'll make a long story short.
	Well, to 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'd laid down, I heard footsteps coming towards my door and it's much like that other police officer talked about.
	Oh yes.
	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 and did not even close my eyes.
	Could you actually describe what it looked like?
	Oh, absolutely.
	Absolutely.
	And then do it.
	Tell me.
	What had happened was it stepped in my door.
	Tell me what it looked like.
	It was about six or seven feet tall.
	It was a figure of a dog, believe it or not.
	Oh, brother.
	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 it 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.
	Um, it walked into my room.
	It looked at me.
	And it had fangs on the front of the, on the bottom jaw that went straight up.
	You're a police officer.
	Yes, absolutely.
	You know what death smells like, though.
	Oh, absolutely.
	Absolutely.
	And, um, but I, you know, I hadn't smelled that at six or seven years old.
	But, and I've not smelled anything like it since.
	But, and the top fangs 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... Officer, hold it right there.
	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 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.
	This is Coast to Coast AM with Arch Bell from the Kingdom of Nod.
	Depends on how you listen to it.
	To be Coast to Coast to Ghost to 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 caller line, I'll clear that number for Guam only for a period of
	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.
	It'll sink, or no, actually, it wouldn't be sinking yet, I guess.
	Anyway, Saturday afternoon.
	We'll try it out here in a moment with Bob.
	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.
	Post goes am continues Back to the police officer
	Sir, uh...
	And where are you again, sir?
	I'm in Charleston, South Carolina.
	That's right, 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 that it may have been a demonic thing and he calls it Black Chuck a spectral dog for whatever that's worth
	Wow, 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.
	Yeah, but this thing looked like a dog.
	This thing was actually physically there, you know, it wasn't in the spiritual realm, it wasn't cloudy, it wasn't misty, it was in the physical realm and it tops 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 But of course you don't know that for sure I don't know that for sure But the thing the thing was is that it scared me the point where I'd actually covered up and I started praying I
	And I was always wondering if anybody else had that same experience or if there was something in literature.
	Well, then maybe I just answered your question for you.
	You absolutely did.
	I'll have to do a little bit of research on that myself.
	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 two brothers.
	Right.
	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 it.
	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.
	The same creature?
	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 to each other.
	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.
	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.
	Hey.
	Okay, uh... Where are you?
	Oh, I'm in Reno.
	Reno, okay.
	And you're on DOH.
	And you're on a cell phone.
	Yes, I am.
	Okay.
	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.
	It's all it ever did.
	Just walk up and down the stairs.
	A ghost that you saw or just heard?
	Just heard, you heard the footsteps.
	Okay.
	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 set up, I'd 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 you materialize?
	Can you speak?
	What?
	Yes, and I guess it considered that an invitation, right?
	Yes, it did.
	And it what?
	I was sitting there in a chair, and then all of a sudden, like I said, it was 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.
	My 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?
	I seriously doubt you don't experience that much.
	Oh, don't you kid yourself.
	But you know, you can feel the anger.
	Yes.
	I can just feel it, man.
	I'm just going, oh, jeez, I'm sorry.
	That's a 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.
	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 him Bob.
	Yeah, well, Bob, 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 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 and I have my converted studio here and what I heard hit my door was It was more like a pile driver.
	I mean, it wasn't a knock.
	Trust me, it was a kaboom!
	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-gonna-break-it-off-the-hinges kind of kaboom on my door.
	So, I've come to the conclusion that... I'm an Alburo truck driver, and I get you on, uh, I got an SM radio, I get you on the AFT channel.
	Right.
	And, uh, anyway, I team with my husband.
	So we're coast to coast.
	Where, what part of the world are you in now?
	Right now, I'm in, uh, Ludlow, California.
	Okay.
	And, um, this happened in, right outside of Albuquerque, New Mexico.
	Now you gotta understand, we're used to sleeping in different areas.
	Nothing's ever happened before.
	Sure.
	But we were outside of Albuquerque on I-25 in a rest area.
	And you were up, you got a bunk up behind, right?
	Yeah.
	Yeah, okay.
	Yeah, we got a sleeper berth.
	Right.
	And this happened in a rest area right at the 163 marker.
	Uh huh.
	In Bellum.
	Bellum, New Mexico.
	Alright.
	And I had just quit driving.
	I had to listen to you like I always do.
	And I just quit driving and 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 gonna 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, 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... I'm trying to speak.
	I'm trying to get my husband... What kind of noise?
	Like a gurgle.
	Like a... It went... Like that.
	Yes?
	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 and I'm thinking...
	Am I having a stroke here?
	What's going on?
	Right, right.
	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 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's starting to move up.
	I'm like, oh, please God, make it go away, please God.
	And this is when your husband woke up?
	My husband woke up.
	He goes, what's going on with you?
