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April 25, 2000 - Art Bell

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Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell - Ghost to Ghost - Open Lines

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art bell ▲ ● ▼		From the high desert and the great American Southwest, I've been to all good evening and or good morning wherever you may be across this green land of ours.
unidentified		Coming up tonight, ghost to ghost a.m.
		Nothing but ghost stories all night long, with the exception of what we're going to do here in a moment.
		Because there is news from Peter Davenport at the National UFO Recording Center in Seattle, Washington.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So we will do that, and then we will proceed with the balance of the night in nothing but ghost stories.
		As promised, my popular request, one more night of ghosts to ghosts.
		So that's all directly ahead.
		Don't move.
		All right.
		Here he comes one more time with me, Peter Davenport, who runs the National UFO Reporting Center in Seattle, Washington, takes hotline calls when stuff is happening like now, and takes online reports when it's happened, you know, a little while ago or in the future.
		Here's Peter Davenport.
		Peter.
peter davenport ▲ ● ▼		Good evening, Art.
		Good evening.
		It's great to be here tonight.
		You know, before the program, I was sort of mentally scrolling through the many, many programs we've done together.
		I think we've done quite a number of really interesting programs.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Been a few.
peter davenport ▲ ● ▼		We certainly have, and tonight's program, I think, will be no exception.
		We're running short of time, or we don't have a lot of time tonight.
		I don't want to keep those ghosts waiting at the bottom of the hour.
		What I would like to do is give a short preface.
		We've got two guests who are standing by, I know, and I'm anxious to hear them tell in their own words what they saw over Clearfield, Utah.
		That's just south of Ogden, just north of Salt Lake City, and just east of the Great Salt Lake.
		This was Thursday night, last week, the 20th of April, year 2000.
		They saw something that is astonishing.
		And part of the reason I thought I would like to feature this case and sort of close out a long string on coast to coast with this one is because we have heard this type of story before.
		We have time tonight, of course, to do only one story, but we have heard this type of report recently on several occasions.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And our guests tell it so well that I thought two witnesses, Peter, are always good to the same event.
peter davenport ▲ ● ▼		These are good witnesses, and I will leave it to our audience to judge for themselves the merits, the qualifications of our two guests tonight.
		With that being said, let me just add that they saw not one object.
		They saw five clusters of objects reportedly streak over their heads, going almost from horizon to horizon in a matter of a few seconds.
		This by any measure, any measure at all, is unusual.
		They saw five of them in rapid sequence.
		The next night, we don't have time to deal with this report, but the next night something similar was seen over Green Bay, Wisconsin.
		So with that, Art, why don't we just go to our two guests?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, we have Debbie and we have Jen, and first we have Debbie.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Debbie, hello.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Welcome to the show.
unidentified		Well, thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you're up in Utah?
unidentified		Yes, I am.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, Deb.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What did you see?
unidentified		Well, I had been at my friend Jen's house watching a movie, and it was time to go home.
		And we walked out of her condo into the parking lot, and as soon as we stepped outside, we could see what we thought was a flock of geese flying overhead.
		And Jen pointed at him and said, oh, look, you know, some geese.
		And when we looked at him for a few seconds, we realized it was dark outside, the moon was not up, and geese do not glow.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, maybe we better have both of you in here at the same time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Jennifer, is that roughly what you said?
unidentified		Yes, I pictured them as being illuminated geese.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Illuminated geese?
unidentified		Yes, and they were just directly above our heads, flying in a V-shape, a chevron shape.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And so we didn't have a lot of time to comment.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		When you say illuminated geese, when you really looked at them, this is for both of you, was there finally any question that these were or were not geese?
unidentified		Oh, there was no question.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No question.
unidentified		Within the matter of a second or two, we knew they were not geese.
		And they were traveling so fast and just staying in such a tight formation.
		And there were seven lights.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What about jet planes?
unidentified		No.
unidentified		There were actually planes in the sky that we could see flying, and we've seen a lot of jets, and this was just too fast, and there was no noise.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No noise.
unidentified		No noise.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How about contrails?
unidentified		No.
		No, these were very distinct lights.
		You could tell, we could count them.
		They were separate lights.
		And we watched them as they traveled across the sky and watched them go out of sight.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How much of a shape could you finally discern as opposed to a goose?
unidentified		That was kind of hard because we could see the light very distinctly, and it was almost like there were independent lights.
		But at the same time, we kept looking to see what they were attached to, but we couldn't see anything.
		They just gave me a little bit of a drink.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, roughly, what time was this again, local time there?
unidentified		9.30 in the evening.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		9.30.
		All right.
		So it was already obviously dark.
unidentified		Oh, yes.
unidentified		And the moon had not come up yet.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
unidentified		There was about a 15-second interval as they went from, oh, it was primarily south to north before the second group came.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A second group.
unidentified		Yes.
		And we saw them about 35 degrees off at the horizon.
		And they came about an 80 degree angle from where we were standing.
		And we spent the first the time analyzing searchlights, as Debbie said, geese.
		We tried to compare them with the airplanes flying in the area, as she said, to eliminate that, and watched them just actually cruise above our heads.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I know it's almost impossible to estimate, but if you had to guess, how high up were they compared to the jet planes that were flying?
unidentified		They seemed to me, I perceived them as being lower.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		As lower.
unidentified		Yeah, I did too.
		Yeah, they seemed to be really quite a bit lower.
		That's why I think they too impressed us as being more like geese, like the heights geese would fly.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, okay, I've got you, sure.
unidentified		Yeah.
unidentified		And when we saw the second set come over of the seven, then we thought, is this circling?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I'm trying to sit here thinking, wondering, well, did they really see geese?
unidentified		Doesn't sound like it.
		No, definitely not geese.
		No, we illuminated geese in about the first three seconds because seeing illuminated geese, it was the formation that reminded us of geese.
		Right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And there's no way it could have been jet planes.
unidentified		No, no.
unidentified		They were flying much faster, and they were very close together.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		To you, were they, obviously there was enough of a light for you to discern some kind of shape?
unidentified		Well, they had, there were seven lights in the V-shape, three on each side, one in the front.
		And it just seemed as if they were attached to something, but we really, it was like you couldn't see it.
		You perceived that it was there, but you couldn't see.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So it could have been seven lights attached to one single object?
unidentified		I turned them headlights.
unidentified		That's the only way I could think of.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Headlights?
unidentified		Headlights?
unidentified		Headlights.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that's in a V-shape.
unidentified		Right.
		Yeah.
		They weren't, what she's saying is that she seemed like they were attached to the front of something.
		Yes.
		That there was an object that they were headlights on the front of something and in a V shape.
		And much to our surprise, we waited about another 15 seconds, well, probably 45 seconds.
		And, well, they came in succession, about 15 seconds apart.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sounds like close encounters of the third kind.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Coming around the mountain when she comes.
unidentified		It was really funny, but that was how it seemed to be.
		And it reminded me almost of like Tinkerbell from Peter Pan.
		Really?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, really?
unidentified		Yeah.
		These lights just zooming across.
		And when we were talking about them circling, we were standing there going, it's got to be UFO.
		And we were saying, well, maybe it's just circling around.
		And then the next set came and there were only three.
		And so then we knew that it wasn't circling.
		Yeah.
		And they all traveled the next set.
		By then, we were just goosebumps from head to toe.
		Well, we began shaking about that point.
		It wasn't just goosebumps.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That was goosebumps, you said, right?
unidentified		Goosebumps.
unidentified		Good point.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Indeed.
unidentified		And then the next set that came across was a set of 14 lights.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		14 lights.
unidentified		And we both felt that these were maybe two ships together because of the way that they were shaped.
unidentified		It was more irregular than the others, but when we talked about it a couple of days later, we thought that possibly it was two sets of seven, one flying slightly above the other one.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well then here's a critical question.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Did you ever see any of the lights, particularly in the irregular one, change position relative to the other one?
unidentified		The set of 14 is a possibility, but to be really honest, with all the excitement of everything going on.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's hard to remember.
unidentified		It is just really hard to just give you a really definite answer.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And of course you girls had low-light video cameras all set.
unidentified		Oh, definitely.
		By wish.
		By then, we were just, our chins, our mouths were hanging open, and we could hardly even talk.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I know the experience.
unidentified		And then what happened was we were anticipating it, and we were turning and facing in the direction they were coming from.
unidentified		Like robots.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you were waiting for the next set.
unidentified		Oh, yes.
		And the final set was seven.
		Another set of seven.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Another set of seven.
unidentified		Flying in a V. Holy smokes.
		And that was the end of the show.
		We waited for about three minutes outside just watching and waiting and shaking.
		And what do we do?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Boy, I hear that.
		Listen, what was it like between the two of you?
		I really like to ask this because my wife and I went through it.
		And so what was it like between the two of you after all this happened?
		Obviously, at some point, you went back inside and you sat down and talked about it.
unidentified		Well, we, first off, were going, we were still standing outside and we kept asking, what do we do?
		What are we going to do?
		And we kept saying over and over again, oh my gosh, oh my gosh.
		That was our most common statement between the two of us and commenting on what is it trying to eliminate the possibilities of searchlight, of airplanes, of everything else as they kept flying over.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's good that you sat there and went through that deductive reasoning.
unidentified		Yes.
		Yes, we did.
		And seeing them just come turning like robots and seeing them come out of the horizon, or almost out of a star or something, was incredible.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you were particularly lucky.
		Most people don't get that much of a show, you know, one after another after another.
		That's great.
		And so you really had an opportunity to observe.
unidentified		Well, I think the thing that we were talking about afterwards that was the most profound for us was the silence.
		I lived on Beale Air Force Base and saw SR-71s flying in and out all of the time and thought they were the most beautiful flying objects I have ever seen.
		But this, Debbie and I were commenting on how graceful and how majestic these were flying or cruising in their silence.
		And that's what impressed me the most about it, was just seeing them cruise across the sky just in this graceful mode as though they had command of the universe.
		And that's what took me by surprise more than that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Maybe they do.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Maybe they do.
unidentified		I think so.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, gee, have you ever seen anything like this before?
unidentified		I never have.
unidentified		Never.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Never.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		When you all heard stories about stuff like this, what did you used to think?
unidentified		Well, my father was an aeronautical engineer in the space program, and I grew up with always a knowing of a possibility.
		And so I didn't doubt it at all, and I've never doubted it.
		But this experience was so incredible.
		It still, you know, it's been five days, and I still have to keep reminding myself that it really happened.
		And I feel the same way about it.
		Like Debbie, I've had no problem accepting UFOs as being a fact.
		And for the last umpteen years, every trip I've taken at night, I've spent scanning the skies.
		And that's why when I stepped out of my condo and looked up, it was so natural for me to do that.
		And there it was.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Scan as you would.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		This was your first.
unidentified		This was my first.
		I have never seen a UFO.
		And coming back here tonight to be on the phone was just so strange.
		I haven't been back since the sighting.
		And standing in the parking lot and looking up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, all I can say is welcome to the ever-growing club.
unidentified		We're proud to be members.
unidentified		We sure are.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Debbie, Jen, thank you both so much.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you've had an experience that you will not forget for as long as you live.
unidentified		Never.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good night.
unidentified		Thank you, Art.
unidentified		Thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, you bet.
		Good night, you two.
		Report.
		There it is, Peter.
		Wow.
peter davenport ▲ ● ▼		I thought our audience would like to hear us close off with that case, Art.
		It was dramatic.
		Five groups of lights streaking overhead.
		One thing they didn't emphasize is they went almost from horizon to horizon in five to ten seconds, estimated time.
		I'm going to be talking about this case and many others like it up in Vancouver, B.C. on the 6th of May, just about a week and a half from now at the planetarium up there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, really?
peter davenport ▲ ● ▼		Also going to be showing that incredible videotape of the fireball going over Ontario after we did that program with Amy A. Baer out of Texas.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, what an incredible hunk of video.
peter davenport ▲ ● ▼		Oh, I think it's the most dramatic video we have in our possession here at the National UFO Reporting Center.
		I'm going to be showing that and talking about many other cases.
		I think people will enjoy it.
		I hope they'll come and join us and see what we have.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, where and when again, please?
peter davenport ▲ ● ▼		It's going to be at the planetarium in Vancouver, B.C., 7.30 p.m. on Saturday, the 6th of May, just about a week and a half from now, sponsored by the UFO BC group up there.
		And I'm looking forward to it tremendously.
		I think it's going to be a good program.
		But we have a lot of cases.
		What we've touched on, you know, just a general statement, despite the many, many programs we've done, I think I've probably presented less than 1% or a fraction thereof of all the material we have up here.
		And where is the press?
		Where is our government?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All the people like Debbie and Jen, so many hundreds, thousands, even millions of people who have seen these things.
		Peter, what can I say?
		After all the years, my friend, thank you so very much.
peter davenport ▲ ● ▼		It has been fun.
		Thank God for Coast to Coast and Art Belt.
		That's all I can say.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good night, Peter.
		Great run.
		Good night.
		Good night, my friend.
		There you have it.
		Two new initiates.
		All right, Ghost to Ghost is coming up next.
		Ghost stories only.
unidentified		Ghost stories only.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, just a couple of things before we begin.
		One, I just took a webcam photograph of my wild cat, Comet.
		I have a wild cat.
		When I tell you that this cat is wild, I'm telling you this cat is as wild as any creature, large cat, you would encounter in an unexpected way on a mountain or maybe on the flats in Africa.
		I mean, this is a wild cat, folks.
		And if you look carefully at the picture on the webcam right now, there is no mistaking the wildness of the eyes.
		You can see what this cat is.
		It has become our friend, but to the rest of the world, it will always be a wild cat.
		And if you look carefully at it right now, you will see that wildness in those eyes.
		It's on my webcam.
		now i've got one thing i would like to read before we begin this is a I get a lot of ghost stories from cops.
		Policemen.
		By the way, I love cops on TV.
unidentified		We watch cops all the time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		But here's a fax from a cop out there that I thought you should hear.
		Art, you know, I would like to have called in tonight, but I'm working the street.
		Your programs have been entertaining and enlightening over the years.
		I'm a police officer in Salina, Kansas.
		A few years back, I was on routine patrol, driving through the new construction area along the west side of the old smoky riverbed.
		It was a little foggy, and I took a new constructed street, newly constructed street.
		The street curves along an old bend in the river past an old homestead.
		The farm buildings are now long gone, but the evidence of the elevated construction site is still there.
		I was rounding the curve and noticed an old dog first, an old tired-looking bloodhound.
		Then I saw the figure with a feed sickle, the tight with the wooden handle and the curved blade.
		He was wearing an old bib overalls and a straw hat, tired old boots, a work shirt with sleeves cut out.
		It's cop for you, boy.
		They'll get that description right down.
		They were walking the opposite direction of the patrol unit.
		I was not real anxious to make contact with this individual because he looked angry.
		But due to thefts in the area, I made the U-turn in the grass and was back in a few seconds.
unidentified		Both he and the dog were gone.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I got out, walked around over the riverbank, no sign of them, no footprints, nothing.
		I've worked this shift for seven years.
		Nothing like this before.
		I've been in law enforcement for over 15 years, and I sure would like to know the truth behind this story.
		As a child in the city, we used to walk through that old homestead.
		There were the remains of an old two-story house and a barn that was falling down.
		Many kids in the area refused to go down there, stating the grounds were haunted.
		It never slowed me down a bit.
		It was just another interesting piece of dying history.
unidentified		But now, I wonder.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's from Glenn.
		Good morning, Glenn.
		There's your story.
		All right, here we go.
		Once again, I'm requesting of the audience no great goodbyes tonight, just ghost stories.
		That's what we're here for.
		That's what you're going to get.
		And if you are one who doubts that something survives when the human body gives out, then you'll be wanting to listen throughout the night tonight.
		It'll help you.
		First time caller line, you're on Ghost to Ghost AM.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi there.
unidentified		This is Marshall.
unidentified		I'm at Ground Zero, Bellevue, Nebraska.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, Marshall, you're going.
		Oh, Bellevue, huh?
		You're going to have to.
		That's the one they destroyed, right?
		No, not yet.
		In a movie, I meant.
		Listen, you're going to have to speak up good and loud for me.
		You're not too loud, Marshall.
		Is this a little better?
		It's better, sir.
		Okay.
unidentified		This happened over a period of, I'd say, 15 years.
		About 22 years ago, me and my wife got married, and we bought this place from my dad.
		It had four rental properties on it, okay?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay.
unidentified		Then we had our first.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You mean four individual houses or something?
unidentified		Two houses.
unidentified		One had one apartment, and the other house, big house, had three apartments in it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Gotcha.
unidentified		So we took the basement and the top middle floor and rented the top and the back.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Gotcha.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay.
unidentified		So we had our firstborn about a year later.
		Then we had another son about another year later.
		So when they were about five or six, they said, Daddy, we can't sleep at night.
		They said, why?
		I said, there's an old man with a hat on and he keeps looking through the window at us.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, really?
unidentified		Saying, oh, boy, we've got a peeking tom.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you believe them, right?
unidentified		Oh, yeah.
		You know, I would believe them, you know.
		But the only problem is the window's about 20 foot off the ground.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That is a problem.
unidentified		So I'm saying, these kids, you know what, I don't think they're lying to me or nothing.
		And all through this time, we had the train tracks right behind my house about 150 yards.
		And we'd get these big, heavy grain trains, and they would shake the whole house.
		And we'd get glasses falling out of the cupboards and stuff because they were old cupboards and everything like that, you know.
		So we didn't pay it much attention.
		So what happened is, is all of a sudden I worked at that time for the railroad at night.
		My wife called me up one night and she says, somebody was looking over her bed, a silhouette of a man.
