Art Bell explores seismic anomalies in the Pacific Northwest, where Jim Birkland links a 6.8-magnitude quake (March 2014) to solar maxima and "seismic windows," predicting further tremors by mid-March. Callers like Reba and Mark Schwab share eerie visions—Reba’s 17-year-old warnings, Schwab’s haunted Florida house with twin-bed entities—and paranormal expert Mary Ann confirms unseen presences via live details. Stories escalate from protective taps to violent curses, like a Canadian barn tied to nine straight-day murders or an Okinawa entity linked to suicide folklore, suggesting thinning boundaries between life and death. Bell ties these accounts to biblical prophecies of spectral activity, though not as apocalyptic signs, while his website features unsettling "evil" ghost photos. [Automatically generated summary]
And I say sort of because I've still got a temperature running around 100, but we've got a lot to do, so let's get down to it.
A powerful earthquake, as you know by now, rocked the Northwest today, shattering windows, showering bricks into sidewalks, sending terrified crowds running into the streets of Seattle and Portland, Oregon.
Despite the 6.8 magnitude damage and injuries were relatively minor, which experts attribute to the quake's death, about 75 people treated in hospitals in Seattle and Olympia.
There was one fatality they're attributing to a heart attack.
Still, the quake temporarily shut down the Seattle airport, knocked out power for hundreds of thousands of people, tracked the dome atop the state capitol in Olympia, and briefly trapped about 30 people atop the swaying space needle 605 feet above the city.
Well, while the news officially here, the Associated Press, sort of seems to suggest there wasn't a lot of damage.
I was watching CNN actually when the story broke, and I've watched the damage from the helicopters all day long, and the damage to me looks pretty damn bad.
unidentified
They're talking a billion, and I could believe it.
Well, because it was so big and so close to town, the only fortunate thing is that it was 30 miles deep instead of 12 miles deep like the World Series quake was.
And then is the Richter scale, in a way, I'm just sitting here thinking about what you're saying, is the Richter scale really a totally reasonable way to predict how much damage there's going to be by the Richter reading?
unidentified
Well, they're related, but you could have a Richter 8 out in the middle of the Pacific, far away from any islands, and if it didn't have a tsunami, well, you wouldn't have any damage.
It was quite a ride this morning, and I've just learned about all I know about earthquakes from Jim's description of magnitude and intensity.
All I can tell you is that I'm glad it wasn't, the magnitude and the intensity were no greater than they were this morning because we had quite a ride up here.
Interestingly, there was a stirring sensation to this, and that's reinforced by the fact that some of the drawers in my desks, which run east and west, were also slightly ajar.
And I've spent all day trying to figure out how to come up with an equivalent or an analogy to what happened.
But the closest I can get is being a grain of sand in the bottom of a gold panner's gold pan as he swirls it with water.
The pan going one direction, the water going another, and the grain of sand still in a third direction.
It was really a very, very interesting experience.
I'm sure people who have been through these know perfectly well what I'm talking about, and of course scientists understand it.
I found there were both physical sensations and shortly thereafter, psychological or emotional reactions, like being propelled into a different part of space or time in a matter of a few seconds.
unidentified
We experience that over the next few days, wondering if you've just had another quake.
At 11.34 this morning, just about 40 minutes after the original event, I was sitting on my couch watching the news, and I had the sensation of another shock.
But apparently the seismology lab here at the University of Washington, not 15 or 20 minutes walk from where I'm sitting, recorded that there were no aftershocks.
So I would chalk that up to a psychological reaction.
I actually was moving away from the periphery of my apartment, assuming that the part closest to the center of the building would be the most durable.
But that gives our listeners some idea of just how intense this was.
And you know, we really, really dodged a bullet up here this morning.
The overseer to this planet chose to smile on Seattle this first day of Lent, I believe, because just eight hours before this quake occurred, we had 50,000 or so young people in downtown Seattle engaging in all sorts of debauchery, and that was the heart of the area of the city where most of the damage occurred.