	And I, and then it just, it just left.
	And you, you just sort of flopped back down?
	I had already come back down.
	I didn't fully go up just because I'm, you know, just the middle part of my body's moving.
	Did you recognize anything that came out of your mouth?
	No.
	Nothing but this noise.
	And, like I said, I'm trying to go, you know, like this, you know.
	Sure.
	You doubt his name, sure.
	Yeah.
	And so, you know, I'm thinking, is this one of these things where, you know, You're asleep, what do you call that?
	You're, you're, you think you're asleep but you're not or something, you know what I'm talking?
	Of course.
	And I'm like, this ain't going on because I wasn't asleep yet.
	I was, I had just fallen in bed and something was telling me, turn over to my side and look.
	I'm like, oh no, this is too creepy.
	I'm not looking.
	I closed my eyes.
	So something, something... Entered my body.
	Yeah, inhabited you, I was going to say.
	Yeah.
	For a period of time.
	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.
	I hear ya.
	I've got a big RV and I've tried to fight for those spots, so I know.
	Yeah, but see, there was only two other trucks there.
	I'm like, this is strange.
	Tell me exactly where it was again.
	Okay, this was right outside, south side of Albuquerque.
	At mile marker one.
	163.
	163?
	All right.
	In the rest area on 25.
	All right.
	I gotcha.
	All right.
	Alright, well then, 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.
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	Hi, Tom Beaudet from Motel 6.
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	Uh, following the call I'm just now going to take, uh, 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.
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	All these other lines are jammed beyond all reason, so...
	If you're in Guam, 7 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?
	Oh, you don't want to say, do you?
	No, not necessarily if I can help it.
	You're a federal law enforcement officer?
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	I understand, sure.
	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.
	Um, we had a, I don't know, it was an old house in Detroit, in that old area.
	And, uh, I was the only brave one out of the nine kids that lived in a certain part of the house.
	It always had some strange happenings.
	And, um, things got worse to the point where I started putting locks on the door.
	Well, one night I woke up.
	And my door was actually just ripped from the hinges.
	And nothing was missing, but I slept through that, which I'm a very light sleeper.
	You slept through your door being ripped off the hinges?
	With four locks on the door.
	And I never went to that part of the house again, ever.
	And where did the door end up?
	I mean, was it on the floor?
	It was just ripped up and laid down.
	Right there on the floor.
	And recently, I was with another officer and we were going into a closed area.
	an area where nobody should be whatsoever.
	Right.
	And we both went through the gate and we closed the gate behind us and we looked up in front of us
	and he says, did you see what I see?
	I said, yeah, there's something up there.
	We got in 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're 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 said, we got them.
	No, it's not straight.
	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.
	It was about, oh, about a thousand yards in front of us when we went through the gate.
	And you're trying to tell me this thing had to be moving at 70 miles an hour?
	Yeah, because I guess, I mean, we were going to get this person, or whoever it was, I don't know what to tell you.
	I really appreciate your story.
	I do believe it.
	Thank you very much, sir.
	Alright, that clears that line.
	Now, only Guam on that line.
	corner and there's nobody there.
	I don't know what to tell you, I really appreciate your story.
	Yeah, I appreciate it.
	We love listening to you guys out there.
	Believe it or not, a lot of us listen to you.
	Thank you.
	You guys really entertain us through the night and keep up the good work.
	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 feelings the only way I'm going to get Guam through here tonight.
	Now, there is yet another law enforcement officer.
	Thank you.
	Well, these fellows work at night.
	You know, they work at night and, uh, many times they work in pairs and they are trained observers.
	So, yeah, you give them a little more credibility.
	This stuff is happening everywhere.
	Absolutely everywhere.
	Wild Card Line, you're on the air.
	Hello.
	Uh, is that me?
	That's you!
	Oh, okay.
	Uh, I lived up at a place called, uh... Can I say the name of the place?
	Well, I don't know.
	It depends on... Is it like a hotel, or...?
	Well, no.
	It's an area known for the world's biggest fig tree.
	I'll leave it at that.
	No, that's okay.
	You can tell me where you live.
	Oh, it's a place called Fig Springs.
	In what state?
	Arizona.
	Arizona, okay.
	Yes, near Cayman.
	Alright.
	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 were just hanging out in the main trailer.
	We caretook, my parents caretook the land for the people who owned it.
	And we're just talking about different stuff.
	It's nighttime.
	And I started getting really nervous.
	I was pretty young at the time.
	Started getting very, very nervous.
	About like I am now, as a matter of fact.
	And the other two people who 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.
	You can see in the living room, there's a bed there.
	And he was floating about a foot off the bed.
	And about that time, I said to my mom and the other person, I think we should leave now.
	Describe this.
	As best you can.
	Floating, you said.