		So she gently reached over and turned on the light and poof, it was gone.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Now, you mean actually in the room?
unidentified		In the room above her bed, right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Above her bed.
unidentified		Looking over her, an old man with a hat.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's really bad.
unidentified		Okay.
		As, you know, then we'd be like Saturday morning, we'd be sleeping in, and she says, oh, we better get up.
		Why?
		And I said, the kids are up.
		You can hear them walking around upstairs.
		You can hear the TV on.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Now let me guess.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You went into the kids' room, and there they were sleeping.
unidentified		Sleeping.
unidentified		Front door with a dead bolt.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah.
unidentified		Wide open, stereos on, TVs on.
unidentified		Yeah?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How could you live in a house like that?
unidentified		Well, I thought it was all BS myself until my wife.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Up until now, it was your children and your wife.
unidentified		Right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Bad enough, but you hadn't seen anything.
unidentified		Oh, I didn't see nothing.
		I just kind of pacified them.
		Yeah, yeah, okay, whatever.
		Well, this happened all through, you know, as they're Growing up, okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		This was over 15 years.
unidentified		15 years, and see what really happened.
unidentified		We started remodeling the house, and it started progressively getting worse.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that's because you were making it angry.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You were changing what it was used to.
unidentified		Oh, yeah, it was really getting angry.
unidentified		Towards last, it started building fires, but I'll get to that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Building fires?
unidentified		Oh, yeah.
unidentified		I got a big wood burner downstairs, and throughout the summertime, what we would do, instead of taking it out the trash, I'd just stick it in the wood burner and run upstairs to put it in the garbage, right?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		Well, all of a sudden, here it's summertime out, the wood burner's going.
		She asked me why did I start the fire?
		I didn't start the fire.
		She said the wood burner's on.
		Because it's one of them that turn on and it blows heat throughout the whole house, you know?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Yeah, we don't need to, you know, it's 100 degrees outside.
unidentified		We don't need the furnace, you know, the wood burner.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I hear that, yes.
unidentified		So anyway, my wife went to California with one of her girlfriends, seen a bunch of friends out there, and my grandma's took the two boys.
		Okay, here I am.
		I just, what do you call it?
		One of my days off, because I worked nights at that time.
		I just got into bed, and our basement was our master bedroom back then.
		And here, Lorna, you know how it is when you're just kind of getting ready to doze off and everything.
		And here's a silhouette of a man with a hat on walking upstairs.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Walking upstairs.
unidentified		Walking right past me, probably 20 feet away.
unidentified		I'm going, whoa, there's somebody else in the house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		People sit and they listen to this and it just sort of hears me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Honestly, you cannot understand the terror when you've got a deadbolt and someone's in your house.
unidentified		So I gently reach into deal, grab my 9mm, cocked and load it, and I'm searching the house.
		Oh.
		Because there's somebody in here with me.
		I search that whole house head to toe, and there's nothing there.
		And after that, I believe everything my wife and my kids told me.
		Because I'll tell you what, it's just frightening.
		It just, you know, it just makes your hair on the end.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you're saying that toward the end, as you were remodeling the house.
unidentified		It started getting worse.
		So next door to me, the guy, there was a business there, and they made it into a bar.
		And his son was a deputy sheriff.
		And he got the word of this happenings going on around their house.
		He said, let me do some investigating.
		Let me find if somebody got killed or murdered in your house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay.
unidentified		And what he found out was, across the street from me was this old abandoned house.
unidentified		As long as many years I've lived here, there's nobody ever there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		Okay.
		And the guy that lived there at that time walked across the street and got hit by a semi and killed instantly.
		And his buddy lived here.
		This is probably 30, 40 years before I lived here.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you believe that house.
unidentified		Well, no, it's getting a little interesting after this.
unidentified		I also have auto-repair business here at my house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		So what I do on the side.
		Well, anyway, one of my clients, she says, I got to talk to her about it.
		She says, my uncle lived across the street.
		Okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		She says, yeah, we got, he was the one that got killed out in the street.
		I says, oh, yeah?
		She says, next time I come down, I'll bring the photograph of him.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, boy.
unidentified		Okay.
		I knew his last name and everything after this.
		So here she brings this photograph to me.
		And here's this old man with this Dick Tracy hat.
		Just exactly what we've been seeing.
		So what I ended up doing, I said, I just held the picture to my wife, you know this guy?
		And she freaked out.
		She said, that's the guy.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And the children?
unidentified		Oh, they didn't really say too much about any seen the photograph.
		But the hat, it was like a Dick Tracy hat.
		That's what they recognized, the hat partner.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that's a very disturbing story.
unidentified		So here's where it really gets interesting.
unidentified		More?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There's more?
unidentified		Oh, yeah.
		How we got rid of the ghost is we start because the house across the street was so in disrepair.
		Nobody lived in there for 10 or 15 years.
		And before that, when I was a kid, it was still there.
		We ended up getting out after the city, and the city finally tore the house down.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Tore it down.
unidentified		And after the house was torn down, that was the end of the problems.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
		Well, listen, bless your heart for telling that story.
		I say again, that's a very disturbing story.
		Because in trying to determine what a ghost is, whether it's some sort of endless remnant of a soul that has left, or it's actually the continued consciousness of a person who has passed away, there's really a big difference between the two.
		As you listen to these stories, there can be no doubt, and there will be no doubt if you continue to listen.
		The disturbing, edgy part of all this is imagining yourself as a soul, as a spirit, suddenly dead, but not gone.
		Still here with attachment to something like a house or an apartment or a car or whatever it would be.
		Your soul, in essence, everything that you are trapped in this physical place.
		That's why I think that kind of story is so disturbing because it makes one lean toward the local haunting aspect, the consciousness trapped, the spirit trapped.
		And that's a pretty damn frightening thought when you think it over.
		Wildhard Line, you're on the air.
		Hi.
unidentified		Hi, Art.
unidentified		This is the Flatiron Arts Building in Chicago, Wicker Park neighborhood.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, how are you?
unidentified		Oh, we're wonderful.
		We're wonderful.
		But we have two ghosts.
		But they're not, mind you, they're not frightening.
		And we believe here that these apparitions have traveled with our artists.
		We'll tell you two stories.
		One, about an artist from Holland who is now here, and he brought his ghost with him.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Really?
unidentified		Yes.
		One night he's working, as most artists do, at night.
		They do their creative best when it's the dark.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You bet.
unidentified		And the Ghost reappeared, and he hadn't seen this ghost for several years when he was in Holland.
		That's Amsterdam, Holland.
		And it frightened him.
		He called me in the morning, and I said, Well, hold on a second.
		We're not going to get rid of this ghost this way.
		Let's make him our friend.
		I said, Paint him.
		So, several nights later, the ghost reappeared.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Do you want paint him?
unidentified		Paint him on a canvas.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay.
unidentified		He painted him on the canvas.
		The ghost has not bothered him except from time to time, but not on a frightening basis.
		Maybe it liked the painting.
		We're listening.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Now, I thought it had been an unflattering painting.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Your artist friend could be mush by now.
unidentified		You're absolutely right.
		We haven't thought about it.
		Now, mind you, this building was created in 1913, and it is in the neighborhood that was frequented by Nelson Algman, and it has its ups and its downs, and so on.
		It's much like Paris was in 1925.
		We now have another artist who is from Japan.
		This is a young woman who attends the Art Institute of Chicago.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Gotcha.
unidentified		And she is a Japanese citizen, although fluent in both languages.
unidentified		She has been followed by a ghost from her family farm in northern Japan.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Now, that's quite a trip.
unidentified		Yes, it is.
		And we believe that not only ghosts inhabit a building, a neighborhood, but they follow the karma of the artist.
		And remember, you being a broadcaster, and we have performing artists.
		There's a sensitive nature to the artist.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, we're all crazy.
unidentified		Happily crazy.
unidentified		So this is, and we don't, by the way, permit any lawyers or doctors in this building.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, there are some points for you.
unidentified		Yes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		By the way.
unidentified		So we, from the All Artist Building, wish you and all your 15 million listeners good luck.
unidentified		I liked it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you very much.
		And I really particularly appreciate the story about the artist who painted the ghost.
		And apparently the ghost did like the painting.
unidentified		Yes, yes.
		We encourage the apparitions.
		We encourage people from the other world.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I wonder if that's a good thing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Haven't you ever wondered whether in doing so you're trapping whoever it is?
unidentified		No, we hadn't.
unidentified		We thought that we would give these wandering spirits a home and make them our friends.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, good luck to you, but listen, you be careful.
unidentified		We shall.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
unidentified		Thank you so much.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's the first one I've heard of an artist painting a ghost.
		I mean, you have to be real careful.
		With every brush you take, you'd have to be very careful, wouldn't you?
		We'll be right back.
unidentified		Rocking every motion in my footsteps again On the damn ocean finally love another day I'll be every time you make it light.
		Watch it in the morning as you turn around and play.
		Oh my God, my God.
		Her hair is hollow gold.
		Her lips are sweet to pride.
		Her hands are never cold.
		She's got bad days inside.
		She's had a new thing on you.
		You won't have to think twice.
		She's your New York snow.
		She got better days or times And she'll heal you She'll heal you How better.
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art bell ▲ ● ▼		There's only one thing we're doing tonight, ghost stories, all night long.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		This is known as Ghost to Ghost, and all we want from you are serious ghost stories.
unidentified		That's what we've been getting, and that's what we're going to proceed with.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Listen to this very briefly.
		The city of Achan, and I'm sure I'm mispronouncing that, that's A-C-H-A-N, formerly one of Germany's perimeter cities, was reduced to a pile of rubble by Allied forces during World War II.
		Our unit, the U.S. Army 303rd Medium Maintenance Company, happened to be passing through the city in 1945.
		The war was still underway, and as expected, the atmosphere was very hostile.
		Looking for a place of comparative safety to bunk down, we located two intact adjoining rooms in what had previously been an apartment complex.
		The only object of interest in these rooms was a grandfather clock, which was not running.
		Unable to resist a challenge of this type, we managed to make the clock operative.
		As the rooms were small, we decided that six GIs sleep in each room.
		Sleep we did, until the clock struck 2 a.m.
		I don't know what woke me, perhaps that clock.
		Within seconds, the wailing began, the most unearthly sound that I've ever heard.
		The wailing continued for approximately eight to ten minutes and then abruptly stopped.
		Silence prevailed, except the ticking of the clock.
		I positioned my rifle barrel in the direction of the door and held that position, anticipating the arrival of the sergeant of the guard.
		He was scheduled to wake up the relief guard at 4 a.m.
		Upon opening of the door and directing his flashlight into the room, he was greeted by six gun barrels pointing in his direction.
		He checked the second room and found the same condition existed.
		All the occupants were awake and heard the wailing.
		Neither the guard on duty nor anyone outside those two rooms heard the wailing.
		It was never determined what the source of the wailing was, but it was determined prudent to sleep elsewhere.
		All the way from World War II.
		We'll be right back.
		All right, here we go.
		We continue now with Ghost to Ghost A.M. West to the Rockies.
		You are on the air.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Yeah, this is Steve in San Francisco.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello, Steve.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How are you?
unidentified		Oh, pretty good.
		Yeah, I got a ghost story.
		I've got to kind of set the stage for it a little bit.
		But I bought this Torin of the Century house that was kind of run down.
		Actually, it was owned by an old man and never used to see him.
		Everything used to be closed up.
		And my wife really liked the house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Is this in San Francisco?
unidentified		It's just outside.
		And so anyway, we saw somebody going up, or she did, going up to the house.
		And he was dressed in a suit and looked like a real estate agent.
		So she caught him, and he goes, yeah, the guy's going to sell the house.
		So we ended up making an offer, and we bought the house.
		We kept noticing it was really run down, had old wiring in it, and there wasn't many lights.
		So it was really kind of a dark house anyway.
		And we used to feel like somebody was following us.
		And you'd turn around and you'd get like a glimpse of something moving real quick away, but you never really saw it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Corner of the eye kind of did?
unidentified		Yeah, kind of the corner of the eye, kind of a shadow that would just kind of disappear.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Something you couldn't quite lay your eyes on, but was at the peripheral vision.
unidentified		Right.
unidentified		It always seemed to move faster than you could move, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm with you.
unidentified		And so we kept noticing the wife would set her necklace down, and she'd come in and go, well, you know, where's my necklace?
		And, you know, we'd look around, couldn't find it.
		We'd look everywhere.
		And then maybe two days later, it'd be laying right on the dresser where she left it.
		But we'd look there, and it wasn't there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Nobody in the house but yourself and your wife?
unidentified		Well, we had kids, but, you know, we'd ask them and they wouldn't know, and most likely they weren't touching it because we'd check in their room and there was nothing ever there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So it would disappear and reappear.
unidentified		And reappear.
		So I did some research on it, and the guy that built the house died of a brain hemorrhage about three years after he purchased the property.
		And from what the neighbors said, he was building it himself, and it was never really completed.
		So they never lived in there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Boy, here we go again.
unidentified		And then it was purchased from that family by a madam.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A madam?
unidentified		Yeah, she used it for her own house to entertain the sheriff and the mayor and that kind of people.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Old San Francisco.
unidentified		And so, yeah, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And by the way, I'll bet not much has changed.
unidentified		And it was up on a hill so she could see the ships come in.
unidentified		And that way she would know when it was time to go back to the home and make sure the girls were up and ready.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I understand.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Here come the sailors.
unidentified		Yeah, so, you know, it had kind of an interesting history.
		And then actually, we bought it from kind of an adopted child of hers.
		So we never did really get the story.
		It seemed like there was something strange that went on in that family.
		And I figured the guy we bought it from was probably one of her workers' pregnancies that she just adopted to take care of her.
		But anyway, we were going along, and the ghost never seemed to bother anybody.
		Things would disappear, but they always reappeared.
		And it never really affected me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		By the way, that activity would be described more along the polargeist line so far.
unidentified		Yeah, but I mean, you know, nothing, nothing, I mean, once in a while you'd hear something kind of drop or whatever, you know, but nothing, I mean, there was no physical, you know, we had little kids, so, you know, we, you know, it didn't get too worried.
		Anyway, there was one day and we were sitting around in the front room, and I was sitting in a chair by the door, and there were three or four of my friends, and we were having a few beers, and just sitting back and talking.
		It was a nice day.
		And we had a cat that was given to us by a friend of my wife's who got married, and her husband was allergic to cats, so they had to get rid of it.
		So we adopted this cat.
		And it was a very unusual cat, kind of quiet, not wild like yours.
		But, you know, it was an interesting cat, had a personality, you know.
		And so anyway, we were sitting there and this cat come running up close to where I was sitting and sat down and looked up over my right shoulder like it was looking at something there.
		It wasn't looking at me anyway.
		The front door opened.
		By itself?
		By itself.
		The cat ran out and the door shut.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay.
unidentified		And I was sitting by the door.
		There was no breeze, no wind, nothing.
		And I just kind of looked at that and I looked around, and everybody had just like quit talking.
		And they were all just, their mouths were kind of dropped, you know, hanging down.
		And I guess probably about five, six seconds went by before I finally said, Did anybody see what I just saw?
		And everybody goes, Yeah, you know.
		And they go, well, it must have been the wind or something.
		I go, I'm sitting right here.
		And anyway, the door was latched.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, obviously the cat saw whatever it was.
unidentified		Yeah, anyway, I got the coldest chill over my body.
		It was like, you know, you get that tingling feeling.
		Oh, yes.
		Anyway, that was probably, well, I have another one.
		No, that'll do.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		One per customer, and that's a beauty.
unidentified		Can I tell you something about your UFO observation?
unidentified		It's real quick.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, very quick.
		No, actually not tonight.
		This is Ghost to Ghost.
		Thank you very much.
		That was a really good story.
		There's a lot of animal stories.
		As I said, the webcam photo I've got up there right now.
		It's hard to explain to you.
		We have a wild cat, a feral cat.
		And inside this cat is nothing but Mr. Sweetness, but several layers down.
		The wildness in this cat is now there and will always be there.
		And if you look at the photograph I took just before airtime tonight on the webcam, you look at those eyes.
		There is no mistaking the wildness.
		A cat that lets me hold it in its arms, but there is no mistaking the wildness.
		Take a good look at those eyes.
		On the international line, you are on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
unidentified		Good evening, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good evening.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you?
unidentified		This is Jean.
unidentified		I've been up in Victoria, British Columbia.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Welcome to the program.
unidentified		Good day.
		Thank you very much.
		There's a house in town, Art, here in Victoria that my parents bought back in about 1941.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And that house has two ghosts in it.
		One is my brother, and the other is my mother.
		Oh, my God.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know who they are?
unidentified		I know who they are.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How do you know who they are?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, do you actually see that?
unidentified		I'm absolutely positive and without doubt, and I can tell you how.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Please.
unidentified		In 1957, my brother Jim was killed in an accident.
		He was only 23, and he had been in the Army and a local police officer.
		And it was a very tragic thing, as you can well imagine.
		And as the years passed, you know, he was sadly missed.
		And more years passed, and my mother became very, very ill.
		And in 1983, we lost her to cancer.
		So the house was sold.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		Well, the new owners, after about a year, oh, six months or a year, contacted my sister and myself because there was some odd things happening.
		And we went over there, and it was a young couple, and the father or father-in-law was helping with the renovations because it was an old house.
		It didn't get a lot of work.
		How did they even find you?
		I have no idea.
		Okay.
		Probably through their realtors, the only thing I can think of.
		I would imagine.
		So anyway, my sister and I went over and the gentleman's father was very upset, very, very agitated, and it was quite obvious that we weren't really welcome there.