And I am calling because my prediction is something that I've seen for the last 17 years, and that is that there will be a devastating earthquake.
I know it will be the Seattle area, but I believe it will be the entire West Coast this spring, and it will be in the morning on a bright, beautiful, sunshiny day.
And the funny thing was that when they disconnected my mobile home from the foundation, that very night, there was a five-point quake in Auburn, and my mobile home slid back and forth on the bricks, you know, the big bricks that are underneath it support.
It scared the London Day Lights out of us so bad we didn't spend the night in the house.
But no, that is what I saw.
And I've seen it over and over.
And every time I see it, every year that goes by, it's like I'm closer to the leaves on the alder trees.
And it's like I couldn't be any closer now than if I became the leaf.
So, and I do believe that it's possible that ProPo is involved in this.
All I know is that what is it, we will feel it all the way over here.
But I mean, if you have, you know, a house you've paid a lot of money for and have a big mortgage on and a job and the kids are in school and you're really involved in your community, it's not necessarily something you want to hear, but fair enough.
unidentified
Oh, I believe that the kids will be out of school by the time this happens, or at least I hope so.
The last time there was a quake almost as strong, I mean, it was stronger than this.
If they go back to 1949 on April 13th, the day after the eclipse of the moon and the day after the closest approach to the moon for the month, there was a very good seismic window.
This earthquake caused heavy damage over a wide area in Washington and Oregon.
Eight persons were killed.
Many were injured.
Total damage was estimated at about $25 million in 1949 dollars.
At Olympia, nearly all large buildings were damaged and water and gas mains were broken.
A half-mile section of a 300-foot cliff toppled into Puget Sound near Tacoma.
Many towns reported toppled chimneys, cracked walls, and fallen plaster.
Felt area extended eastward to western Montana and southward to Cape Blanco, Oregon, magnitude 7.1.
Now, I understood this one was felt in Salt Lake City, which really is a long way.
Asking you why we're having so many quakes, in fact, they're all around me.
I don't know if you've been watching the maps, but they're all around me.
Oh, man.
So asking you why we're suddenly having so many, probably not a productive question, huh?
unidentified
Well, yes.
We're at a solar max.
That's one thing.
And if you took the greatest solar flares in the last 30 years, tied for fourth place were two in 1984 and in 1989, and both were within two days of the strongest two quakes in the Bay Area since 1911.
Well, they can send me a sample, I'll send them a sample copy if they send me a business-sized envelope with a couple of dollars in it, and I'll mail them a recent copy of Syzygy.
They must mail it to Peel Box 1926, Glenn Ellen, just like the line, two words, G-L-E-N, capital E-L-L-E-N, California, 95442.
How to beat me all right, and it certainly is a weird night.
Nights are strange.
I can't tell you what's different, but it certainly isn't the same as the daytime, is it?
Good morning.
Covering what has happened in Seattle, and in a moment, covering something that happened in Florida that connects directly to the ghost-to-ghost show that we're going to be doing tonight.
So stay right where you are.
Dark nights just like these, huh?
My affiliate in Cleveland, Ohio, is one of the nation's great old gigantic clear channel radio stations, WTAM 1100 in Cleveland.
For that same radio station, there is a reporter, Mark Schwab is his name.
That's S-C-H-W-A-B.
He's a sports news and sports reporter.
And I began getting faxes, oh, gosh, emails and faxes a couple of weeks ago, maybe not that long ago.
And as we were contemplating the Ghost to Ghost program, people would write and say, did you know that there was a major incident with a sports reporter for WTAM?
And I kept getting them, getting them, getting them.
And finally, of course, I decided to call WTAM in Cleveland and find out what was going on.
We're the flagship home of the tribe, and the Indians happen to be my beat.
So when spring training rolls around, I pack up, head to Winter Haven, Florida, where they practice and get ready for the season, and stay there until the season starts.
They rented a they went to a country club and rented one big house for all of us to stay in because I'm down here and then eventually our show hosts will trickle in and they'll do shows from down here so there'll be more than one of us here eventually.