	Yeah, he was just lying there nonchalantly, like, uh, nothing, or just kicking back on the bed, except he wasn't on the bed, he was above the bed.
	But in, yeah, but what I'm trying to get at is, in every other way, fully materialized?
	Uh, he was partly see-through.
	He wasn't totally solid.
	Uh-huh.
	Yeah.
	Like partly there, partly not type of thing.
	I've seen a lot of ghosts before like that.
	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 coming through a door.
	Okay.
	I'll be sure and check that out.
	But anyhow, we decided to get out of there.
	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, um, 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.
	Yes.
	And like a small tin or aluminum garbage can flying in the air.
	Really?
	It makes a circle around me and I hear a crash behind this one little rock shed that was up there.
	I was frozen on 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 and investigated to 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.
	Yes, that's right.
	And the ground wind was not that bad.
	So what are you saying happened to you?
	This piece of metal was about the size of an average living room.
	There's 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 and 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's bullet holes, oh brother.
	Alright, 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, uh, 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, you know, 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, uh, 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.
	Use of the Rockies, you're on the air.
	Hello?
	Yes?
	Yeah, hi.
	This is Mark from St.
	Louis.
	Hello, Mark.
	Um, 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.
	Oh, the dog-like creature, yes.
	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 for me.
	I was the youngest, she was the next one up.
	Right.
	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.
	Yes.
	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 Not quite yet asleep.
	I was in bed.
	My sister, 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 night time.
	I have no idea.
	I'm trying to remember how late it was, but I know... It doesn't matter.
	Go ahead.
	Yeah, everybody in the house was asleep.
	The lights were off, and I saw something come through the bedroom door at first.
	Now, when you say come through the bedroom door, do you mean... Like your picture, only this had no definition on that picture on your website.
	Oh, you've seen... Have you seen that picture?
	Yeah, you could make out eye sockets and things on your picture.
	I mean, oh my God, that thing is... I almost thought that door looked like there was something superimposed.
	It's either in that door or coming through it.
	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 is such a thing as darker than or blacker than night.
	That's the best way for me to describe this thing because your eyes will gradually adjust
	to even a dark room.
	That's correct.
	So I thought I see something really, it was like a black void is the best way I could
	describe it.
	No dimensions, it was just a black void.
	It was about where somebody's head would be, that high up on the door.
	I remember squinting my eyes and opening them again and thinking what the heck is that?
	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 was it poked his head through just a little bit and on the side of its head I saw on the side of its head I could see a 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 scared and scared 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'll never forget the way it moved.
	It was like a burglar, like he would move, like if he was tiptoeing.
	It was very, like almost stalking the room with your 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.
	Well, you know, long tendrils, this sounds classically like a shadow person story.
	Exactly.
	And you describe it as blacker than black.
	Blacker than black.
	Something that would be black within a totally dark room.
	Yes, exactly.
	And there's something I want to describe here because I think this is just as important or prominent as the actual seeing it.
	Sure.
	There was, and again this is from a kid, so 7 or 8 years old.
	I felt a presence of evil like you would not imagine.
	There was no way even at that young 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.
	Well, that's... 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.
	I don't know if that's possible.
	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.
	Alright?
	I know you're out there this afternoon trying to get through, so Keep trying.
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	otherwise use any other line.
	West of the Rockies, you're on the air, hello.
	Hello, Art.
	Hi.
	We don't have a whole lot of time before the top of the hour, sir.
	Let me do this real quickly.
	Alright.
	I'm a retired sheriff's captain.
	Yes, sir.
	One night, the dispatch supervisor ran out of paper and a computer and wanted me to go with her into the courthouse to retrieve some paper.
	She would not go there alone.
	This is an old western courthouse in which the jail was in the basement.
	A number of people have been hung there, and killed themselves there, and she was scared to death of it.
	Right.
	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, 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.
	Holy moly!
	When I, 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.
	I don't know what to say about that.
	This cat, this cat was, uh, this cat just scared me to death.
	I mean, it was not, it was not a physical cat.
	It was a, it was a, uh, she, she told me that from that day forward, she'd never go back in there again.
	And she said that was the first time.
	I don't blame her.
	I wouldn't do it either.
	Uh, 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.
	You're welcome.
	Thank you very much, officer, and take care.
	So many, Law enforcement officers, uh, people who are trained to observe things.
	A cat that attacks and kisses, arches its back, attacks you and jumps right through?
	I'm inside but you don't speak to any faces.
	I'm coming in.
	Some velvet mornin' when I'm free I'm gonna open up your gate
	The sun fell this morning when I was free.
	I'm gonna open up your gate.
	And maybe tell you about Phedra.
	And maybe tell you about the lady drug And how she gave me life
	And how she gave me life.