		But the young couple, they took us down to the basement, and they had been seeing this image down there of a very tall young man with dark hair.
		But he had something shiny on his left breast, like a police badge.
		Oh, my.
		So, within the year, they sold the house.
		They got the hell out of there.
		They were very, very uncomfortable.
		So, about two years pass, the next new owners of the house track used out.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Really?
unidentified		Yep.
		Yep.
		And this was a very young, very pleasant brother and sister.
		Okay.
		Now, these two were ready with the teapot and the cookies.
		They were very, very interested in the history of the house.
		And, you know, had there been problems while we lived there?
		Well, no, we hadn't.
		So again, we're down the basement, and they described the same image of a very tall young man.
		And my brother was six, two and a half, in dark clothing with the shiny on the left breast and the cap on.
		So we're going, uh-huh.
		But in their case, when they renovated the kitchen, it was like the old V joint with the heavy molding on the floor.
		Sure.
		Well, they took the molding off, and behind the molding, they found an old photograph of my brother.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, Lordy.
		In uniform.
		Let me guess.
unidentified		In uniform, you're right.
		And the other thing that was happening is they were sitting in the front room watching TV one night, and the rocking chair started to move.
		All by its lonesome.
		The rocking chair.
		The rocking chair.
		And in the rocking chair, they saw the vague image of a woman in her 60s with dark hair and a pretty house dress on.
		And you should know my mother was a very kind and gentle lady and her family was her whole life.
		And she was sitting in the rocking chair with a cup of tea.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, boy.
unidentified		Now I asked the young lady, I said, well, are you nervous?
		And she says, no, you know, it's kind of like having my mom around.
		It's just kind of like having a guest, and it's very comfortable.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I suppose every time that house is sold now, you're going to get a call.
unidentified		Actually, this happened the last time was about 15 years ago.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		The disturbing thing about that to me, and it's the same thing that disturbed me in the first hour, is we all want to know what happens when we pass.
		And somehow the prospect of being, of remaining in an area like that, in a house, as an almost non-existent being, is not exactly a pleasant prospect.
		If it's really the soul, the consciousness of the departed.
		I mean, I'm sure that's crossed Your mind.
unidentified		Well, I have two thoughts on that.
unidentified		Number one, I think that for those on the other side, time is not linear as it is for us.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And it could well be that they're in an eternal now.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's true.
		I hadn't thought about that.
		I really, really appreciate your call.
		Thank you.
		It's true.
		You've got to think about it a little bit.
		Certainly that caller could be correct.
		And it could be that something of the person's soul is left here on Earth.
		And something has moved on.
		That's a bit more of a comforting feeling when you think about it.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
		Hi.
unidentified		Yeah, this is Bill in Cincinnati.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi, Bill.
unidentified		Yeah, I live in what is, I guess you would call a haunted house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You do now?
unidentified		Yes, I've lived here.
		I live here by myself.
		I don't have any problems with the ghost that's here.
		But it was related to me by the previous owner's son that he had an encounter continuously with this spirit of young boy.
		He claims that he slept in the attic there.
		They had fixed it up as a room for him.
		And he would go to bed of a night.
		He had a little dog that slept at the foot of the bed.
		And he said this ghost of this young boy had the habit of climbing in bed with him.
		And I asked him, I said, didn't it scare you?
		He said, no, it didn't bother me.
		He said it felt cold, but he said the dog would leave the bed.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, the dog was smarter than he was.
		You know, if something cold crawled in my bed, I'd be out of there in two seconds.
		Dog's smarter than he is.
unidentified		Yeah, he said as the years went by, it was as if this ghost matured with him and grew up, you know, from a young boy to a teenager as he did.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, brother.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Somehow, you don't think of spirits as aging.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		In other words, they're usually fixed at some point, but maybe they do.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, what do we really know about the other side?
unidentified		Yes.
		I had one little experience myself, since it's such a short one.
		This is one of them apparitions that have the red eyes.
		He didn't have red eyes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't like red eyes.
unidentified		It was a cold February morning.
		It was 3 a.m. in the morning.
		It had just fresh fallen snow, no leaves on the tree.
		It was cold.
		And I just happened to look up.
		I was behind my mother's house, and I had some cats that I had to feed in a chicken house.
		And it was an old farm road that went back to the back of the farm.
		And I just happened to look up, and I saw this apparition flying through the air above the trees.
		It looked like a figure of a human being, but it was dark.
		It was intent.
		Its face intent on going the way it was flying and had these gigantic fat wings.
		I didn't say holler anything at it, and it didn't look down at me, and I let it go on over.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good for you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Let it go on its way, the friendly skies, or whatever.
unidentified		All right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thanks for the call.
unidentified		Yeah, and you have a good day.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You take care.
		I've got a little story about a little boy here, too, that I want you to hear in a minute.
		This is Ghost to Ghost, nothing but ghost stories all night long.
		I'm Mark Bell.
		Stay right where you are.
unidentified		Well, I've been tough to tell me to realize what I have found.
		I haven't been to that hair upon my hair.
		Oh, please, you need them.
		Oh, please, you need them.
		The sight of the touch or the scent of the sand, or the strength of an eloquent roots deep in the ground.
		The wonder of flowers to be covered and then to burst up through tarmac to the sun again.
		Or to fly to the sun without burning a wing.
		To lie in the meadow and hear the grass sing.
		All these things in our memories hold.
		I'm the Houston to come.
		Wanna take a ride?
		Call our bell from west of the Rockies at 1-800-618-8255.
		East of the Rockies, 1-800-825-5033.
		First-time callers may reach ART at 1-775-727-1222.
		The wildcard line is open at 1-775-727-1295.
		And to call ART on the toll-free international line, call your AT ⁇ T operator and have them dial 800-893-0903.
		This is Coast to Ghost AM with Art Bell from the Kingdom of Nive.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good morning and welcome to Ghost to Ghost AM, nothing but ghost stories all night long.
		In a long series, many, many years now, of doing these programs, I can tell you this.
		If you will listen through the night, by the time the night is over, you will have no doubt that the soul, the spirit, the consciousness, survives death.
		The question, I think, is in what manner?
		And the troubling story is for me.
		And I sympathize with that last caller very much, who was haunted, in effect, by his own family that remained in the house where they had lived.
		And I understand that the caller, in his mind, was able to rationalize that there may be not time on the other side, as there is here, and therefore they may be In two places at one time.
		But I think the worrisome thing that we have to acknowledge is the possibility that we should take the reports at face value.
		And so, certainly, the possibility that these entities are, in fact, all that is of these people left, the soul, the consciousness, is in fact here on earth, is in fact trapped in a physical place, and a rather small one at that.
		You have to imagine that as one of the strong possibilities.
		Listen to this.
		My best friend was around 12 years old, growing up in Denver, and had a fight with his parents.
		He stormed off to his room, screaming, I hate you, and slammed the door.
		His mom didn't appreciate it and wanted him to apologize, but he said it again and again with his, my mom walked out of the room again and again, I hate you, I hate you.
		She kept trying to talk to him, but he kept screaming, I hate you, until he began to get hoarse.
		At some point, some entity began to appear in his room near him.
		He saw a red outline of the being, but otherwise it was invisible.
		He felt a chill as it came near him.
		Sat down, making an impression on the bed, an actual physical impression.
		At that point, he freaked out, screamed Jesus, and started apologizing profusely to his mother.
		Began screaming, I'm sorry, hoarsely.
		The thing shot up straight through the ceiling.
		It's not that he thought that his mom sent the thing to curse him back, but he definitely realized the chanting of, I hate you, invited whatever it was in.
unidentified		music
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, strapped in.
		Here we go again.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
		Where are you calling from, please?
unidentified		Hi, this is Joanne from Christopher.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, hi, Joanne.
unidentified		Hi.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What happened?
unidentified		How are you thrilled?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Glad to have you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What story do you have, Joanne?
unidentified		Okay, well, first, let me tell you that I'm usually a skeptic about everything.
unidentified		I've had spooky things happen to me in my lifetime, but I've always been able to chalk it up to a logical explanation.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's good to be a skeptic.
unidentified		Exactly.
		So this happened to me back in 1988 when I was still living in Chicago.
		I was a single mother, and I had two children.
		And I was living in this apartment, and at the time I was so poor, I didn't even have living room furniture.
		I had a TV and a VCR and a chair, and I was able to put a few pictures on the wall and this oval clock.
		Okay, it was just a cheap plastic oval clock.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right, I've been there.
unidentified		Well, one day I came home from work early because I wanted to watch this movie that I knew I wouldn't be able to watch in front of my children because, you know, they interrupt and you want to really pay attention.
		So I came home early and I started watching this movie.
		And I kept checking the clock on the wall to make sure, you know, to see what time they'd be coming home.
		Sure.
		So about toward the end of the movie, I heard this big, like, crash, not like a big crash in my living room, but like something had hit the floor.
		So I turn around because the TV was in the corner, okay?
		So I had my back to basically the whole living room.
		So I turn around and I look for what fell down, but I didn't see anything.
		So I thought, okay, maybe it's just me because when you have no furniture in a room, it's an echo, like a big sound.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's right.
unidentified		So I turn back to the TV and I keep watching the movie and then like maybe three minutes later I heard this like schnook against the wall.
		Schnook?
		Like something coming up against the wall.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Gotcha.
unidentified		Okay.
		So I'm like, this is weird.
		So I look around again and I look to my left and there's my oval clock on the floor.
		Now I had been checking this clock for the last, say, two hours of the movie.
		Now what you have to understand is my living room at the time was like 14 feet long, hardwood floors.
		That clock was on the opposite side of the wall.
		Okay?
		So I can only imagine that it's what was going on behind me.
		Now it would make logical sense that maybe it fell off the wall and it rolled across 14 feet to the other side of the wall.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Wouldn't make sense to me.
unidentified		Because it's an oval clock.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, I see.
unidentified		You see what I'm saying?
		So I look for every logical echo.
		Yeah, but you would have heard that six ways from Sunday.
		I know, and it had a glass face.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, there's no way you would have missed that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, especially in a room like that with the echoing, no way.
unidentified		Exactly.
		That's what freaked me out.
		So then I'm sitting there thinking, okay, there's my clock on the floor.
		The kids are not home yet, and I'm not even done watching my movie, and I'm like, what the heck is going on?
		And that's what made me think, what was going on behind my back that whole time that I was watching this movie?
		Because you're going to get a picture of this thing, you know, like floating behind you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I'd say you're lucky it didn't land on you.
unidentified		No kidding, but at least, you know, at least it would have been more real to me because I'd have loved to see it float.
unidentified		But of all the incidents that's ever happened to me, that's the only one I could never explain.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, if you'd actually seen it, you might never have been the same.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's what I think about it.
unidentified		I'd have been thrilled because I like things like this.
		Yes, I do.
		I love listening to your show.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, well, then you're going to love this.
		Thank you.
		Listen to this.
		It's an animal ghost story.
		We get some of these.
		This is from Diane in Wheeling, Illinois.
		Several times a year, I take my German shepherd, Heidi, with me to visit my mother in northern Wisconsin.
		On one of those visits, my mother had just acquired a dog named Jiggs.
		It was a lovable and extremely gentle dog.
		It was almost as large as Heidi, but had a very muscular build.
		He had very short white hair and sort of resembled a large boar.
		Jiggs loved Heidi immediately, but she did not return his admiration.
		He tried to be friendly and Always behaved like a gentleman.
		He was happy to just be allowed to sit next to her or follow her.
		Through the years and many visits, Heidi gradually became more friendly toward Jiggs, and it was obvious that he was thrilled.
		One night, in late summer, not too long after a visit, I got into bed to go to sleep.
		Heidi was already in her place with her head on the pillow.
		I had just drifted into that twilight sleep when something awakened me.
		I sat up, I looked at the top of the wall, and I saw a huge white mist appear and saw it was in the shape of James.
		He was coming through the wall and then floated down toward Heidi and me.
		Upon settling on the bed between us, he evaporated.
		Oh, yes.
		The next morning, my mom called to tell me that James had died the night before at the exact time I saw him.
		He'd been attacked by a bear.
		He made it home just before he died.
		That's from Diane.
		Thanks, Diane.
		Wildcard Line, you're on the air.
		Hi.
unidentified		Thank you, Mr. Bell, for taking my call.
		Sure.
		This is Dean in Grapevine, and we've talked before about clarity and things like that as far as the supernatural and your previous ghost stories.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, do you have one?
unidentified		Actually, I do, sir.
		It happened in Anchorage, Alaska.
		A friend of mine was working on the Alaska Railroad, and we had to kind of, as you say, talked him into letting me go on a little special trip that he only about once every six months.
		He got to do a little run down, it was probably about 70 miles southeast of Anchorage.
		And the reason why I wanted to go on this was because it was actually a little rail that goes inside a mountain.
		And they actually had a base inside this mountain, which really kind of intrigued me at the time.
		So I thought, well, you know, anybody that digs out the mountain, you know, it takes the time to dig out a mountain.
		It's got to be something worth looking at.
		You bet.
		So finally, after much, how do you say, finagling, because it was kind of a military base, he finally let me go one weekend when everybody was kind of like in transition between different, I guess they had, because you had to literally live in this mountain when you got shipped in here.
		So it was kind of weird.
		It was like, once you got into the, you know, through the 20-minute railroad trip, you're pretty much locked in.
		Wow.
		So once we got in there, sir, to make a long story short, I'm kind of like one of the very inquisitive types.
		And he had said, basically, look, you know, here's a uniform.
		Don't talk to anybody.
		Just follow me.
		You know, we're going to, in fact, it was kind of interesting.
		There was only three buildings inside of it, including one way off to the side.
		And it was like a little lake inside that actually was a very strange, surreal scene, but it was a 10,000-foot mountain.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Boy, that is weird.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It was.
unidentified		And it was something I'd never heard of.
		And when you looked at it from the inside, the most amazing thing was the winds never stopped.
		It was like a constant swirl.
		In fact, no matter where you went, it was literally like you were being rode along by the wind because it was like a voltage.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Inside a mountain?
unidentified		Inside a mountain.
		And the train trip alone was amazing.
		Just going through a 20-minute trip to go actually inside of it.
		And then once you got out, you got off the train.
		It was a military hospital, what looked like kind of an air base building, kind of like one of those old military buildings.
		Sure.
		And the explanation was that they had built some of these things after the war and things like that.
		Well, one late night, because ironically the only other building was a little bar in between there.
		I guess alcohol finds its way in any place.
		So one late night after my friend had completed his shift and all of that, everything was kind of quiet.
		And I was kind of taking little notes and like that, but I wasn't allowed to bring cameras or nothing like that, because trust me, I would have, I could have.
		And he went to bed, and I'm just kind of listening to the wind howl, which never stopped howling.
		I finally went downstairs.
		It was kind of, how do you say, blowing across the parking lot.
		I kind of got it to the point where I could actually take my jacket and kind of parasail across the parking lot.
		So I finally got across the parking lot, and we're talking about maybe 1 o'clock in the morning.
		It's pretty dark.
		It's about this time, about 4 years ago.
		So it's about 45 degrees, and the wind's still going around.
		And I'm just kind of looking around, and at that point, I catch a flickering light over in the corner, and I go over there, and it was by the little river.
		Actually, it was like a little lake.
		And I asked my friend if we could fish over there, and he goes, no, you don't really want to fish in that water.
		It's kind of a strange water.
		So as I'm walking around the side of the building, I see somebody there fishing in the water.
		I'm thinking, okay, this is strange.
		One o'clock in the morning, maybe he's bored.
		And I would be too if I was trapped inside a mountain.
		So I went over there and it was like a guy in a train outfit, but it was more of a worker outfit.
		And it was a gentleman of Escamaro Persuasion.
		And he was just fishing very quietly.
		He had a little lantern, a whole shot, and he seemed to be humming or chanting or something like that, but it was very low-key.
		So I walked up very quietly to him.
		And I think he noticed, and he finally looked around at me and didn't really acknowledge me, but went back and was fishing.
		So I kind of walked up a little nearer, and finally I was about three feet away from him.
		I went, sir, sir, I'm sorry to bother you, but are you catching anything in here?
		And he looks around at me and he looks like past me, almost through me.
		He looks up and I'm like going, okay, why is he looking behind me?
		And I turn around and I'm like looking up and I'm looking at the inside of the mountain and it's kind of neat the way the lights kind of shimmer off the inside of the snow and like that.
		But as I'm looking up, I catch this little like, almost like a little kind of a red light, but I'm not quite sure what I'm seeing.
		And all of a sudden it was the strangest noise you ever heard.
		It was like almost a compression sound.
		But what it was was an actual vehicle.
		Somehow, not to say your black triangle kind of thing.
		It was a black triangle vehicle.
		And the most amazing thing was it goes from a ghost story to a UFO story because when I turned around, he's gone.
		I'm like, wait a minute.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All of this inside a mountain.
unidentified		Exactly.
		So as I'm looking up and I'm thinking, what am I looking at here?
		And the most amazing thing was it wasn't shifting anything on the side of the mountain far as the snow.
		There was nothing far as a rumble.
		There was nothing.
		It was just almost the compression and almost felt like myself getting lifted up.
		And I look back and there's no rod, there's no reel, there's nothing.
		And I'm thinking, okay, maybe he's just trying to show me something.
		So literally, as the vehicle kind of goes down, it just kind of like literally just twirls around and then shoots back up and it's gone.
		And I'm thinking, you know, I wish I had landed, but seriously, I'm thinking to myself, I must thank this gentleman for shedding a little clarity in my life.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, that's really weird.
		Thank you very much.
		That's one weird one.
		Inside of a mountain where the winds always howl.
		You don't want to catch fish in this water, huh?