There'll be two, three, four, five of us.
So they just rented one big house and put us all in there.
Actually, I've got to tell you, now, my emails could have been wrong, but they said that you got so scared, so freaked out, over whatever it was that was happening that you refused to stay in the house.
unidentified
Yeah, it got to the point.
I left one morning at 4.15 in the morning after hearing about an hour's worth of stuff.
And yeah, it was kind of funny because I'm so skeptical and hard-headed about this kind of stuff.
I still don't believe in it.
I don't know.
I'm usually the first person to tell someone they're an idiot or on crack when they say their house is on it.
So it took a bit for me to finally get out of there.
So I roll over, shut my eyes, and then had them shut for about 15 seconds, and I will go to my grave swearing that footsteps I heard in the hallway, heard somebody walk into the bedroom and walk right up to the bed so close to it that I could have reached out and grabbed them.
Opened my eyes, there was nobody there.
Throw on the light, grab an iron, because it was the only thing I could find in the bedroom that resembled a weapon.
Did a once over of the place.
Couldn't find a soul.
At that point, I didn't know what to do, so I just figured, I got to get out of here.
I got dressed, threw on my contact lenses, and like, and basically tucked out the back door, got in the car, and left.
I called Ray at home, and I'm like, Ray, you know me to be a pretty sane guy.
He's like, yeah.
So I told him everything, and he couldn't believe it.
I mean, he believed me, but he was laughing, but he believed me.
He's like, you've got to understand this does sound kind of funny back to Tamara.
And I'm like, yeah, I can imagine.
So he knows this girl who's a paranormal expert who apparently has been on our station before and done stuff with our station before.
Her name was Mary Ann.
So he called Mary Ann, and he said, you know, she can find out just being on the phone with you whether or not they're in there or if you're just crazy.
I'm like, all right, great.
Hopefully she'll tell me I'm crazy and I can just go on with life.
And so he arranges it that at 3.10 that afternoon on our afternoon drive show, I'll be on with Mike, who was our show host, and Marianne will be on the phone too.
So 3.10 rolls around.
I go back to the house, not knowing what to expect.
Everything was cool.
I mean, you know, if I walked in, I didn't have anything throwing stuff at me, I guess.
So I get on the phone.
I recount my story to Mike and everyone who's listening.
Apparently that made them aware that I was aware of them because then the swooshing sound, which she had told me earlier in the conversation, the swishing sound that I heard the night before was them moving.
So the swooshing sound then all of a sudden picked up.
Just while you were on the air.
While I'm on the air.
Now I had no windows open, no air conditioning on, no doors open.
And for anyone that says, and I was trying to say at first, that's just a breeze.
Still trying to convince myself that nothing was going on.
When you told your boss you weren't going back, I mean, that's it.
I'm out of there.
unidentified
Well, yeah, at first he, at first, we didn't know because fortunately the folks at the Country Club place were nice enough to believe us, and they just got us a new house.
But at first, we didn't know if that was going to be the case.
So you had to tell them this whole story and get them to believe you?
Yeah, and fortunately, they believed us, and then we sent them a cassette of the hour.
I was on with Mike and the paranormal girl, and that might have helped to convince them anyway.
So, they got us a new house, but it was up for a couple days.
We didn't know what we were going to do.
I spent two nights in a hotel, and my boss is like, well, you just might have to, he gives me smoke sticks every two, three days or have somebody come in and bless the house.
When I got into the house, when I checked in that Thursday, five minutes after I had been there, my pager went off.
8888.
And I didn't think anything of it.
I figured somebody paged me a toll-free number, and I never got the rest of it.
I called my boss, called a couple friends.
Somebody had paged me, and I just disregarded it and moved on.
After I hung up with Mike that day on the afternoon show, when Marianne had said they're here, and I had heard all the swishing, I hung up, went into the bedroom to pack up an overnight bag, and I got paged again, 8888.
And I had talked to her later on.
I said, can they do anything to pager?