	And how she made it in Some velvet mornin' when I'm free Flowers growin' on our hill Rides and cries and sad fortells
	And how she made it in.
	The sun fell this morning when I was free.
	Flowers blowing on our hill.
	Birds and flies and caterpillars.
	Life on our hill, very much it Not that I, but you know that I
	Fly from us, very mighty.
	Look at us, but do not rush.
	Bet your ears my name To rechart now 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
	rechart at 1-775-727-1222 Or use the wildcard line at 1-775-727-1295 To rechart on
	the toll free international line And have them dial 800-893-0903 This is Coast to Coast AM
	with Art Bell On the Premier Radio Networks
	Good morning everybody, this actually is Coast to Coast 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.
	Hi there.
	Hi, you're in Guam, huh?
	I am.
	Actually, I guess you're on Guam, not in Guam.
	Thank you, I always say I'm on Guam.
	I'm from Chicago, so if I can be on something, it's kind of nice.
	Listening to KGUM.
	Uh, yeah, K-57.
	That's it, K-57.
	Yep.
	Well, I guess it's, what, a Saturday evening there by now, huh?
	It is.
	The sun is now starting to set.
	Actually, it is starting to go down now.
	Okay, alright.
	Uh, well, what's up?
	Well, um, I'm really sorry that, uh, True Tomorrow didn't get through here first.
	Um, hopefully more will come in.
	Um, ghost stories are, or spirit stories, might be more accurate, are very much a part of the culture here and are experienced, uh, very regularly.
	Um, on island, they're usually referred to as the Tautamona, which I believe, um, literally translated means the original ones.
	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?
	I, 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 were mentioning earlier.
	You didn't use the word violence, but... Oh no, there was a lot of violence.
	People were burned in caves on Okinawa.
	Sure.
	Not much different here.
	It's kind of scary.
	But there's also something called the Duendes, which is really more... It's a breath out.
	It was so intense.
	And I couldn't believe this was happening to me.
	Instantly, like the last caller who said that he prayed to Jesus and he tried to get something, nothing happened.
	Well, that wasn't the case for me.
	I prayed to Jesus and I prayed to the Lord and I asked them to cast whatever it was out of my room and it took no longer than ten minutes.
	It felt like an hour.
	And it smelled really bad.
	Like rotten eggs.
	Like rotten eggs.
	Okay, well, we're going to dub that one the Mr. Hinky Monster.
	It hovered over him.
	And it was foul.
	Heh.
	That's actually scary stuff, you know.
	I mean, it's really scary stuff.
	What are these things?
	What are these things?
	West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
	Hello.
	Hello.
	Hi.
	How's it going?
	Yeah, um, I have an entity attack story.
	You do, huh?
	I mean, I've got this special entity attack line, and you guys, there's so many of them, you're leaking into my other lines.
	Okay.
	Well, you know, it's amazing to think, though, that how common I think it actually is.
	Apparently.
	Yeah, it's, uh...
	I think, well I have a theory on what happened, but first let me tell you what happened to me.
	Sure.
	Okay, when I was about eight, probably about eight years old, I remember I was at a house that I was living at with my grandparents and my father and his ex-wife to me.
	Well, I was in the room, okay, and I was scared, you know, just basically because of the dark.
	I didn't like sleeping in the dark, but so then my dad left the front door of the bedroom door open with the hall light on so that I wouldn't be quite as afraid.
	I began to lay down and I remember I was still you know kind of scared and I laid there for a while and I remember feeling afraid still but I hit my head under the covers you know like kids do but I was too afraid to go to sleep so I know I wasn't 100% awake and I felt a presence like I have through my life at many times actually but I felt this presence and I was on a bunk bed and I was on the top bunk And whatever this was, of course I believe it was a spirit, well, it pushed me on my chest.
	Now when it pushed me on my chest, it didn't just, like, push me and, you know, I felt the push.
	I mean, it pushed me.
	So if I'd been on the bottom bunk, I would have seen this giant indentation forming, right?
	Yeah, you probably would have.
	And you would have also heard the pump that came when I bounced off the bed and hit the ceiling directly from it.
	You hit the ceiling?
	I hit the ceiling because it was really close to the ceiling anyways, and it was a pretty bouncy mattress.
	But when it pushed me and I bounced and I hit the ceiling, I remember I was so frozen Yes sir.
	fear and I could barely yell, but when I finally was able to, my dad knew I was scared so he
	came in there and I told him something pushed me and I told him that it hurt my chest and
	so he opened up my chest and you know it's funny with all the stories that you've had
	on your programs of people saying that there are hand prints and things, well sure enough
	I had two hand prints on my chest, which is weird.
	Anyway, no, it's not weird because it verifies what you just said
	What did your dad say?