		You see the kinds of things that have happened to people?
		Beyond reason, strange.
		Easy for the Rockies or on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
unidentified		How you doing today?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm okay, sir.
unidentified		Okay.
unidentified		About 1989.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you, by the way?
unidentified		Oh, I'm in Walbash, Indiana, listening to you on WLS Chicago.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, the big one.
unidentified		Okay.
		About 1989, my then-wife and I received a phone call saying that they had found her grandmother dead in her garage.
		And this was in East Tennessee.
		We lived in Middle Tennessee at the time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And so we drove up there to attend her funeral.
		Now, her grandmother and her grandfather had divorced about three weeks before this.
		And these people were in their upper 70s and had been married for goodness over 50 years.
		And it was strange to us that they got a divorce.
		And when we got up there, we found out that they had found her in the garage, that she had turned her car on, and she had killed herself by the fumes.
		And that's strange anyway.
		But what had happened was the doors were locked.
		The garage door was locked, and the door that led into the house was also locked.
		And this woman had a little over $75,000 in a savings.
		And my ex-wife, the only child that they had was my ex-wife's father.
		And he had been in and out of trouble with the law, and he never did get a job.
		He lived with them up into his 40s and recently had moved out because of a fight when they had broke up.
		The grandmother decided she wasn't going to keep her son no more, and she told him he had to get out and get a job.
		So me and my ex-wife was kind of thinking something was up because he got all the money.
		And my ex-wife's grandfather had moved to Arizona.
		And so he didn't get any of it.
		And all of a sudden, this guy is spending all this money.
		He's going out and buying these crazy things.
		And this is within just a few days of the funeral.
		And he also had her body burnt, which she wanted to be buried in Michigan where she was born.
		And we were all upset over this.
		And we tried to stop it, but we couldn't because he had all the rights to do this.
		And I'll tell you what happened.
		We stayed for two weeks up there.
		And when we come back home, back to Middle Tennessee, all kinds of strange, weird things started happening in the home we were living in at the time.
		First, our children were telling us that something was coming in and out of their bedroom, and they were small, and we didn't think anything of it.
		And then my wife told me that I worked third, and she told me that all through the night she'd be sitting on the couch and she'd see these little shadows out of the corner of her eye.
		And I've done that a thousand times, and I always just passed that off as just a glance at something and you're not sure what it was, and you jump to conclusions on it.
		So I never listened to her.
		But it got more and more and more and more.
		And finally, one day, I'm laying in bed.
		This is in the daytime.
		I worked the third shift, so I had my windows all aluminum foiled so it was getting dark in there.
		And I had a fan going so I wouldn't hear the outside noise.
		I've been in bed probably about, I guess maybe 10 minutes, and I wasn't asleep yet.
		And my bed started trembling, like what it would tremble is if a large truck had drove by.
		Yes.
		I sat up in my bed.
		I'm thinking, this is weird.
		And it keeps on trembling.
		So I get up out of my bed.
		I go to the door.
		As soon as I open the door and light comes in the room, the bed stops.
		I'm thinking, okay, you know, something caused it.
		It's nothing.
		It's not a big deal.
		So I go back to bed, turn the light out.
		I'm laying there 15, maybe 16 minutes, just about getting to the point of being tired.
		It's pitch dark in here.
		All of a sudden, I get really cold.
		And I feel somebody, literally, and this is, I mean, literally feel somebody move the hair away from my ear.
		Oh, man.
		Set, then I'm being honest, and sit on the bed.
		You know, when somebody sits on the bed, you can feel it.
		Oh, yes.
		And they whisper, John.
		And I'm like, you know, I said, Angie, and that's my wife's name.
		And she didn't say nothing.
		I raised up fast, you know, and I was freaking out.
		And it was so cold in there.
		And I could hear scattering noises, like, you know, like if somebody was running about in my room, I screamed.
		And it wasn't like a girl scream.
		I yelled, Angie!
		And I guess a minute or two after I had yelled that two or three times, she'd come rushing in and opened the door, and she's like, what's the matter with you?
	And I said, somebody just whispered John in my ear, and that was her dad's name.
	Okay, that was the biggest thing that happened to me.
	And then after that night, I also started seeing the little shadows on my days off when I'd be up late at night from working third and I couldn't sleep at night.
	I'd constantly see them.
	Weird things were happening.
	The microwave oven in the kitchen would come on and start running for no reason.
	And, you know, my father would say, oh, well, it's just microwave.
	Who knows?
	Electrical problems could cause that or whatever.
	Nobody wanted to listen to us.
	And it would get cold.
	And I started seeing the shadows.
	The kids kept complaining of it.
	Angie had said that the bed would tremble on her.
	I felt it several times.
	This all went on for almost a year without stopping to the point where we had a friend over who was staying with us at the time.
	She went back to where she was living because she said she couldn't sleep there.
	Because she said she'd have too many bad dreams and weird things happened to her at night that she couldn't explain.
	Like, you know, like somebody was watching her.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		We're coming up on a break here.
unidentified		Okay, I'm going to finish it then.
		Well, what happened was we ended up finding out that there was a possibility that John might have done something.
		The police had been investigating him, and we didn't know it.
		They didn't tell us.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It was secret.
unidentified		And what happened was he got killed in an accident.
		He drove into the fog and he ended up running into a truck head-on and died.
		The day that we got a call saying that he had died that morning, everything stopped.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I've got you.
unidentified		And I believe that she was telling me that John killed her.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I've got you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thanks for the call, sir.
unidentified		Hey, you're welcome.
		Bye.
		You could read my mind, love, what a tale my thoughts could tell.
		Just like an old-time movie about a ghost from a wishing well.
		In a castle dark or a fortress strong with chains upon my feet, you know that ghost is me, and I will never be set free, as long as I'm a ghost you can't see.
		Want to take a ride?
		Call Art Bell from west of the Rockies at 1-800-618-8255.
		East of the Rockies at 1-800-825-5033.
		First time callers may reach Art at area code 775-727-1222.
		Or call the wild card line at 775-727-1295.
		To talk with Art on the toll free international line, call your AT&T operator.
		have them dial 800-893-0903 this is Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It is indeed actually.
unidentified		It's Ghost to Ghost AM with Art Bell this night.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And all we're doing is telling ghost stories, and the only rule is no goodbyes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm not good at them anyway and don't like them.
unidentified		So it's Ghost to Ghost all night long.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		We'll get right back to it.
		The following comes from Keith in California.
		When my wife and I were first married about 30 years ago, I was a stockbroker and she was, well, a housewife.
		We purchased a new home in a housing tract that was built upon an old horse ranch in the northwest side of the San Fernando Valley in Southern California.
		I always thought there was something not quite right about the house in the area, but didn't give it a lot of thought.
		You know, an oise here or there for no reason.
		Well, one night around 10 o'clock, my wife and I went to bed.
		She was wearing a purple flannel outfit.
		Nothing unusual.
		Just another night in the valley.
		We'd been there for about 20 minutes.
		I'd not yet quite fallen asleep, just, you know, sort of in and out of the twilight zone thinking about that day's events.
		I looked over at the bathroom ten feet away.
		The door was open, and the nightlight was on.
		There, at the bathroom door, my wife was standing.
		I was a bit surprised and asked her, what are you doing up?
		She said, huh?
		And it was evident by her response that she was in the bed next to me.
		As soon as she said, huh, the image standing at the door vanished.
		Thanks, Keith.
		Welcome to the Rockies.
		You're on the air.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello.
unidentified		This is Everett from Oregon.
unidentified		This is the 1190KX.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Ah, yes, the powerhouse in Portland.
unidentified		Yeah.
		I gotta set this story up.
		I'm a little nervous the first time I ever talked to anybody on the radio.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Alright, well just take a good deep breath and tell us like it is.
unidentified		Okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Or was.
unidentified		Okay, me and my sisters and my parents all lived in this house in Milwaukee, Oregon.
		And my oldest sister Karen lived up, well she slept up in the attic.
		And she kept on hearing, like at night time, she'd hear scratching and growling noises.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Growling?
unidentified		Growling noises.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Scratching, maybe mice.
		Maybe rats.
		Growling, not good.
unidentified		Yeah, so she kept on complaining about it to my parents, so they moved her downstairs with us.
		And then one night, I woke up and I was scared to go to the bathroom by myself because I was only like five or six years old.
		And so I woke up my middle sister.
		She's like, you know, in age group, middle, okay.
		And after she'd helped me go to the bathroom, you know, walk me to the bathroom.
		So we walked down the hall.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You had to get your, your sister was how old?
unidentified		She was, oh, I don't even know.
unidentified		I was five or six, so she must have been, what, eight or nine.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you had to get your sister to help you to the bathroom?
unidentified		Well, yeah, because I was scared.
unidentified		I was always scared of the dark when I was younger.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Alright.
unidentified		Okay, so we're walking down the hall to the bathroom, and we look out into the living room, because there's a doorway.
unidentified		And the couch goes sliding across the living room.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What?
unidentified		The couch goes sliding across the living room.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		While you're watching it?
unidentified		Yes, and this huge hand, like, looks like King Kong's hand, comes out from behind it.
		Oh, man.
		And it starts moving towards us.
		So we run back to the room.
		Oh, you know?
		And I jump in my bed, and I throw the covers over my head, and I sit there for, I don't know even how long.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Are you sure now that this was not your bladder preparing to explode?
unidentified		It's possible.
		I don't know.
		My sister saw it too, so I don't know.
		Doesn't sound like it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, so you ran back to the bedroom.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's what I would have done, yes.
unidentified		And I pull up, after I don't even know how long, I pull the covers up, and I see this thing, and there's no way the size that it was.
		It could have passed through the doorway, but it was hovering over us, you know?
		And then it just seemed to go away, and I must have waited for like two or three hours.
		And then I was like, I have got to go to the bathroom, you know?
		And so I got my assistant to help me go back, you know, to walk me again.
		And we got to the bathroom this time.
		Yes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't need to laugh.
unidentified		That's okay, I know.
		But okay, so then when we were walking back, the door handle going up to the attic was rattling.
		Uh...
		And the door was...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, that's a big one, all right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So it was basically, it was a hand after you.
unidentified		Yeah, it was gigantic.
		It looked like King Kong's hand.
		It filled up the whole living room.
		And the next morning, the couch was moved out a little bit, but it wasn't like thrown across the living room like it was.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, sir.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm laughing because that one scares me.
unidentified		It's kind of, it was, well, I'm serious.
		That's what I saw.
		I was only five or six, so I don't know, but.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Five or six is old enough never to forget that.
unidentified		Yeah, I'll always remember that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, thanks.
unidentified		All right, thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Take care.
		I don't know if I like that one at all.
		A giant hand moving this couch, sliding it fast across The floor and then chasing you into the bedroom, and you're already swollen bladder.
		You fling yourself into bed as you know you would, right?
		I would.
		And there's the hand above the bed.
		International line, you're on the air.
		Hello.
unidentified		Hi, Art.
unidentified		It's Elizabeth in Oshawa.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oshawa.
unidentified		Yes, Ontario.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Ontario.
unidentified		Peace to Toronto.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Very welcome.
unidentified		Listen, you know that computer of yours when it went belly up, it actually hissed.
unidentified		I could hear it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you know what?
		Actually, I tell you, my computer has screwed up before, and half the time it's been cockpit error, it's been me.
		This time, no way, in the mode that it was in, it could have only done one thing.
		I had one command into it, and that was to do a stinger, that revolting little sound that we're forced to play.
		And it could not have done what it did, but it did it.
		These kinds of things happen during these shows, and I'm getting used to it.
unidentified		That's what makes it fun.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Anyway, you go right ahead.
unidentified		Well, and listen, just quickly, while you're telling that dog story, as the ghost was disappearing, you know, dissipating, I have a dingo, and he came in from the other room, smiled up at me, put his tongue on the phone, right on the mouthpiece of the phone.
		Yeah, while you were talking about that dog, and he was smiley, you know, he has a smile.
		And then he just settled right down, and he's sleeping.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's from Australia, isn't it?
unidentified		Yeah, he's a cattle dog.
		He's partly German shepherd, and he's just gorgeous.
		His radar ears.
		Well, maybe he just appreciated that story.
		Well, I don't know.
		He's kind of psychic.
		He comes when I think about him.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So he gave us a little tongue, that's all.
unidentified		Yep, yep.
		He was just kissing the phone.
		I hear you.
		Well, listen, I've got a funny story for you.
		You were talking about people, artists being night people, and so on.
		Well, I'm one of those, and I'm also an actual clairvoyant medium.
		And for many years, I couldn't just figure out what to do with all this.
		So I took myself to a little spiritualist church in Toronto that had been there for many years.
		And I was pretty skeptical about the whole deal, but I needed to find out what this was going on with me.
		So during the service, the guest meeting, there was a very nice elderly lady.
		She didn't know me from Adam, but she came over to me and put her hand on my shoulder.
		And she said, my dear, I have a message from Anat, a vibration aunt.
		And she said, her name is Bert.
		And she kind of thought that was odd for a lady.
		And then she said, oh, it's Bertha.
		Did you have an aunt you called Bert?
		And I said, that's right.
		Well, she said, she says to tell you, my dear, that the tears you've shed for so long will soon be over.
		And that was the end of the message.
		And I kind of had an idea what she was talking about, but I wasn't sure.
		And so on my way home, I was in the subway and waiting on the platform, and I was just wandering around.
		Suddenly, something made me turn around.
		And hanging in the air was, it was like more than life size, and it was my aunt's ex-husband who was deceased.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		In the middle of the air.
unidentified		Yeah, like clairvoyant.
		It was just like a big TV screen, you know, superimposed.
		Yes.
		I see things like that quite often, but it always startles me.
		And there he is hanging in the air, just from his arms up, and he had them folded, and he was smoking this big cigar, which was usual for him.
		But I couldn't figure out, well, what the heck am I seeing Uncle Jack for, you know?
		And so I puzzled all the way home, and that thought just stayed with me.
		I could actually still see it in my mind.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		Anyway, a few weeks later, I was at work.
		The phone rang, and it was my mother to tell me that my aunt that lived with her, her sister, had been a nurse for many, many years, and she had fallen, and she had thought and broken her hip, but she wouldn't let her call an ambulance.
		So I had to rush up to the house and get the ambulance and go through all that and get in the hospital.
		Well, she survived that, but she died of pneumonia.
		So a few weeks after that was all over, I was in my apartment and I was standing at the kitchen thinking all of a sudden, you know how you get that little feeling on the back of your neck that you should turn around, there's somebody looking at you?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Of course, it's an unmistakable feeling.
unidentified		Yeah, yeah, it's just like somebody taps you on the neck mentally.
		And I turned around and the same thing, my uncle and my aunt were together, and they were just hanging in the air, smiling.
		The funny part is my aunt had on her old nursing cap and her blue nursing cape that she hadn't worn that for years.
		Well, the time they wore when they were young nurses, you know, in the 40s, 30s.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So they were there to show you they were together and happy?
unidentified		They were together and they had come to say goodbye.
		But the funny part is they hadn't been friends for years.
		They'd been divorced for years.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, who knows what it's going to be like in the afterlife?
		Thank you very much for that call.
		A lot of times, you know, you've got to wonder, particularly if you've been married a few times.
		You know, we talk about soulmates and we talk about who's going to be over there on the other side and all of that.
		Well, if you've been married several times, what if it's your ex waiting for you?
unidentified		What if your exes...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Give it a little thought.
		I mean, everybody always, the current relationship, right, is a one that you certainly imagine would be waiting for you on the other side, should you die at this time.
		But it may not be that way.
		It may be your hellish shrew of an ex is over there waiting for you.
unidentified		But then that couldn't be heaven, could it?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		First time caller line, you're on The air.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello.
unidentified		Good morning, Art.
unidentified		How are you?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm all right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you?
unidentified		My name is Michael Coleman.
		I'm president of the Ghost Hunter Society based here in Schaumburg, Illinois.
		Well, welcome.
		Thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What if you guys actually hunt ghosts?
unidentified		Yes, we do.
unidentified		Okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Then you have a good point.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		If you were to select the best of your stories, what would it be?
unidentified		Well, actually, I'll tell you a story.
		Just before I formed the Ghost Hunter Society, it was one of my first hands-on ghost hunting experiences.
		Now, my family's been riddled with ghost stories, and I've experienced some weird things in my time, but this particular story took place in the Northwest suburbs at a, at the time it was a restaurant.
		Unfortunately, I can't divulge where that is.
		That's fine.
		But I happened to know the night manager there.
		And he invited us over.
		We didn't know why.
		He knew my interest in the paranormal.
		So he invited myself and a friend, and we stayed after closing hours.
		And he proceeded to tell me that strange things were going on in this restaurant.
		For instance, some of the wait staff were feeling pushes and pinches, turning around, and no one was there.
		Temperature would fluctuate.
		Computers, oddly enough, just like yours, would go a little haywire.
		The chandelier in the grand ballroom would start swinging back and forth on its own.
		And one of the oddest things that occurred at this establishment was an elevator.
		Now, it just seems like a normal elevator, but this elevator would travel between floors up and down only at night.
		I had a hard time believing that.
		I had him take us on a small tour of the basement area, you know, places that normal customers didn't have access to.
		And we walked around, and he showed us the elevator shaft.
		Now, mind you, there are only four of us in this restaurant.
		Himself, his assistant manager, myself, and my friend Scott.
		We are all downstairs in the basement.
		He shows us the small wine cellar, which is right next to the elevator shaft service area.
		He opens up the service area shaft, and we all step inside, and he goes, look how small this is.
		As soon as he says that, the elevator starts coming down on top of us.
		Now, no one else is.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, man, that's like, it's been my horror.
		That's one of those things, along with falling in a crack in the earth, that I've always had this.
		To imagine an elevator coming down on top of you is like the biggest horror next to falling in a crack in the ground I could even think of.
		To get crushed, to get mushed by an elevator coming down when you could.
		You want to hold it right there, and we'll let you finish up the story after.
unidentified		Sure.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Stay right where you are.
unidentified		The End I already don't like this one.
		Tell me what a heart is, never a day.
		Tell me what a heart is, never a day.
		I'm all the way.
		Tell me what a heart is, never a day.
		Tell me what a heart is, never a day.
		I'm all the way.
		All the way you need to change, the way to that I just can't wait, yeah He's like the old one, can I get him?
		He's like the old one, can I get him?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, well, I already hate this story, but here we go back to it.
unidentified		Elevator coming down.
unidentified		Well, the elevator coming down wasn't as fast as you'd think.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that would make it worse.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, even slow.
unidentified		Slow impending doom.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, yeah, slow impending doom is right, yes.
unidentified		So, needless to say, we experienced the same feelings that you described and headed out of that elevator shaft.
		Regrouped back up in the central area, where he proceeded to tell us, the night manager proceeded to tell us that more experiences had occurred up in the upstairs level from the wait staff of the pinching and the pushing.
		So I decided to go up there on my own, and everyone else stayed down below.
		They followed me up there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I thought only girls in low-cut gowns did that kind of stuff.
unidentified		At this point, I think that they didn't want to experience anything else that evening.
		But I had just gotten warmed up, so I wanted to go upstairs and check out the upstairs level.
		Well, as I was going up the stairs, the night manager had also told me that an apparition was seen on that same stairway that I was ascending.
		So as I ascended up this dark stairway up into the upper level, of course, all the lights were off.
		I proceeded to walk around.
		In about five minutes, I felt a cold spot in the middle of the dining room.
		At that point, I had heard footsteps coming up the stairway only to find that it was my friend Scott, who has now become my administrative officer for the organization.
		And he joined me in trying to find this cold spot.
		Now, keep in mind, this was a July evening.
		Temperature outside was relatively about maybe 82, 83 degrees.
		And we were inside the building, and we felt this cold spot, about 20 degrees lower than the ambient temperature.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, that's really cool.
unidentified		Yeah, it was pretty frigid.
		So I immediately, unfortunately, I didn't know that this was going to be a ghost hunt, otherwise I would have brought my equipment along.
		The only thing I had with me was my friend's lighter.
		So I proceeded to go around the air conditioning fence to see if the air conditioning was on, see if the flame flickered at all.
		And it didn't.
		We quickly found the cold spot again, and it started to move.
		It moved along the entire length of the dining room.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		you could actually follow it yeah it was actually Exactly.
unidentified		It wasn't like a force-pushing type of a feeling, but you would feel it, and then it would almost pass through you, and then you'd pick it up again.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I understand.
unidentified		So we followed it back, and I was on one side of it, my friend Scott was on the other.
		And I had stopped against, it pushed me, well not pushed, but had backed us up to a wall.
		My back was facing the wall, my friend Scott was facing me.
		Then I see my friend Scott's eyes just light up and look behind me.
		And I'm thinking, well, what could possibly be behind me?
		There's a wall behind me.
		Turns out, I had backed up against the elevator doors.
		and the elevator doors were now opening and oh my god you're about to walk backwards into the oh Well, the elevator was there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It was there.
unidentified		Previously, it was on the lower floor because it had descended down upon us.
unidentified		So now this elevator had, we had had proof that it had actually moved between floors at night by itself.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And I rode the elevator down while my friend Scott did not.
unidentified		He went down the stairway.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You got on the damn thing?
unidentified		Oh, yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, it's no wonder you're in the business now, because none of us would do any of that junk.
unidentified		So anyways, I followed it down and entered into the main floor area where everyone was away in the back room where no one was able to push the call.
		But my friend Scott then met me downstairs, and we decided to call it an evening, and I would come back and do a full investigation later on.
		As we were leaving, we noticed that the window on that second floor near that elevator had been frosted over.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Frosted over.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Frosted over.
unidentified		So that's where.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's where the cold spot was.
unidentified		And now consequently, in an ep log, I tried following up to see if I can get back in there.
unidentified		The night manager that I knew had consequently quit, claiming that lights were ran off by themselves.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Don't blame them a bit.
unidentified		And I tried to see if I can get in there with the owners, and the owners had moved out of there.
		And another business had moved in.
		And two months later, they moved out.
		And currently that property is on the market.
		I contacted the local realtor that was selling that property.
		Do you want to buy it?
		You want to buy it?
		If I had the money, believe me, I would.
		There's not a whole lot of money in ghost hunting.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you know, I wonder if they're going to be required to notify the people who do buy it what's going on.
unidentified		That I don't know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There's laws about that.
unidentified		I know that you should tell somebody, if there was a death and it had occurred in a property, you should tell them that it had occurred, although I don't know what the statute will be.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There are laws about ghosts as well in many states.
unidentified		Oh, yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, sir.
		I appreciate the call, and lots of luck to you ghost hunting.
		But I guess you've got the personality for it based on what I just heard.
		I never would have done any of that.
		Wail of the dead.
		Has anybody ever heard of Wail of the Dead?
		Dear Art.
		It was a sunny afternoon in northern Marin County, California, the day that my grandmother died.
		My father took his afternoon walk on the Frank Lloyd Wright Civic Center Library to return the books he checked out the previous week.
		On his way home, he felt a slight breeze against his neck, and he heard a deep moan come, what seemed out of nowhere.
		He just happened to glance down at his digital wristwatch at the exact moment of the moan, noticed the time was 2.40 p.m.
		He felt very uneasy because there wasn't anywhere near where he was walking, not even an animal.
		The path he walked home on was completely deserted.
		Within minutes, he arrived back home.
		As he entered the house just after 3 o'clock, my mother told him the sad news that she had received a phone call from the convalescent hospital where my grandmother had been living.
		She stated that a nurse phoned at exactly 2.50 p.m., saying my grandmother had just passed away 10 minutes previously.
		Weeks later, an Irish friend of my dad said that he heard of this type of thing.
		It's happened before.
		And the Irish had known this phenomenon as the Wail of the Dead.
		By the way, Chris and Mesa says my grandmother was 100% Irish.
		Wildguard Line, you're on the air.
unidentified		Yes, all right.
		My name is Sandia, and I'm calling from Larkspur near San Francisco, California.
		Welcome.
		Thanks.
		In 1988, I experienced something that I've come to call in my mind the affair of the haunted convent.
		And I had been studying healing, various healing methods, with a group of friends.
		And our teacher decided that a smaller group of us were ready for a teacher training workshop in these methods of healing that she had developed.
		One of the people in this smaller group was a nun, and she arranged for us to do this workshop in a retreat convent that belonged to her order of nuns.
		And we met there on the first day, and all of us, except for the woman, the nun, felt a very creepy feeling in the house.
		The air was thick.
		It almost felt like we were moving underwater rather than moving through normal air.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I know the feeling.
unidentified		It was very, very strange.
		And so we had our workshop that first day feeling rather uneasy.
		And then that night, the teacher of the workshop, who lived nearby, went home.
		And the nun went back to her convent in San Francisco because she had a meeting there early the next morning.
		None of us slept very well.
		I had dreams all night that faces were coming towards me begging for help and had an almost sleepless night and then bad dreams when I did fall asleep.
		The next morning, we all got up and met for breakfast, and the teacher came back to the house, and the nun was going to be there later in the day.
		And the teacher walked into the house and said, none of you slept very well, did you?
		And we all agreed, and she had tuned into us during the night, and she had had very disturbing dreams as well.
		We compared notes.
		We had all had basically the same dreams of these faces coming towards us and begging to be set free.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, brother.
unidentified		Yeah.
		And we decided that we felt that whatever the spirits were in this place, that we couldn't really banish them, but we felt that they belonged to the land there.
		But we decided to do a kind of ceremony to ask permission whether we could stay and continue the workshop.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That really bothers me.
		And I'm hearing it again and again and again tonight, that the spirits or whatever they are appear to be attached to geographic locations, very narrow ones at that.
		But in your case, many faces begging for help.
unidentified		Well, what I saw, it was faces of all the nuns who had stayed on that property over the years.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Or you wouldn't think nuns would be trapped.
unidentified		Well, I felt that you wouldn't think that.
		That's what was kind of surprising about it.
		But I felt that maybe that anybody who had stayed on that property, and there had been a number of different buildings there over the past 150 years.
		I know, but nuns are supposed to go to heaven without passing go.
		Well, that was what was surprising to us.
		And the other thing that we thought was odd was that the nun who had invited us there, who was quite gifted psychically, actually, didn't feel any of this, though she appeared uneasy to us, but she wasn't able to name it the way that we were.
		So we did this ceremony, and immediately to us the atmosphere appeared to change.
		It was kind of like on hold, like we had permission to stay there.
		And shortly after we finished the ceremony, the nun who had invited us there came back from San Francisco.
		And the minute she stepped in the door, she looked around and said, oh my God, it feels so different here now.
		And so we proceeded with the workshop over the next several days.
		And though we felt much more comfortable there, strange things continued to happen, especially somehow with me, like I was some kind of conduit for energy or something.
		Because every time I would go to turn on a lamp or a light switch for an overhead light, the bulb would pop, the glass wouldn't break, the bacilament would pop, and the bulb would be useless.
		And eventually I went through every single extra light bulb in the house, almost 50 light bulbs.
		And finally, we decided that I was no longer allowed to operate any of the light switches, and other people had to do it for me.
		And for some time after that, even, even in other houses that I would stay, I would have similar experience with light switches.
		Or like an earlier caller tonight, various appliances would turn themselves on and off, especially televisions and clothes dryers in the middle of the night.
		And then after a few weeks, it sort of dissipated.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Boy, I've got a lot of electronics around here.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I want to let you anywhere near my house.
unidentified		Well, I haven't really had experiences since then, and I didn't feel any disturbing feeling with those continued experiences.
		I know anybody who can kill 50 light bulbs.
		Well, it was very odd, but the rest of the workshop proceeded very well.
		And then later, I asked independently two different psychics and a rather gifted medium that I know.
		And they all got similar impressions, almost kind of stereotypical that you might hear.
		They all felt that that retreat center had been built on either an Indian burial or ceremonial ground.
		And I later did some research and found that in that particular part of San Francisco Bay, because this house was right on part of the bay, that in that area there were indeed a number of different ceremonial and burial grounds, though I couldn't find information about that particular piece of land.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So anything that would keep nuns' spirits locked in a physical location, that's something to think about.
unidentified		Well, it felt like very, very powerful energy to all of us.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm with you.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you very, very much.
unidentified		Thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Take care.
		That's not good.
		I mean, nuns, as I said, they're supposed to proceed without passing go.
		And if they don't, then, you know, what's in store for us, right?
unidentified		who have lived the lesser life.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello.
unidentified		Hi.
unidentified		Want to say hello to the show?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I can barely hear you.
unidentified		How's it?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A little better.
unidentified		Okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you?
unidentified		I'm in Pearl, Mississippi.
unidentified		My name's Stephen.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, Stephen?
unidentified		Well, about the end of last summer, some friends of mine and I were spending the night at our church.
unidentified		I guess being in the Bible Belt, you know, church is a central part of our social life, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		And it was about the middle of the night, and the youngest of us, who was probably about 10 at the time, decided he wanted to get a Coke.
		And all the lights in the church except for the classroom that we were in were turned off.
		And so I, being the oldest, was volunteered into going to get the Coke.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Of course.
unidentified		And so I go to open the door and I get the creepy feeling, creepy feeling, you know, like the last colour was talking about, that I'm that, you know, something's not right.
		And so I grab the nearest thing that I can find in it, it's a wooden cross.
		And I walk to the class to another classroom to get the Coke.
		And I stopped in my tracks because I hit a cold spot.
		And I've been having experiences like this since I was about nine years old.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A cold spot in a church.
unidentified		Pardon?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		In a church.
unidentified		In a church.
		Okay.
		Of all places.
		And so I called two of the others to come, you know, check this out, see if they felt what I felt and they felt it.
		And so we I grabbed a golf club because one of my friends had brought his golf clubs.
		I haven't the slightest idea why, but I grabbed one of those.
		Not that I could do anything with it if a ghost came at me, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Has it later occurred to you that a golf club versus a spirit?
unidentified		I haven't the slightest idea why I did it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's like bringing a knife to a gunfight, but all right, go ahead.
unidentified		And so we proceeded to go down the hallway, and the youngest one, he stopped, and then the next one stopped, and I looked at them, and I couldn't figure out what it was, and they had just turned pale as sheets.
		And I turned to see what they were looking at, and there was a woman in the hallway.
		And there were a half dozen of us, and we were all, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Was she fully manifested, in other words, fully in the physical or no?
unidentified		She was definitely there.
		we could see her, we couldn't see through her.
		And she was, you know, shining.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Shining.
unidentified		And yes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And so we had, you know You didn't yell for her and take a swing, did you?
unidentified		Uh no.
		I don't think so.
		Uh no, we all turned heel and ran ran for our freaking lives, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's more like it.
unidentified		One of the only smart colors here, I guess.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you know, I understand the guy who was in the business, he would go investigate, obviously.
		He was very curious.
		But for everybody else, I'd turn tail, I'm with you, and I'd run, and that's what you did.
unidentified		Right, and so I get back into the classroom, and we're trying to tell the other guys, and they're all skeptical about it.
		And they're like, yeah, yeah, right.
		And my younger brother, who happens to be asleep across the room from me right now, I'm trying to keep quiet, he looks out the door and just points his eyes wide as saucers.
		And we all look and there's a huge, I mean, unhumanly huge arm.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Arm.
unidentified		An arm.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, God, this is like the hand.
unidentified		Like it's not floating in the air, but like reaching around the door.
unidentified		So we all back up against the opposite wall.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		At least.
unidentified		And I turn away, and there's a window.
		And you can't really see through it because it's it's not flat glass, you know, it's kind of a it's a weird kind of glass that you can't see through.
		And there was a pattern of light moving around on it.
		And at this point, we were all completely freaked out.
		And so we ran for the nearest way to get out of the building, which was a clear door.
		And we saw a face with the dreaded glowing eyes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, the glowing eyes.
unidentified		I'm sure that, yeah.
		And at that point, I realized they might not be able to kill you physically.
		I'm being sure if anything can be hard to say, because I just about dropped dead.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, I do understand.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I think that you could, you know, it's entirely possible to scare a human being to death.
unidentified		Oh, yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, without question, to stop somebody's heart.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And that situation sounds like a heart stopper to me.
unidentified		Right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So how'd you get out of there?
unidentified		Well, we all got it.
		We all sat down, not sat down, but huddled together in one of the classrooms.
		And some of us started praying, some of us started just doing whatever we could to get our minds off of it.
		And nothing else happened that night, but it's been our current thing ever since.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, this is beginning to bother me.
		I mean, you just told me a story about a church, a pretty terrible story, and the caller before was telling me about nuns being trapped in this place, begging to be released.
		What do these things tell us about the afterlife?
		Maybe nothing we want to hear.
unidentified		That's very true.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, brother.
unidentified		I don't think that these were dead people, though.
		I think it was, you know, angelic and demonic beings, whether going against each other or the angelic beings trying to protect us.
		I have obviously.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There may be some kind of war going on in there.
unidentified		Very possibly.
		That's the prevailing theory among the few of us.
		I'm the only person who's even ever actually told anybody about it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I presume it is something that you will never forget for the rest of your life.
unidentified		I don't think so.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't either.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And by the way, your portable phone's battery is about to give out.
unidentified		It is, that is.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good thing you got your whole story in.
		Alright, my friend.
		Thank you very much for the call.
		You too.
		You take care.
		That was a little much.
unidentified		A giant arm following you about.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Glowing eyes, a face, and all of that in a church.
		And that followed the story about the nuns, spirits, trapped, all of them.
		I'm Art Bell and this is Coast to Coast A.M., or more likely, ghost-to-ghost a.m.
		Ghost stories all night long, that's what we're doing.
		So if you have a really good one up in the class you've been hearing tonight, we're all ears.
unidentified		Music
		Winding your way down the big street, march over joy and pain.
		He opened up our mind.
		And I've still been here, here today Oh, talk to me Thank you.
		Don't you think what's going on?
		Staying with me, getting your love forevermore.
		Yeah.
		Wanna take a ride?
		Well, call our bell from west of the Rockies at 1-800-618-8255.
		East of the Rockies at 1-800-825-5033.
		First-time callers may recharge at 1-775-727-1222.
		The wildcard line is open at 1-775-727-1295.
		And to recharge on the toll-free international line, call your AT ⁇ T operator and have them dial 800-893-0903.
		This is Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell.
		That means the night shift.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good morning.
		Great to be with you.
		We'll do more of this haunting stuff in a moment.
		This is Ghost to Ghost AM.
		By the way, on Friday, this coming Friday, this by then radio ghost Is going to be out haunting the circuit court for Davidson County in Nashville, Tennessee, beginning about 9 o'clock in the morning, looking for justice.
		And the haunting will continue until we get it.
		Just a gone.
		Here's something from Alaska.
		It was the middle of the winter, 1971, in Alaska, Palmer, Alaska.
		The snow was already on the ground for a long time.
		I know about that.
unidentified		And when the temperature had turned crunchy.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You all know what that's like, right?
		With the cold, the occasional wind polishing the top layers of snow.
		On this night, the moon was full.
		Visibility was good due to clear skies.
		One of my household chores was to take out the trash.
		My little note, I still do that, by the way.