	Well, my dad and my family, I mean, I don't mean to sound, you know, like everybody's got their ghost stories and stuff, but my family, we've been very open to these types of occurrences, but, you know, it's like... Yeah, but I, you know, I'm not going to say these aren't ghosts, because who the heck really knows.
	Exactly.
	But I think I do.
	I do know that they are personally from within, but that's just something different.
	I myself... Oh, you believe from within?
	You know, the monster of the it?
	In other words, you created this thing yourself?
	Well, my perception itself of its existence.
	Like, in other words, why would it actually have the ability to physically assault somebody if it's not physical?
	I believe it is because of the awareness of what it wants to do and sometimes if you are
	fearful like a child often is, then it plays on fear and that which is of fear becomes
	and manifests into physical.
	See what I mean?
	I see exactly what you mean and I think that is entirely possible that the amount of fear
	is actually able to generate that which is feared, it builds on itself and it feeds on
	itself and you create it.
	Exactly.
	That's as good an explanation as any.
	And perfect love, you know, it's been said in the Bible, you know, not that I'm a Bible thumper, but, you know, it's like, I can see validity in all religions.
	By faith, I'm a Christian, but I couldn't see Jesus giving Buddha a black eye, you know.
	But I think, without a doubt, hands down, that perfect love, as it says, casts out fear, but I think perfect love comes through Can you know perfect love without having experienced perfect fear, perfect anger, perfect depression?
	In other words, can you understand perfect love until you've been in the other place?
	You are sensitive to these things and that is why it comes to children a lot.
	Can you know perfect love without having experienced perfect fear, perfect anger, perfect depression?
	You know in other words can you understand perfect love until you have been in the other
	place?
	Well you know believe it or not my personal feel on that is that when you actually feel
	perfect love and when you experience it and you find it, of course it does come through
	rising above not being perfect.
	But see, rising above not being perfect has to come through serious pain.
	Yeah.
	It's the medicine of the soul.
	That's what I think too, sir.
	Thank you very, very much for the call.
	I just don't think you could know it and certainly not appreciate it.
	Unless you had experienced the opposite.
	On my entity attack line, you are on the air.
	Hello.
	Yeah.
	I'm Richard in Houston.
	Hi, Richard.
	About 1979, I was sleeping here beside my wife.
	I woke up, something was pushing me down onto the mattress.
	And I couldn't see anything.
	I could see the ceiling and all.
	And I was desperate.
	I couldn't breathe.
	I couldn't yell.
	I tried to yell and all that came out was a little bitty squeak in my voice and I was frantic.
	Was it like hands of pressure?
	It was a weight on my entire body.
	Alright, so an overall weight.
	Overall weight.
	And I struggled and struggled and struggled harder and I was getting desperate for breath.
	And I must have struggled harder or something.
	I just gave up because when it quit, when it let up, the mattress rose an inch or two.
	And then it was gone.
	If you had not struggled against it, what do you think would have happened?
	I have no idea.
	I was in a panic.
	Well, I'm sure you were.
	But you didn't consider what might have occurred.
	Well, no.
	You mean given in to it?
	Well, or just not struggled.
	Perhaps somebody else might have imagined they couldn't struggle against something like this and they would have just submitted.
	I don't know.
	I know it was heavier than I am.
	I weighed 200.
	Oh, by the way, can I mention one more thing?
	Yes.
	That sound you have with a Bigfoot?
	Yes.
	That's not a Bigfoot.
	That's a U.S.
	Navy sonar.
	Well, people have... How do I know?
	Well, yeah, but how do I know is more important.
	I know the sound.
	I'm a retired chief sonar man.
	I heard that sound many hours.
	Believe me, I've heard this, but we have providence on the sound, sir.
	In other words, we know who recorded it.
	Where they were in the woods, uh, not undersea.
	A lot of people have said it sounds like sonar, and I understand that it does sound a little bit like that.
	But, uh, trust me when I tell you we have the Providence on this tape, and, uh, that, that, it is not, uh, sonar.
	We know who recorded it and where.
	Wild Card Line, you're on the air.
	Hello.
	Art?
	Yes?
	Well, you cut me off on the other line, but I have an attack story, but I wasn't alone.
	I had someone with me.
	What do you mean?
	Well, I was with my girlfriend in the desert.
	This happened in March of 1993.
	And what happened?
	Well, I was observing some lights about a hundred miles away coming from the south, going due north.
	Looked like it was coming from San Diego up over Palm Springs.
	And I observed this for about 10 minutes.
	I called my girlfriend's attention to this.
	We were camping out near 29 Palms.
	Right.
	And I did my last year and a half in the Navy at Top Gun.
	There's so many aircraft flying around down there, it's hard to keep track of them.
	Sure.
	This one got my attention, and I couldn't tell you exactly why, but And this sounds bizarre, but I've never told anyone this
	story.