		Tonight was the night to do it.
		Our family lived in an apartment complex nestled in the woods.
		Then the city wasn't as big as today, so it was still rustic.
		UART lived in Alaska, probably know what I mean.
		Yes, I do.
		The garage facilities, or shed, if you will, which it really should have been called, was on the opposite end of our complex, and so I set out to haul the trash.
		Once I got to the other side of the building, it was quiet, visiboated pretty good, moon lighted the night pretty well.
		After having dumped the trash, I was standing there, just taking in the evening stars, pretty to look at on a winter's evening in Alaska.
		Then I heard crunch, crunch, crunch.
		The sound, obviously, of somebody or something walking in the snow.
		As I trained my senses and eyes to the source, it seemed the sound was moving toward me.
		Crunch, crunch, crunch.
		It was indeed moving closer and closer.
		Was it a dog, a person, a moose?
		My eyes were straining, trying to see it.
		Closer, yet the sounds came before I knew it.
		The sound was on top of me.
		My eyes looked out toward the source of the sound.
		Crunch, crunch, crunch.
		And I knew something was near.
		I looked at the ground and saw something walking towards me.
		Art, there was nothing.
		Nothing in front of me.
		I looked down again, expecting to see at least footprints, and I did.
		But they weren't footprints.
		The prints were hoof prints.
		And whatever was making them was almost in front of me, literally in front of me, but nothing was physically there.
		Whatever was walking toward me was on two legs.
		It stopped right in front of me.
		My mind racing as my heart pumped in the adrenaline pumped.
		I stood there in shock.
		My jaw must have been hanging open.
		And I was wide-eyed.
		I reached out my arm and waved it in front of me and was waving at thin air.
		I did what any kid would do.
		I turned around and ran like hell.
		Ran as fast as I could back home.
		I don't know what it was, but that's what happened to me.
		There's an Alaskan story for you.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
unidentified		This is Sean in Grossiel, Michigan.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi, Sean.
unidentified		My story goes back to 1965 or 6 when I was a five-year-old kid in Chicago, down on the south side in Hyde Park.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		We moved into a house that was an old wood frame house, and they're very rare in Chicago because in the Chicago fire, almost all of them burned down back in the 1800s.
		So as we moved into this house, as a kid and with my parents, we'd explore, and up in the attic there was some charring where there had been a fire in the attic, and there was an old maybe maid's quarters up there in this area, which was interesting.
		But as my parents explored around the attic, they found boxes of old glass negatives.
		Are you familiar with those?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I am, yes, I remember them.
unidentified		And the funny thing that I didn't find out until later was they only showed we kids some of these negatives because some of them were actually very pornographic.
		But we only knew that there were these old pictures of old days back in Chicago up there.
		Well, as time went by, the attic was accessible through one of those drop-down stairways, and continuously we'd hear little sounds, and the lights would be on up there.
		Well, we went through a project for about a half a year restoring the banister going upstairs.
		It was an old mahogany banister, so the whole family would be there.
		That was our entertainment for a long time.
		And we kept hearing sounds and thumps and footsteps and a sound almost like a bag of potatoes rolling out upstairs.
		And my dad finally one night grabbed a meat cleaver because he was sure this time it was so loud that there was somebody up there.
		So he grabbed a meat cleaver from the kitchen and our most loyal, brave dog in the world was with us, Gretchen, and she would not go with him.
		The hackles went straight up on her back and she would not go.
		So he actually grabbed her by the collar because he thought he was going to have a confrontation.
		He went upstairs, pulled down the stairs to the attic.
		The light was on again.
		And he went upstairs, had to drag the dog with him, whimpering and crying and everything else, only to find nothing again.
		And what was really strange was we continued to hear these sounds, and it was just part of our lives for about four more months until we were ready to move from the house.
		And my dad packed these pictures up and got rid of them, shipped them out, and it all went away.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It was in the pictures.
unidentified		Oh, it was in the pictures.
unidentified		Yeah, we're almost positive that what happened was this fire that had happened up there probably took this maid's life and they were her pictures and no one knew about it, but she was, I'm sure, worried about being found out through time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I understand.
unidentified		When they finally went away, that was the end of it.
unidentified		She was able to go off into peace.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, the implication of that is that if there is something that strong in life That we're afraid of being found out.
		We can't be released in death.
		And, you know, I've heard this again and again and again and again.
		And I would like to think, like an earlier caller, that the other side has no time and you're in two places at once, but it sure, you've got to imagine the other possibility, and that is that you really are trapped like that nurse.
unidentified		Absolutely.
		As a five-year-old, it was so real, and you're not really tuned into supernatural or fear in the same way, and it was just such a real part of growing up.
		It was amazing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A real part of growing up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you very much.
unidentified		Thank you.
unidentified		And take care.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Imagine if you knew there were pornographic pictures of you and you had them, I don't know, stored somewhere the way this lady apparently did.
unidentified		But you died.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you knew you were going to be found out.
		You knew that eventually they would be found.
		would such a thing keep you on earth?
		Wildcard line, you're on the air, hi.
		How you doing, Art?
unidentified		Okay.
		About the, oh, mid to early 90s, excuse me.
		I was logging up here in Northern California.
		Oh, you mean back in the days when you could actually log in California?
		Yeah, we used to be able to do that.
		But anyway, it was a burn, lightning strike, you know, hit it and burned up quite a few thousand acres.
		But anyway, in amongst this burn was an Indian burial ground or maybe a medicine area.
		Okay, we finally moved into that area.
		And I was waiting for the trucks to gather up.
		We had all our machinery there.
		Well, it was a circle of oak trees.
		Anyway, one truck come dragging in.
		He says, oh, this is the place.
		I'm going to get my shovel out and go scratch around and look for artifacts.
		And I'm half Native American.
		I said, this is not a thing to do.
		Well, anyway, it took me quite a while to consider, you know, to...
		Meaning you were saying...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Don't be logging here?
unidentified		Don't be scratching around with your shovel looking for artifacts.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Much less logging.
unidentified		Right.
		So anyway, we finally got set up.
		First of all, we're talking brand new equipment.
		The skitter didn't start.
		Batteries are dead.
		Second of all, we finally got the skitter started.
		Then my machine wouldn't start.
		Well, anyway, after half a day of getting everything going, we finally got going.
		Okay, the guy with the shovel, we got him loaded up, and he got out of the woods.
		The next truck, we got him loaded, his truck caught on fire.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Caught on fire?
unidentified		Yes.
		And the third truck, are you familiar?
		You know the 40-foot trailers, you know, vans.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, I've seen them.
unidentified		Yeah, okay.
unidentified		The third truck, he's halfway up the hill, and the trailer broke in half.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that's beyond the pale.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		At that point, you've got to decide this was not a project to be.
unidentified		Well, that's what happened, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Did you finish?
unidentified		We finished the job.
unidentified		It was quite expensive, but.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You finished the job?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		How's life been?
		Oh, well, it's been all right.
		Like I said, it's...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, thank you very much.
unidentified		And I'll miss you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Bye.
		Take care.
		All right, now, the rules are not to do that.
		Not tonight.
		It's just ghost-to-ghost.
		I appreciate the sentiments.
		But as I said, I'm not easy.
		I'm not good on goodbyes, so I appreciate it.
		But only ghost stories this night.
		Only ghost stories.
		East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hi.
unidentified		Hello?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello?
unidentified		Art?
		Yes.
		This is Josie from Rhode Island.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi, Josie.
		How's Rhode Island this morning?
		Well, it's pretty late there, huh?
		Early, actually.
unidentified		Yeah, it's almost 4.30.
		Right.
		I had the strangest occurrence happen to me about a week and a half ago.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		I was listening to your program, and I fell asleep on the couch.
		And then when I woke up, I realized your program was all through.
		So I went, get up, went to shut the radio off, and it was totally off.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You mean it wasn't on?
unidentified		It wasn't on.
unidentified		The radio was completely off.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You mean you were hearing my show without the radio?
unidentified		Well, I had fallen asleep.
		You know, while I was listening to it, the radio was on.
		And then when I dozed, I dozed off for a while, and then when I woke up, your program was already off.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		The radio was actually physically off.
unidentified		It was physically off.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You didn't have a sleep timer on or anything?
unidentified		Nothing, there's nothing.
		It doesn't have a sleep timer.
		It's just a regular radio.
		And I looked at it, I said, this is weird.
		And I turned the on button.
		You know, I put it on, it went on.
		And then I shut it back off again.
		It was totally off.
		I just couldn't believe it.
		I looked at it and I was just staring at it.
		And I'm saying, what happened?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, when it's my program, you never know.
unidentified		But you weren't on that night.
		It was that man that's going to take over.
		Was it Mike Siegel?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Mike Siegel.
unidentified		It was him that was on that night.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Same program, though.
unidentified		Yeah, same program.
		But he was on that night, and I couldn't believe when I went to the radio, it was totally off.
		I was just in shock.
		I said, you know, who shut this off?
		I don't know what to tell you.
		I don't know.
		I can't, you know, I don't understand it.
		And there are a lot of things in life we don't.
		I know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you.
unidentified		Okay, goodbye.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You take care back there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
		Yes.
		Hi.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi.
unidentified		Hi, Mr. Bell.
unidentified		This is Cheryl in Stumner, Washington.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Welcome.
unidentified		I have sort of an Amityville tale.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		An Amityville tale?
unidentified		Yes, sort of.
		About 15 years ago, my husband and Ben and my two tannies daughters, we moved from California to Dodge City, Kansas, and my sister and her husband was already living there.
		And, of course, we needed a house, and she went out house hunting with me, and we found this really precious two-story, old, two-story, refurbished house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I'll tell you, Dodge City is kind of an eerie place.
unidentified		Yes, it is.
		And I, of course, now, I wish I had time to tell you all the eerie stories that happened to us there, but I'm only allowed one story.
		But I have some doozies.
		Anyway, so believe it or not, the house was on Elm Street.
		So, I mean, that should have told us something then, you know?
		But it was just an adorable place.
		So we called the realtor and he showed us the house.
		And my sister is psychic, by the way, and I mean, she astral travels out of her body and everything.
		But both of us had sort of a funny feeling when he showed us the house.
		But we didn't want to say anything to each other.
		We just kind of, you know, we thought, well, maybe it means nothing, you know.
		And the house was just adorable.
		They had completely refurbished it, and it was just darling.
		Anyway, so we went ahead and moved in, and it had the two bedrooms downstairs, and a sunroom, and the living room, dining room, and kitchen.
		And then upstairs was a bedroom, like an office room, and another small bathroom.
		And we'd only been there about a week.
		And things just started happening.
		Just pharmacyville type stuff.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Like what?
unidentified		Oh, God.
		We would wake up in the middle of the night and there'd be water running and we'd go downstairs and the kitchen sink, the water would be filling up in the sink and our whole kitchen was flooded with water.
		There'd be black stuff in the downstairs toilet.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Black stuff?
unidentified		Black stuff.
		My daughter in one of the bedrooms, she would tell me she didn't want to sleep in there anymore because there was a lady with a black dress that sat on the end of her bed.
		And she didn't want to see in this.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A black dress?
unidentified		You know, the old-fashioned black dresses, the long sleeves with the little lace collars, and, you know, like the old, you know, like in the cowboy days.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Listen, I'll tell you what.
		I've got a break coming up.
		You hold on, all right?
unidentified		Okay, yes.
unidentified		Okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Amity, this does actually sound like Amityville, a woman in a black dress.
unidentified		and i have to think about that a little bit I tell the world looking for something.
		Some of them want to use you.
		Some of them want to get used by you.
		Some of them want to use you.
		Some of them want to be...
		...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I surely do remember the Amityville house, and that house, by the way, I believe stands unoccupied today.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You're back on the air again.
unidentified		Yes, sir.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There was your long, cool woman in black dress.
unidentified		I like that.
unidentified		I wish I had time to tell you all the amazing things, but I'm just going to try and touch on what I can.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Black in the toilet, that's bad.
unidentified		Black in the toilet's bad, but it gets worse.
		I mean, like I said, there was this lady that always appeared in my one daughter's bedroom, and she never did anything.
		She just slept there on the bed.
		And then across the hall was my other daughter's bedroom, and she was one that liked a little bit of light on in the hallway.
		And she'd wake up in the middle of the night, and her door was shut, and she couldn't get out her door.
		And she'd bang on her door screaming.
		And my husband and I slept upstairs, so I'd have to come down and try to get her door open.
		Finally, we started stacking bricks and books and stuff in front of her door so it wouldn't close at night.
		But still, those would be moving.
		The door would shut.
		Okay.
		I would take a bath downstairs.
		Someone would come behind me and start whispering to me.
		Upstairs in the bedroom, in the middle of the night, I'd wake up and my husband's face would look like an old woman's face.
		Oh, no.
		In the upstairs bathroom, it was just like it just had a shower and a sink and a toilet.
		And in the middle of the night, we'd wake up and there'd be water squirting out of the sink like a waterfall and there'd be water in the hallway.
		Let me think.
		Our washer and dryer was down in the basement.
		So my daughters and I would go in the basement and do the laundry and the door would shut and lock us in there.
		And obviously we stopped doing any of that at nighttime because the lights started going off at night and then we'd be locked in the basement with the lights off.
		Then we tried burning candles and then they'd be so we didn't do any laundry at night anymore.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What did you do with this house?
unidentified		Oh, well, we only lived there about, I don't know, three or four months maybe.
		My daughters and my sister's children, they went to the Catholic school around the corner.
		There was a Catholic church there.
		And finally it started getting really bad.
		Just horrible things kept happening.
		My husband was a trucker and he'd leave like at 2 or 3 in the morning.
		And I would start hearing someone walking up and down the stairs, coming up and down the stairs.
		Finally, I would have him wake me up and he'd take me downstairs and I'd sleep in the sunroom because it was the only what I called the clean room, you know, that was the safest room.
		My daughters started spending the night at their friends a lot.
		There would be a form that would be, now, now this house had all new everything in it, new carpet and everything.
		And there'd be this form that looked like a person laying in a fetal position, and there'd be a black stain on the carpet, and then it would go away.
		Finally, my sister and I couldn't take it anymore, so we went to the Hall of Records and we checked out the house, and we found out that the lady had bought the house, and she'd refurbished it.
		I won't give any names here, of course.
		That wouldn't be right.
		Thank you.
		And she had bought the house from, it was the estate of the people that sold the house of the old woman that lived there.
		And her husband had died in the house, and the son, I guess the son had been found on the living room floor in that position.
		The husband had something wrong with his leg, and he'd walked funny, so I guess that's the sound we'd hear on the stairs.
		And the old woman, she went to the Catholic Church, and she finally stopped going.
		And they came over to check on her, and she had become, I mean, she wouldn't even leave the house.
		And they finally had to drag her out of there and put her in a home.
		And she kept screaming and saying that, no, she would die in her house and she didn't want to leave it.
		Well, they would put her in a posy, you know, at the old folks' home, and she'd get out of that.
		And she was always trying to escape.
		Anyway, she finally passed away.
		So anyway, when we checked the records of what we came up with, we felt like there was some sort of an evil in the house, but the old woman was somehow, I don't know, either the force or whatever it was pulled her there and her soul couldn't go to the light, and so she was like earthbound in this house.
		So then we went and got the priest over at the church, and he came to bless the house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, this really is Amityville.
unidentified		Do I still have time?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, a little bit.
unidentified		Okay, so we had two cats and two dogs.
		They wouldn't go upstairs.
		So the priest came, he came in the house.
		He went upstairs.
		He started sweating real bad.
		He started becoming real ill.
		He busted the house as good as he could.
		He said he had to leave.
		Anyway, he had to serve Mass later that afternoon, and he fainted at Mass, and he became real ill for about two or three weeks.
		And then when we'd go to Mass, he wouldn't talk to us.
		And so finally, we started bussing the house ourselves, and I believe that we finally sent the old woman to the light, and her grave settled.
		We had heard that when there's still a mound over the grave and it hasn't settled, that means that spirit's earth-brown.
		We don't know if that's true or not.
		But anyway, the grave settled because we found her grave.
		And there was a baby that would cry, and it was just...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you very much.
		You're welcome, sir.
		And good night to you.
		Oh, my.
		Oh, my.
		Hey, Art.
		Since this is your last Ghost to Ghost on Coast to Coast, I thought I'd relate an interesting event that occurred several years ago.
		My friend's cousin lived in an old house in Trenton, New Jersey that had been moved from Bordentown, New Jersey.
		It was previously used by Napoleon and his brother on visits to the area.
		Now, this story is not about Napoleon or his brother, but rather concerns the occupants of that house at around the same time.
		See, my friend's cousin had decided to remodel the house and appropriate the attic as a bedroom for their daughter.
		As her husband began the remodel, a series of peculiar incidents also began.
		This is sure sounding familiar.
		They included bedroom drawers being emptied and contents strewn about, cold spots in the home, and her husband being pushed down the attic steps.
		As we are particularly sensitive to ghostly activities, she called us to please come over and see if we could determine what or who could be causing these frightening actions.
		Arriving at her home, we proceeded to the attic, where I saw a young girl about 14 or 15 curled up in a corner.
		She seemed very distraught.
		During our dialogue, I asked her what was upsetting her, and she replied, I've lost my ring.
		It's very special to me.
		And what is going to happen to me, she said.
		He's giving my room to someone else.
		I assured her there was a better place for her, and before she was led to the light, I asked her name.
		Sarah Cunningham, she replied.
		I related what Sarah had told me to my friend's cousin, who immediately turned a ghastly white and quickly left the room to retrieve something from her kitchen.
		I found this this morning, she said.
		I don't know where it came from or who it belongs to, and handed me a beautiful azimuth ring about size five that she found in the kitchen faucets.