	Well, we've got less than a minute, so...
	Well, I'm dying to know if there's other people that had something like this happen, but this
	ball, this light ball, came out of this large craft, and it came right up in front of us
	about 48 inches away.
	It was about the size of a basketball.
	It was extremely brilliant.
	It looked like the end of a sparkler, and it literally, I could feel it scan my brain
	quickly, and then it went to my girlfriend, and it spent some time with her, and then
	it left.
	It shot up into the sky and went back to this large craft.
	She was very traumatized by this and spent about eight months in therapy.
	Boy, that's some story.
	And you, you sound okay, huh?
	Well, we were frightened to death.
	I know.
	Believe me, I understand.
	All right, thank you very much.
	From a craft, a ball of light scanning the brain and then... Wonder what it did with the information that it downloaded from you.
	Apparently.
	I'm Art Bell.
	This is Coast to Coast AM.
	We should see some of the fast blasts that I'm getting tonight.
	Shelly in California writes, I was attacked by a spirit who plunged a butcher knife into my pillow and then told me what he wanted.
	Shelly, you should fast blast me your phone number.
	No one else will see it, just me.
	And I'll call you and we'll get that story on the air.
	So, if you have a similar story, and it's really a very, very good one, You know, you can fast blast me a phone number, and I'd be more than happy to get hold of you.
	In the meantime, the lines are jammed, so the odds of any single person making it through are, you know, somewhat slim.
	On my entity attack line, you are on the air.
	Hello.
	Hello there.
	How are you doing?
	I'm... well, I'm okay.
	Good, sir.
	Um, Mr. Paul calling from KFTE.
	Uh, Sacramento?
	Sacramento, right?
	Yes, sir.
	Uh-huh.
	Okay.
	Uh, I'm a...
	System passed in church.
	6'9", 370 pounds.
	You are 6'9", 370?
	Yes, sir.
	Aye, aye, aye.
	So you're not like a bouncer for the church, right?
	Oh, no, sir.
	Of course not.
	This is what happened, sir.
	Even I don't believe it, but it happened.
	Matter of fact, it happened this year in March.
	I was in bed, sleeping.
	Next thing you know, Of course, I have a specialized California king-size bed to sleep in.
	Uh-huh.
	I'm so big.
	However, it went through, right through the door, that entity.
	It went right through the door.
	I'm looking right at it, and it's coming right towards me.
	And just about, I'm getting ready to leap on it, because I thought it was someone, you know, broken in the house.
	Yeah, of course.
	And when I looked at it, I said, whoa, no face.
	No face.
	It's like, um... That's bad.
	Yes.
	Very bad.
	No face.
	It wasn't walking.
	It was gliding towards me.
	Gliding.
	Another bad sign.
	No hands.
	Real bad.
	And it said, I'm going to get you.
	Oh, man.
	I said, I'm sorry, but you're not going to get me.
	And all of a sudden, it stopped.
	It reversed.
	Floated.
	It said, if I'm not going to get you, I'm going to get your wife.
	He went towards my wife, grabbed her ankles, threw her off the bed, onto the floor.
	It hit her head, and the whole body hit the floor.
	Big loud thump.
	God.
	Immediately I got up, and I wanted to just, of course, beat the hell out of whatever it was.
	Immediately, as soon as I turned the light on, it was gone.
	And your wife?
	My wife?
	On her.
	ankles. She's a very light-skinned woman. There was two marks, I should say not two,
	but two hand imprints, eight in total. And they looked like imprints of a hand. And immediately,
	we're looking at it, up her, this is on the ankle now, up, going up on the ankle towards
	her middle inner thigh, it started to bleed. This skin started to bleed. Immediately, of
	of course, the applied pressure on it, it stops.
	Was there a physical cut?
	You know, a reason for the bleeding?
	Or was this just blood through the skin?
	Uh, this was just, say, blood coming from and through the skin.
	No cut at all.
	Holy moly.
	And it's amazing because, remember, this happened in March of this year.
	Yes.
	I'm a heart patient.
	A month later... You're lucky to still be alive now.
	That's correct.
	A month later, I was in the hospital.
	Uh, in San Francisco.
	And, um, the same thing happened to me again.
	On my post-pediatric for a couple days, I was there for three weeks in the hospital.
	What happened was, on the third night, my heart stopped.
	Wow.
	Yeah, it just stopped.
	I didn't know it stopped.
	Because, uh, immediately off to the right, it was the same entity again.
	It reminded me of, um, the headless, um, what's it called?
	Headless horseman?
	Yes.
	Uh-huh.
	I mean, nothing, I mean, the hood, the hood, no face, and it said, it's time to come with me now.
	I looked at him, I said, I'm not scared of you, whoever you are, and I'm not coming with you.
	Immediately, it said that, it was coming towards me, and then, automatically, the nurse or the doctor was putting those two, what do you call that stuff?
	Paddles?
	Yeah, paddles on my chest.
	Immediately I woke up.
	And I said, what happened?
	He said, I went into heart failure.
	And my heart stopped for the last eight seconds.
	Holy smokes.
	Listen, you don't have to answer this if you don't want to, but I am curious.
	Yes.
	What kind of life have you led?
	Afterwards?
	Well, no.
	No, no.
	Previously.
	What type of life?
	Yeah, in other words, Well, let me sort of lay it out this way.
	It seems as though at critical moments you're having encounters with folks that aren't likely to lead you to the up escalator.
	And I'm just kind of curious what kind of life you led.
	Oh, I got married.
	Wow.
	A year out of college.
	I'm 45 years old now.
	I played professional football for one year.
	Had to stop because of the heart.
	I was born with a heart problem.
	Who did you play for?
	Seattle, Seattle.
	You played for the Seahawks?
	Yes.
	And then after I got waived, my wife is from Hawaii.
	So I went to Hawaii and I got hired over there on a very prominent bank over there.
	I stayed there for the last, wow, 18, 19 years.
	Just got back recently.
	Again, the heart started to act up again.
	That's why I had to get out of that banking environment.
	I left as Senior Vice President of the bank.
	Banking is probably as bad as professional football for the heart.
	Yes, it is.
	Again, I've been listening to the program the last 15 years and I was inclined to call Because this is true.
	I can't believe it.
	I mean, it only happened once.
	It happened twice.
	And it's very, very, very... I wasn't scared.
	It's just, my wife is petrified.
	Would have done the trick for me.
	What's it like listening to other people with, you know, somewhat similar stories?
	Well, it must be strange.
	I mean, I'm sure a lot of people think this only happens to them and maybe in the movies.
	Oh, no.
	Again, I remember I used to be an assistant pastor in the church.
	Right.
	Had stock of the heart.
	I heard many, many stories in the church.
	I went to a Catholic I'm sorry, what do you call those guys?
	Could have been a bishop.
	Yeah, it could have been about five years ago to help assist him exercise a person.
	And I firmly believe that whatever it was, was probably following me.
	Because the person, it took about a long time to get that energy out of that particular individual.
	And it was very, very Well, I hope in the future, any future crisis you have brings something a little brighter to light your way, my friend.
	Thank you so much for the call.
	Oh, you're welcome, sir.
	You take care.
	Well, I hope in the future, any future crisis you have brings something a little brighter
	to light your way, my friend.
	Thank you so much for the call.
	Oh, you're welcome, sir.
	You take care.
	Wow.
	You just, you know, you never know.
	I mean, when you open up these kinds of lines, you never, you never know what you're gonna get.
	And, uh, we're definitely getting our money's worth tonight.
	I had no idea that there really were so many people, there are so many of you out there that have been attacked in such a violent way.
	It's astounding.
	Wildcard Line, you're on the air.
	Hello?
	Yes.
	Hello?
	Yeah, I went to Job Corps back in the early 80s and met a guy that told me stories about how him and his family were severely attacked by demons all the time.
	And that his little brother and stuff would end up with black eyes and just bad luck all the time.
	I mean, it was horrible.
	The way he described his life they'd be like driving out of the parking lot and the wheels would fall off their cars and just numerous accounts of just horrible encounters with different type of entities in their home and stuff and we were talking one night and all of a sudden out of the blue right up in the little corner of the room It was like there were tens of thousands of angels in a circle looking down on us.
	It was like all these eyes were just beaming down on us.
	Yes.
	And I know this sounds really freaky, but I'm telling you, at the same time, we both seen it and just chills just went up and down our body.
	And it was the most frightening thing.
	I mean, it was frightening, but in another sense, it was kind of... Maybe that was a circle of protection.
	It may have been, but I tell you, uh, and when I was, me and my brother were children, we used to get visited by this woman called the Dostal Woman.
	She used to climb down out of the attic from the closet.
	She lived, or appeared in, she lived in that closet, you believe?
	Yeah, she came down out of the attic every night.
	Every night?
	Yeah, and she would look at us and stuff.
	She was a dark figure.
	And I mean, you talk about two scared kids.
	We were horrified.
	Our hair would stand up on the back of our necks and just goosebumps all over us.
	And we would try to scream and you couldn't get nothing out, you know, because you're so horrified.
	And what did she want?
	I don't know.
	We told our mom and dad about it and our mom, uh, She kind of believed us, but our dad, you know, he always was real skeptical.
	He didn't believe anything.
	One night, it sounded like somebody was setting the table in the dining room with knives, forks, spoons, plates, just like somebody was setting the table.
	Right.
	Like about 2.30 in the morning.
	Yes.