		I examined the ring and inside found the initials S C. Note, the house was also part of the tunnels that Napoleon had constructed to aid his escape in the event it was needed.
		An interesting article on the house ran in either the Trenton Times or the Trentonian at the time the house was moved from Bordentown to its present location.
		I have a photocopy of the article, but it's very poor and not scannable.
		Cheerio, Barb in Pennsylvania.
		Thanks, Barb.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
		Hi.
unidentified		Hey, Art, this is Travis and Court Hill.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi, Travis.
unidentified		Calling to, I'm a riding mechanic at a local amusement park down here in Southern Cal, and I just want to tell you a ghost story about one of our rides.
		Fire away.
		Some years ago, there was one of the mechanics that worked there, I guess it was his pet ride.
		And consequently, he had died, not at the park, but he suffered a heart attack at his home.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What kind of ride was it?
unidentified		It's a big wooden roller coaster.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right, okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, yes, yes, I remember those.
unidentified		So, one of our electricians, I guess it must have been about a year later, was walking out to check the track at night.
		And he was checking proximity switches.
		Sure, you're familiar with what those are.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		He's checking the proximity switches down in between the tracks, and he looked up, and here comes the guy who had died, said to the checked all the switches at the trims, and you're good to go.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Really?
unidentified		Yeah, and then I guess the electrician ran, and nobody's ever seen him physically, but there's been a few of us who have seen the glow of a cigarette out on the track area.
unidentified		And he was very well known for chain smoking.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good to go, huh?
unidentified		Oh, yeah.
unidentified		He's checking out his ride still.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I hear you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you very much.
unidentified		You're welcome.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Take care.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There you have it again.
unidentified		The same theme again and again.
unidentified		People that seem bound to earth.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		God, the question, is it their soul?
		Is it their consciousness?
		Is it really them?
		It sure would seem so.
		And again, I know that in our own minds, we make, well, I don't know, we make it right by thinking that time is different on the other side and that you can be in two places at one time, but maybe you can't.
		It's got to be at least an equal possibility, and it's pretty sobering to consider.
		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
		Hello.
unidentified		How do you do?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I do okay.
unidentified		Wonderful.
		This happened back when I had first gotten married back in 1976 to my first wife.
		And we had gotten up and routinely, you know, it was my turn to make the coffee, I guess, so I got it.
		And I had one of those, you know, those old G percolators?
		Sure.
		You know.
		I had one of those.
		You know how it is when you want to stand one of them things on end outside of itself, you know, the basket and all that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You betcha.
unidentified		It's practically difficult, okay?
		So, hence the story.
		I'd gotten up, it was my turn to make it, et cetera, et cetera, and I took the guts out and cleaned them and so forth and set them aside all in the rack to dry while I went and proceeded to clean the pot itself.
		So I got the pot cleaned out and rinsed out and I filled it full of cold water and I grabbed the coffee and I went over to pick up the basket and stem and so forth and they were gone.
		Gone.
		Right.
		They were no longer in the drainer basket.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		So I looked around, I looked on the table, I couldn't find them.
		I called my wife.
		She came in.
		I told her what had happened.
		And she's like, well, you know, where just said it in the drainer.
		And she looked there.
		It's not there.
		She looked on the table.
		We proceeded to go through the whole house to find this thing.
		And we went back in the kitchen and on the windowsill, standing, assembled, and ready to go in the pot minus the coffee.
		Oh, no.
		Yes, there it was.
		Bright, shiny, sparkling, clean, and balancing perfectly on a painted, you know, a rough painted windowsill.
		Oh, yeah.
		And this is one of those old houses in Chicago that was built back behind the local bar.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Okay.
		And there had been stories about that place before we even moved in.
		But, you know, everything was pretty much benign up to that point.
		But we spent a good half hour looking for them guts.
		And finally, we came back in, and after, like, the third or fourth time, we looked around, and there it was sitting, you know, gleaming in the sunlight, assembled and standing on end.
		Well, it was a good act, but still in all, I don't know if I'd want to stick around.
		Yeah, well, we didn't much after that.
		Anything else like that ever happened?
		Well, when I was much younger, living in my folks' house, I had been, we had just moved in about a year.
		And I was laying in bed one Saturday morning, and everybody was in the front room.
		And all of a sudden, I hear clank, clankity, clank, clankity, clank going across over my head.
		Over your head.
		Over my head, in the attic.
		Nobody lives in the attic, Art.
		Nothing's in the attic except a couple of old boxes.
		But here, it sounds like somebody's dragging a 20-pound chain.
		Nothing human.
		No, no.
		Whatever it was, it had to weigh a ton because of the way it was walking.
		And I went up there and looked, and of course, nothing.
		But this was early on a Saturday morning.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well?
unidentified		I don't know what to tell you, sir.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I would just be very careful in life, that's all.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You take care.
unidentified		You too.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
		No, clunking.
		With nobody living up there.
unidentified		And then the coffee maker.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, maybe there is no linear time on the other side, and maybe that thing was just on the way to get coffee.
		East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hello.
unidentified		Hi, this is India calling from Wisconsin.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How you doing?
unidentified		I'm pretty okay.
unidentified		How about you?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
unidentified		Okay, well, I have to say, first of all, that my family, the women in my family have all had, you know, they're the ones that have the metaphysical experiences and such.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And so I guess I inherited that.
		So when I was about 13 or so, and I wasn't supposed to be out at night, but I was anyway.
		I was living over to a friend's house.
		I went down there.
		There's this park in town, you know, by an old, you know, by a lake.
		And it's surrounded.
		I mean, it's beautiful.
		It's surrounded by all these old mansions because where we live is like the biggest paper producing place in the world.
		So all the paper barons built their giant mansions over there.
		And it's serene down there.
		Probably the prettiest place I've ever been.
		But we went down there and at night it's a pretty creepy place to be.
		And all of a sudden, you know, I was talking to my friend and there's a giant fountain there.
		And we were sitting by the fountain.
		And My friend says, you know, look over there.
		Do you see that?
		And I said, what?
		And she says, it looks like a horse.
		And of course, there's no horses in the park.
		So I turned to look, and about that time, whatever it was, seemed to change into a lot of people that seemed to be at the park at that time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A lot of people?
unidentified		Yeah, a lot of people, like 25 people, walking straight towards us.
		Well, I looked over and I saw something and I thought, what is that?
		And it morphed into 13 people or so or more?
		Yeah, and they were walking towards us, but you couldn't see all of them.
		Some of them were shadows.
		But some of them you could see.
		So this isn't the good part.
		I see this one guy and he's staring just at me.
		And so I think, you know, oh my God.
		So we run home and we don't tell anyone.
		But that's not the end of the story.
		I mean, I've had, you know, like I said, the women in my family have experiences like this.
		So I'd see, you know, I saw ghosts and I'd see all sorts of things.
		But I saw one night I was up listening to you when I should have been in bed.
		And I was making a sandwich in my kitchen.
		And we live in an old house.
		It must be 150 years old maybe.
		Right.
		And I see out of the corner of my eye this, you know, this tall man, the same man I saw in the park, walking towards me.
		And that about scared me to death.
		So I stepped back and you know, and then he was gone.
		So I just, you know, thought, I'll make the sandwich, eat the sandwich, and just forget about it.
		But, you know, it never occurred to me, you know, why any one ghost would be picking on me, right?
		So it was about a year later that I found out that I'm descended from like a line of Amish settlers that originally came over in the early 1700s.
		And what had always struck me about this man that I had seen was the way he was dressed.
		I always thought he was dressed like someone in the 1800s.
		You know, I don't know why, but then it struck me that he was dressed like an Amish person.
		And I had recently, in the last year, become interested in such things as pagan topics and Wicca and stuff.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So it all hit you at once, really?
unidentified		Yeah, because my family had gone back.
		They weren't Amish because they had strayed away from the faith and they'd become Methodists.
		But all the generations had been really religious.
		And I guess, I don't know, I am sure another generation might have straight away, but I had just started, you know, I wasn't a Christian.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I've got you.
		Listen on, I've got to run, but beautiful story.
		Thank you.
		13-year-old girls.
unidentified		Boy, I'll tell you.
unidentified		They cause a lot of trouble, 13-year-old girls do.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Frequently associated with paranormal occurrences.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There's something about them.
unidentified		We'll be back.
		Another day go by.
		I never know another one of us.
		You're not the guest to play my home.
		You take me up, you take my love for.
		I live among the creatures of the night.
		I haven't got the will to try and fight against the mother.
		I thought believed that the mother will never come.
		I'm dead.
		I'm living in the forest of the tree.
		I know the life is not a good thing.
		I'm a believer in something.
		Make myself believe that this life will never go.
		Wanna take a ride?
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		Isn't it funny?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Even in the last couple of days, I find yet another piece of bumper music to add to that, which all seems to fit.
unidentified		I'm living in the form of bumper dreams.
unidentified		I know the life is not a fucking thing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		its own Well, here's one for the books.
		It comes from Nan.
		That's N-A-N-Nan in San Francisco.
		Art, I tried to get pregnant with my daughter for two and a half years.
		During that time, I became aware of a presence, a presence that followed me around at all times of the day and night.
		A small shadow would pass by me, a wisp pass my cheek.
		The shadow did not touch the floor.
		It was small and was in the air, always at the same height, about four feet in the air.
		Not only was I aware of the presence, I was aware of its personality.
		Listen closely now.
		After a period of time, the consistency of its presence and its response to me led me to believe that it was female, my daughter, and stubborn.
		At one point, I remember asking out loud, when are you going to show up?
		The response was, as I thought in my mind, when the time is ripe for me.
		Well, the upshot is that after two and a half years of trying, I'd taken fertility drugs for six months and still wasn't pregnant.
		The entity was around almost all the time now.
		One day, my close friend and neighbor told me that she had a dream that I was pregnant.
		My husband and I met with a doctor to begin moving more aggressive fertility drugs into me, and I'd just about given up on just getting pregnant.
		As soon as I let go, bingo!
		The personality essence that I had experienced around me was inside me.
		I knew not only that I was pregnant with a girl, which was proven by amniocentesis, but I knew who she was.
		The other day, I was having a conversation with this five-and-a-half-year-old that I knew well when she was born, and she began talking about heaven.
		Since we're agnostic, and I don't believe in traditional religious concepts of heaven and hell, I have not discussed this with her, and I asked her where heaven was, and she pointed up.
		I asked her how she knew about it, and she told me that it was where she waited while she was waiting to come into my body.
		She told me that she used to visit me before she was born, and that she didn't want to come right away when I wanted her to.
		She has at other times repeatedly told me that she chose to be with me and that she has a strangely comforting ability about her, as though she's mothering me.
		I had a son before her, and nothing like this happened with him.
		Very unusual.
		That's Nan in San Francisco.
		Unusual, Nan?
		Yeah, I'll say.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hi, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello.
unidentified		This is Roe from Midland, Texas.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How you doing?
unidentified		I'm doing very well this morning.
unidentified		How about you?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
unidentified		I recently moved to Midland from Austin.
		I lived in Austin for 30 years.
		I was a college professor and graphic designer.
		And I was head of department of the local Institute of Higher Education there.
		This is in the late 80s.
		I had been going through a really bad patch in my life.
		My dog had died.
		I had lost seven relatives, including my father.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		My name's Randall.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It seems like it all comes at once, doesn't it?
unidentified		It does.
		It comes and when it hits the fan, it just spreads out in tandem.
		And my best friend had just stabbed me in the back, and we were going through political assassinations at the college, and I had just been demoted that day and put on double secret probation for something I hadn't done.
		And by the time I got home from work, I was feeling pretty bad.
		Life stinks.
		So I went in and took a long, hot bubble bath and came out and was sitting on the side of the bed, winding my clock, setting my alarm.
		And I was going, you know, my father had been a World War II veteran and in really bad fighting and an aerospace engineer and worked on the Apollo moonshot and gone into the oil business.
		And he was a pretty tough old bird.
		And he had been ill for a long time, dead on the arrival at the hospital five times and revived out of it, you know, miraculously.
		And he had finally passed on a month before.
		And so I was sitting there.
		He was a very wise and good man.
		And I was just thinking to myself, I was going, boy, Pop, I could really use your help right now.
		You know, I really need you.
		And I suddenly felt this presence behind me on the other side of the bed and this weight go down on the bed.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Wow.
unidentified		And I lived by myself with my dog before he died.
		So the hair went up on the back of my neck.
		And I turned around and there was my dad, just as 3D and as solid as he could possibly be, sitting there on the side of the bed looking at me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		The hair is going up on the back of my neck.
unidentified		And he had this real stern look on his face.
		And I thought, oh my God, he knows every bad thing I've ever done in my life now.
		And so I said, I said, dad, is that you?
		And he had this thing that he used to do when he was upset with you.
		And his eyelids would flutter, and his eyes would roll in the back of his head, and all you could see were the whites of his eyes.
		And he started doing that like, you idiot, can't you see me sitting here?
		And so I went across the bed and I wrapped my arms around him and he wrapped his arms around me and he just hugged me very tight.
		And I was with him like that for about 30 minutes.
		He never said a word.
		I never said another word.
		I went to sleep with my head on my father's chest.
		And when I woke up the next morning, he was gone.
		And I had been tucked into bed.
		And here I was, like 38 years old.
		I had been tucked into bed and the covers had been pulled up over me where the covers hadn't even been turned down.
		Wow.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't even know what to say to that.
unidentified		I would say that's pretty fine.
unidentified		Yeah, pretty fine.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And better than some of the rest I've been hearing this morning in terms of what seems to happen to us.
unidentified		Well, you know, it depends upon where your consciousness is.
		If you're afraid of I mean, I've been one of those kids that when I came through, I never lost that ability to see things.
		And you name it, just about everything that's been on your show I have experienced in my lifetime.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that's a lot.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		But that one, oh, we're going to have a hard time beating that.
unidentified		Thank you, dear.
unidentified		You have a good one.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Take care.
		Oh, brother.
		You feel the bed depress, and you turn around, and there's your father in full physical form, in full sleep.
		with him.
		Dear Art, here's a ghost story from when I was a little girl.
		This comes from a Chinese camp.
		It says a Chinese camp.
		When I was seven years old, I went to stay overnight with my aunt in her small house in Chinese Camp, California.
		Okay, Chinese Camp, California.
		The town is where all of the Chinese miners were sequestered during the gold rush near Cable Mountain.
		I'd never been there before, and as I was young, I didn't really know about the history of the house.
		According to my aunt, the guest bedroom was very haunted.
		On one occasion, a guest of hers woke crying uncontrollably in the room.
		When my aunt asked her what was the matter, she replied she couldn't sleep because there was a woman standing over her and wouldn't go away.
		My aunt saw nothing.
		This was the room I was to sleep in.
		After tucking me into bed, my aunt and uncle retired to their bedroom to sleep.
		Later in the night, I awoke in the room feeling somewhat uneasy.
		Suddenly, without warning, I was shoved very roughly from the bed onto the floor.
		I was startled and disoriented.
		I headed toward the area where I thought the door would be, but I couldn't find it.
		I became even more frightened as I couldn't find the way out and didn't want to look back at what had shoved me out of bed, don't blame me a bit.
		I became so scared that I started crying and threw myself against the wall.
		My aunt heard my cries and found me, a scared, crumpled little girl, trying to claw through the wall.
		Needless to say, I slept in her bed for the rest of that night.
		It was not until I was older that I learned the original owner of the house, an unhappy old woman, had hung herself in the attic.
		The steps to the attic had been walled off.
		Naturally, the guest bedroom was where the door to the attic used to be.
		That's Amy S. in Santa Cruz.
		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
		Hi, Ert.
unidentified		This is Trevor from Saskatoon.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How are you doing?
unidentified		I'm in the Haunted Hotel.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		The Haunted Hotel.
unidentified		A haunted hotel.
		This thing is about...
		The building's about a...
		It took probably like 10 minutes to cross, but it was one of the best ones at the time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What kind of haunting?
unidentified		Uh, you name it.
		I got thumps, I got...
		I've had...
		It would be the best way to describe it.
		Going about from the 40s all the way to almost present day, except for about six years ago when the company that I work with took over the place.
		This building sat like dead for five years.
		But before that, in the pool area and the old theater area, which is about three stories high, like huge pool area, it's a whole big water slide.
		That used to be a double layer bar.
		And that place had hippies, bikers, natives, every class.
		So you can just imagine the fights.
		I guess the police used to keep the paddy wagon back there, toss the drunks and those who were fighting into the back, drive it over to the police station and come back.
		Sure.
		It was one of the roughest ones in the province.
		And, well, anyway, to this day, you'd be walking through the pool area or into what is now a TV area where an old lounge used to be.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And you can hear music.
unidentified		You can hear a giant party.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How do you feel about living in a place like that?
unidentified		I work here.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Or working in a place like that.
unidentified		I don't mind it.
		It's actually not too bad, considering some of the other stuff that goes on here.
		Like you go through every once in a while, you hear music, and the TV's off, there's no radio's on, and it's just, all of a sudden you just cock your head a bit and you can hear it real faint.
		And you try and find it, you'll never find it.
		People have come in and, where's the bar?
		There's no bar.
		There is, so I can hear the music.
		There is no music, bud, and this is when I only had three people living here at the time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Do you tell them what it is?
unidentified		Every once in a while, depending on who they are.
		If they're really flammable, it's almost just the ghosts and they're, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, sure, and they leave.
		But I told one person once, my boss got mad at me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, I can understand that.
unidentified		Yeah, but this is where it gets really weird.
		Downstairs used to be an old pool hall, and that's where the security guards would go down there, and we'd have our smoke break.