	And my brother and I, we were petrified, you know, because we had this room right off the dining room, and my mom and dad were in the front of the house.
	And we were witnessing all this stuff and we could see like two legs, white legs.
	Do you know what I mean?
	Like the pajamas of the old old-fashioned pajamas?
	Sure.
	Yeah, with the like lace around the bottom?
	Sure, sure.
	Now we would see two legs jumping over the table back and forth and then walk around the table And you can hear plates and stuff being set out on the table.
	Then the spirit would come through the doorway there into our room and walk around our bed.
	And grab our legs and stuff, and it was just horrible.
	I mean, we were petrified kids for a long time.
	We lived with this, you know, and this is the first time I've ever told anybody, you know, and I know a lot of people are hearing this right now, but... Yeah, it's not something you would... Yeah, but it's a better way to be able to tell this kind of thing, really, because what people would think if you told them this.
	Yeah.
	And I tell you, we've had so many things happen, Art.
	I could go on and on and on.
	We're the ones that had the rocks raining on us.
	The rocks raining on you?
	Yes, this is very true.
	In California, Missouri, it rained rocks on us for three days.
	Yeah, I know.
	Someone else gave us that a little while ago.
	I find that you don't have a hard time with that one.
	Three days of rocks.
	Shoulda had, uh, lots of pictures, huh?
	East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
	Hello.
	Hello?
	Hello!
	Okay, I wasn't sure if it was me.
	Uh, yes it is.
	Where are you?
	I'm in, uh, Hickson, Tennessee.
	Yes, ma'am.
	My name is Mary.
	I've been listening to you for a long time.
	How's your back, by the way?
	Uh, actually, Mary, it's better than it's been in a long, long time.
	Good, I'm glad.
	We missed you.
	Well, I did, anyway.
	Um, I wanted to talk to you about the attacks, also.
	Okay.
	All my life, I've... myself and my family have been attacked by things.
	With most of the time, it's in the bed or in the bedroom.
	Yup, that seems to be almost, almost a constant.
	In fact, one night, something was grabbing my hand like it was trying to pull me out of bed.
	Another night, I woke up, I couldn't breathe, and I just saw two red eyes and this black figure.
	Red eyes?
	Red eyes.
	I hate red eyes.
	I don't like them either.
	It scared me, and that happened more than once.
	I couldn't breathe, I couldn't scream, I couldn't move.
	It was like a battle of wills.
	That's the only way I could describe it was a battle of wills to get this thing off of me.
	I have had out-of-body experiences and I've been chased by them.
	I know.
	I really like to ask this question.
	If you hadn't resisted, if you had let this thing, this black thing with red eyes, proceed to what it was going to do, if you'd been frozen in fear and couldn't have moved, what do you think would have happened?
	Well, I was frozen, but it wasn't in fear.
	I just couldn't move.
	But I think it was trying to take me over.
	I believe this.
	Possession?
	Yeah.
	And it's not just myself this has happened to.
	It's happened to my husband.
	It's happened to a couple of my brothers.
	Well, the thing about possession is we have no way of knowing how many possessed people there are.
	I mean, it may well be that the changes in personality, at least in the beginning, are fairly subtle.
	But the possession increasingly takes control once it occurs.
	And how would we ever know, any of us here on Earth, how many are really possessed?
	I don't know about anyone else, but I've always... I can feel if there's something wrong with people.
	And I can usually see it in their aura.
	Well, there certainly are people where, you know, you just immediately know something is really wrong.
	I believe my father was possessed because he was one of the most evil men I ever met in my life.
	Your own father?
	My own father.
	I believe he was possessed because he enjoyed hurting people.
	And he didn't care who knew.
	And he was charismatic.
	He was like the devil incarnate himself.
	You mean in other ways he was charismatic?
	Yeah.
	He could be cruel and mean and nobody seemed to see it.
	Huh.
	Even though he was being mean and cruel to them.
	It's like They didn't even, they couldn't tell.
	But I've always had a sense about it, and people that are like that, I just, I can't be around.
	The satin shiv, you know.
	I don't know what it is, but I'm real sensitive to, I guess, spirits and things.
	I see things, I know things.
	Scary things.
	I know when people are going to die.
	Oh, you do?
	Yeah.
	I was going to say, maybe it simply runs in the family.
	Well, I think a lot of it has to do with the Indian background in our family.
	Oh?
	Because Indians tend to be more inclined to be open to spirits.
	And I believe my mother, her family was, her line was medicine woman.
	Well, you've got a pretty serious background there.
	Yeah.
	And so, I guess that accounts for a lot of it.
	I wonder why she, though, with her sensitivity, ended up marrying a man who had this incredible mean streak.
	Well, hers was more in the healing arts.
	She could heal with anything.
	She had a lot of the

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