		My one partner, he never believed me.
		He'd seen the elevator.
		It goes up to the fourth floor and comes down, and the doors open up by themselves and close.
		Open and close.
		and sit there and they open and close maybe two, three times an hour.
		And it's still on the main floor and there's no...
		And it gets better.
		So my partner, Ken, goes down the stairs, and he's having his cigarette, and he never believes me.
		Well, he's sitting there, and he's just having a cigarette and his coffee, and all of a sudden, he feels this hand reach out and grab him on the shoulder and start and squeeze it like, good job.
		Ken jumps, turns around, pulls out his mag light flashlight, and it's ready to swing, and there's no one there.
		And now Ken's starting to believe me, because he feels it again on the other shoulder.
		Whiffs around and the wall.
		Ken just sits there.
		I'm just finishing my smoke and I'm going to get out of here.
		And he finishes his cigarette and runs upstairs and he tells me.
		Oh, I start laughing at him and the next night.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I wouldn't have to be told twice that way.
unidentified		Oh, yeah.
		They're actually Quite the ones that we got are all nice ghosts.
		Like, there's one in the kitchen.
		You go down there about, actually, about 3 o'clock in the morning to about 4 o'clock in the morning, and you can smell fresh baked bread.
		The kitchen doesn't make that anymore.
		They haven't made it for a long time.
		And you can smell it.
		And fresh fruit coffee.
		The cafe has been closed for 7.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, alright, so what do you think that says about the nature of our souls and what happens to us when we physically die?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, what does that say?
unidentified		I think what it is is a psychic impression of the place.
		Except for maybe a couple of them who just don't realize they're dead.
		Or they've done something so awful they're forced to repeat it over and over and over again.
		Like upstairs on the roof, we found that there was in the 20s and 30s a couple people who took a couple headers off the roof and killed themselves.
		We were up there watching a concert one night and we're looking down and I got great balance art.
		And I'm sitting there and I'm in the, I'm crouched down and I'm looking at this and I'm looking at watching this concert and next thing I know, all of a sudden I can't, I'm falling off the damn, I'm being pushed.
		I'm reeling and I called my partner over and he comes running over and all of a sudden I got pulled backwards and Ken's still about 10, 15 feet away from me.
		Uh oh.
		And this is four and a half stories up and I was on the gr like literally almost on all fours when I got pushed.
		So there's no way I could accidentally tripped or anything.
		I wasn't moving.
		I was solidly planted.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well you must really like your job.
unidentified		Oh I do.
		I've been here for three years.
		The one in the cafe, I asked her what her name was one day, just on a Ouija board and she spelt it out for me.
		I couldn't pronounce it and she got mad at me and the vacuum cleaner quit working for three days.
		Works in every other room except for the vacuum cleaner, except for in the cafe.
		So I just call her G from now on.
		And I said, if you want me to call you anything, I'm just calling you G, and that's it, because I can't pronounce what you spelt out.
		Well.
		Let's see.
		We've had a couple deaths.
		And the one in the room Modern time, within the past couple years, the one guy, he was a shaman.
		He used to live here, and he died, because it's now like an apartment complex.
		Yeah.
		And he died in one of the rooms.
		Two weeks later, this one girl moved in.
		Also, a native, a young native girl who's having lots of problems and stuff, and she moved right into the room.
		Less than two weeks after he died.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And?
unidentified		She spent the next three months sleeping downstairs in the lobby.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't blame her a bit.
unidentified		She's my girl.
		She had no idea.
		That's the thing, Art.
		No, no, no.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I got to run.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you very much.
unidentified		I know you can see me now, here's a surprise.
unidentified		I know that you have, cause there's magic in my life.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And I'll be watching...
unidentified		...to see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles.
unidentified		...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, I tell you, this computer is really doing weird, weird stuff tonight.
		And I'm not surprised.
		I'm really not surprised at all.
		When we talk of the things that we have talked of this night, strange things happen.
unidentified		It's like an invitation.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Every time.
		Never fails.
		First time calling a line, you're on the air, hi.
unidentified		Yes, hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello?
unidentified		Yeah, I'm a former Navy, and this is a story that happened to me when we were stationed in the Tonkin Gulf.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You were on a ship in the Tonkin Gulf?
unidentified		Right.
		It was in 1973.
		My ship was a USS Savannah AOR-4.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Savannah, all right.
unidentified		And we had been on station in the Tonkin for seven months.
		By now, we were used to the routine.
		Destroyers, two light cruisers, aircraft carriers, and some radio platforms would come alongside almost every day.
		Morning.
		I'm trying to read my notes here.
		Morning and afternoon.
		We were constantly moving fuel, ordnance, and food.
		I normally worked in the fire room, but my underway replenishment station was number nine.
		I was the valve man.
		At those hours, I would sit on my 18-inch fuel pipe with a set of sound-powered phones waiting for orders to open or close my fuel valve.
		And I did so thousands of times, never moving from my station during an evolution.
		This day was a little different.
		We completed refueling a destroyer.
		The fuel hoses were retracted, purged, and hung from the distances over our heads.
		About 500 feet of 10-inch high-pressure rubber hose and aluminum saddles swung gently as the crew of station number nine cleaned up and stowed our gear to return to normal modified cruising stations.
		I waited on my fuel pipe with my back to the bulkhead listening to the sound-powered phones.
		Then, someone placed their hand firmly on my right shoulder and pressed.
		Quickly, I glanced to the right, and there was nothing.
		The hand disappeared.
		Of course, it would be nothing because there was a bulkhead there, too.
		I thought of my shipmates.
		I thought one of my shipmates was choosing this slack time to horseplay.
		A minute passed, then again the hand pressed firmly.
		This time I quickly glanced to the left, expecting to catch the culprit.
		Nothing, no one there.
		The hand again disappeared.
		Two more minutes passed.
		I thought to myself that this was a mighty strange thing.
		If it happened again, I decided just to clear my mind and try to sense whoever it was or whatever it meant by this odd behavior.
		Just like clockwork, it happened again.
		Firmly, the hand pressed on my right shoulder and there was no one there, but I felt a pleasant sensation.
		Accompanying this sensation was the idea, why not move?
		Just move over there, just about eight feet away.
		As if talking to someone, I I said, Okay, why not?
		I got up from my position to this and moved to the spot.
		I turned and looked at my station and said to myself, okay, so what now?
		Three seconds later, one of the hose saddles cracked, one length of hose fell, then another and another, a saddle snapped until all the hose had fallen on station number nine.
		If I had been sitting in my position at that second, I would have been crushed into my helmet under a thousand pounds pile of hose and aluminum saddles.
		Amazingly enough, not a man was injured in that accident.
		All the hoses, cabling, and saddles fell near, but not on anyone.
		We were there for four more months.
		We had a few other accidents, but no one ever, we had no casualties on my ship.
		And that's my ghost story.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's a good one.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, my friend, I thank you, and I'm glad you weren't crushed.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Need you take care of.
unidentified		That's an on-station story.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I don't know.
		What do you rack that one up to?
		An angel?
		Maybe a relative that's passed on?
		Somebody who's watching over you?
unidentified		I don't know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi.
unidentified		Wildcard line?
		Yep.
		All right.
		Hey, we were up at on the other side of Perrump, up there on that highway 375.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And a bunch of guys that come into town and stuff that used to work up at the test site and down in New Mexico.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Are you in Perrump?
unidentified		No, I'm in Vegas.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You're in Vegas, all right?
unidentified		And we go up there on the other side of Perrump and go fishing up there at Haymeadows and Columbia.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure, we got a lot of test site workers, Area 51 workers.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		They live here.
unidentified		Yeah.
		Yeah, all up in that little area and stuff.
		And we always go over to the little ALEN and stuff.
		It's great listening to their stories.
		But a bunch of those guys have come in, and some of them have worked down by the Trinity site where they track the satellites up in orbit and stuff.
		They've got those big cameras on the telescopes and everything.
		And we're sitting up there, and we've been camping.
		It was the second night.
		And the first night on the weekends, the radio stations that we listen to out of Utah, they don't do the replays of the Art Bell show.
		So we took some tapes up there and we let them listen to the one with Seth Shostack from Arecibo.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And the one with Richard Hoagland talking about when that guy, Paul Doray, said that the satellite was headed in towards Earth and stuff, that big Holt steel and everything.
		Oh yes.
		And these guys got to talking about Right, yeah, absolutely, yep.
		And we were letting them listen to those tapes and stuff.
		And they were kind of laughing.
		We had heard stuff before that they track stuff that you don't hear about and stuff.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And as the night went on and stuff, up there they got a lot of warm springs and the valley will be like the fog rolling in off of the San Francisco Bay.
		And as it started rolling in and everything, everybody kind of got quiet.
		And then the guys got kind of into a technical conversation and everything talking about how close that they really are.
		And that that hoax they figured came from somebody that used to work up there at the test site and knew that the, you know, that that's how they had figured it out, that the satellites had passed by our solar system and stuff, that they went, you know how, remember the big wow signal that Seth Shostak was talking about?
		Of course, yes.
		They said that, you know, during that interview he said that a lot of times they had got stuff, but nobody retrieved that information for two or three or four days.
		And they talked about how a satellite traveling past us at half the speed of light, if you looked at it two or three days later in that same spot, well it might be four or five degrees off so you wouldn't find it again.
		And they took a map and they started putting these little pins up and everything.
		And they started laying out paper and showing us up in the stars where they had all those little, the big wow signal and some other good signals had come from that nobody had ever figured out.
		And they were saying it was real?
		Yeah, yeah, they said that there's seven signals that, well actually there's like a group of like 48 signals, but they translate into seven patterns across the sky.
		And from listening to that stuff on your show, I learned about the Doppler effect and how what they did, all of them that were within certain radio frequencies, they used the same color pins on those and stuff.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I've got you.
		All right.
		Well, thank you very much for the story.
		We definitely live in a strange area here where strange things, of course, go on just over the mountain range to the north and west of us here.
unidentified		Yep.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's a strange area.
		Now that technically was not a ghost story, but it certainly was interesting.
		East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hello.
unidentified		Yeah, this is James from Florence, Alabama.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello, James.
unidentified		How are you doing?
		Okay.
		After I tell this, I probably won't be able to sleep for a couple of days.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, try and tell it gently.
unidentified		Okay.
		Well, when I was about 15 or 16, I went to bed one night, and about 3 o'clock in the morning, I woke up from a sound sleep, and I had that feeling like I was being watched.
		I know the feeling.
		And trying to take myself out of sleep and everything, I just kind of glanced down to the foot of my bed, and I saw a pair of red eyes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Red eyes.
unidentified		They were about a foot and a half above the end of my bed.
		The end of your bed?
		The end of my bed.
		And I first thought I was dreaming or just or hallucinating or whatever.
		And I glanced over at my alarm clock.
		And of course it said like 3 o'clock in the morning.
		But then I thought, okay, I'm awake.
		Okay, this is really happening.
		And I tried to scream, and of course nothing came out.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, listen, that would be the equivalent of about 10 cups of coffee.
unidentified		Exactly.
		You know, I tried to move, and I couldn't move.
		And I kept thinking, okay, now what am I going to do?
		Right.
		So, and there's a formation with the eyes.
		The black entity itself looked kind of like, the best way I can describe it, would be like a miniature funnel cloud.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, brother, a miniature funnel cloud.
unidentified		And the eyes were stationary, though.
		And this whole thing was like just spinning, like, you know.
		And so I kept looking over at my clock and like three or four minutes had gone by and it was just in one place.
		It wasn't moving around or anything.
		And then I finally thought, okay, I know this is real.
		Now what do I do?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you know you've got a good heart.
unidentified		Well, yeah, really.
		And so it was about, I had about five feet between my bed and my bedroom door.
		And I was thinking, okay, I can actually get off this bed before this thing gets me because I thought, you know, I just had this feeling that I was in trouble.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, you were in trouble, all right.
unidentified		And so, as a matter of fact, I looked over my clock again.
		It said 10 after 3.
		And it started to come around the corner of the bed.
		And as soon as it did, I hit the floor running.
		I went straight to my mom's room, got her out of bed.
		You know, I said, I mean, I was frantic.
		You know, I was panicking and everything.
		And she was like, what, what, what, what?
		And I was trying to tell her what was going on.
		I just said, come on, come on.
		We got back in the room, she turned on the light.
		Well, nothing was there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, you were going to take your mom into this black, swirling entity with red, glowing eyes?
unidentified		Come on, mom.
		You've got to see this.
		Yeah, I mean, I was, I mean, I wanted to make sure that it wasn't just in my head.
		you know i mean i knew it wasn't but i wanted somebody to verify this yeah but what if your mom had turned into mangled little pieces of oh but anyway that is uh...
		Well, she passed it off as it was just a nightmare or a dream.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Naturally.
unidentified		And, of course, to this day, I swear that it happened, that it was real, and for days I could not sleep.
unidentified		Matter of fact, I didn't sleep in that room for a while.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I understand.
unidentified		And to this day, Art, every time I tell that story, I don't care, it can be at noon broad daylight, I still get scared.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Of course.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It will scare me.
unidentified		Like I said, I probably will not sleep for a day or two now.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, good luck to you, and thank you for reaching out and touching us with that.
unidentified		Thank you, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Probably we won't sleep either.
		Oh, brother.
		A black swirling entity with stationary red glowing eyes.
unidentified		Right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hi, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello.
unidentified		This is Will in Red Gear, Alberta, Canada.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, way up there.
unidentified		Yeah, listening to you on real audio?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		And I've got a story that my aunt told me about five years ago.
		Okay?
		Okay.
		And what happened was, she lives in Ontario, and she lives with her husband and her son.
		And she went to bed pretty late, about 11 o'clock, and she fell asleep, or she got into that weird part of sleep where you're not sure if you're asleep or you're awake, you know?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And she heard somebody.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's like the twilight zone of sleep.
unidentified		Like the twilight zone of sleep.
		And she heard somebody in the basement.
		And her husband was really asleep, my uncle.
		So she decided just to walk downstairs and take a look.
		And she got down to the bottom of the stairs.
		And there was a man standing in the basement.
		And he was dressed up as a magician.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Really?
unidentified		Really.
		With pop hat, tuxedo, whole nine yards, wand.
		Okay?
		Yeah, that's what I said.
		And the magician said, they're both asleep, meaning her son and her husband, and I'm going to kill you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, my God.
unidentified		And he pulled out this huge butcher knife.
		Oh, my God.
		And began to chase her throughout the house.
		And as soon as she got back to her bed, she woke up, and he wasn't there.
		And she yelled at her husband to go and check this out or whatever.
		And he went downstairs and looked all around and searched the whole house.
		And there was no sign of anybody.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay?
unidentified		Okay.
		So after several hours of laying there, sleepless, because she was so terrified, finally she gets back to sleep.
		And as soon as she gets to sleep, she hears the same noise.
		And this time the magician is in her room right next to the bed.
		The magician says to her, when Brian went and looked downstairs, he didn't check by the furnace.
		And I was hiding in the heating vent.
		Now I'm going to kill you.
		The exact same thing again.
		So she wakes up out of her sleep again and has her husband go down and check out in the furnace, and there's nobody there.
		And she falls asleep, and the same thing happens again.
		So finally, they make it through the night and they're alright.
		And she goes to work the next day, and she works making bulletproof vests here in Canada.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And her best friend works with her.
		She got to work and she saw that her best friend was extremely tired looking.
		And she said, well, what's wrong with you?
		You look like you haven't gotten any sleep.
		And she said, oh, my husband couldn't sleep at all last night.
		He kept waking up every five minutes.
		He kept having this dream that he was in your basement dressed up as a magician and he was trying to kill you.
		You lie.
		I don't lie.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's really the truth?
unidentified		That is the honest to God's truth, Art.
unidentified		It's the freakiest story I've ever heard.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, my lord.
unidentified		And maybe it doesn't qualify as a ghost story.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, yes, it qualifies just fine.
unidentified		Yeah.
		Okay, right.
		Now, that's one.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I wonder if that was a projection from him to her or if it was simply a mutual mutual experience.
unidentified		There was some connection between the two of them, obviously.
unidentified		It was pretty terrifying for two people to have the exact same experience, the exact same dream in two different Houses.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, this, what you just told is so good that it almost sounds like an urban legend.
unidentified		Well, look, she'll swear on a stack of Bibles.
		A stack of Bibles, huh?
		She'll swear on a stack of Bibles.
		I won't because I'm agnostic, but if she will, that's good enough.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, listen, I have no idea what to tell you about all of this, except that I guess you have no doubt.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You really believe it, right?
unidentified		Oh, Arc.
		You have to consider the source.
		And I'm considering the source, and she's very believable.
		And she would not tell a lie, and the story just absolutely terrifies me.
		It terrifies me more because I've actually been in the furnace room.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Moreover, I would be afraid to go back to sleep.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't know how anybody would get back to sleep after something like that.
unidentified		Well, when you gotta wake up early, you gotta do what you gotta do.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, I guess life goes on, huh?
unidentified		It has to.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, listen, my friend.
		My program is over.
		And so you get the honors from Canada.
unidentified		Well, as the last caller ever on Ghost to Ghost AM from Canada.
		That's true.
		Good night.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's the way to do it.
unidentified		Thank you.
unidentified		Eh?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A. Later.
		Alright, indeed.
		The last caller ever on my version of Ghost to Ghost A.M. And that's it for tonight.
		Now, tomorrow night, folks, Dr. Michio Kaku will be here.
		There'll be, I think, a few surprises perhaps in the first hour.
		And then comes probably one of the best guests I've ever had on the radio, Dr. Michio Kaku.
		From the high desert, I'm Art Bell.

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