And she said, yeah, they can use the phone.
it's easy for them to use the 5 and the 8 button so I'm like Oh, I figure there's answers to it all, and I don't know them all.
And you know what?
I've been alive on this earth 26 and a half years.
I've had to deal with it once.
Honestly, I don't care enough to try to find out all the answers.
I got out of the house.
Let me get back to doing my job of watching baseball, and I'll be a happy guy.
I can't tell you what's different, but it certainly isn't the same as the daytime, is it?
Good morning.
Covering what has happened in Seattle, and in a moment, covering something that happened in Florida that connects directly to the ghost-to-ghost show that we're going to be doing tonight.
So stay right where you are.
My affiliate in Cleveland, Ohio, is one of the nation's great old gigantic clear channel radio stations, WTO.
T-A-M 1100 in Cleveland.
For that same radio station, there is a reporter, Mark Schwab is his name, at NCHWAB.
He's a news and sports reporter.
And I began getting taxes, oh gosh, emails and taxes a couple of weeks ago, maybe not that long ago.
And as we were contemplating the Ghost to Ghost program, people would write and say, did you know that there was a major incident with a sports reporter for WTAM?
And I kept getting them and getting them and getting them.
And finally, of course, I decided to call WTAM in Cleveland and find out what was going on.
And here's the guy who can tell us, Mark Schwab.
Mark, welcome.
unidentified
Top of the very early morning, Tia, Central Florida.
We're the flagship home of the tribe, and the Indians happen to be my beat.
So when spring training rolls around, I pack up, head to Winter Haven, Florida, where they practice and get ready for the season, and stay there until the season starts.
They rented a they went to a country club and rented one big house for all of us to stay in because I'm down here, and then eventually our show hosts will trickle in, and they'll do shows from down here, so there'll be more than one of us here eventually.
There'll be two, three, four, five of us.
So they just rented one big house and put us all in there.
Actually, I've got to tell you, now, my emails could have been wrong, but they said that you got so scared, so freaked out, over whatever it was that was happening that you refused to stay in the house.
unidentified
Yeah, it got to the point.
I left one morning at 4.15 in the morning after hearing about an hour's worth of stuff.
And yeah, it was kind of funny because I'm so skeptical and hard-headed about this kind of stuff.
I still don't believe in it, I guess.
I don't know.
I'm usually the first person that tells someone they're an idiot or on crack when they say their house is haunted.
So it took a bit for me to finally get out of there.
So I roll over, shut my eyes, and then had them shut for about 15 seconds, and I will go to my grave swearing the footsteps I heard in the hallway, heard somebody walk into the bedroom and walk right up to the bed so close to it that I could have reached out and grabbed them.
Opened my eyes, there was nobody there.
Throw on the light, grab an iron, because it was the only thing I could find in the bedroom that resembled a weapon.
Did a once-over of the place.
Couldn't find a soul.
At that point, I didn't know what to do, so I just figured, I got to get out of here.
I got dressed, threw on my contact lenses, and like, and basically tucked out the back door, got in the car, and left.
I called Ray at home, and I'm like, Ray, you know me to be a pretty sane guy.
He's like, yeah.
So I told him everything, and he couldn't believe it.
I mean, he believed me, but he was laughing, but he believed me.
He's like, you've got to understand this stuff sounds kind of funny back to Famarin.
I'm like, yeah, I can imagine that.
So he knows this girl who is a paranormal expert who apparently has been on our station before and done stuff with our station before.
Her name was Mary Ann.
So he called Mary Ann, and he said, you know, she can find out just being on the phone with you whether or not they're in there or if you're just crazy.
I'm like, all right, great.
Hopefully she'll tell me I'm crazy and I can just go on with life.
And so he arranges it that at 3.10 that afternoon on our afternoon drive show, I'll be on with Mike, who was our show host, and Mary Ann will be on the phone too.
So 3.10 rolls around.
I go back to the house, not knowing what to expect.
Everything was cool.
Nobody, I mean, you know, I walked in, I didn't have anything throwing stuff at me, I guess.
So I get on the phone, I recount my story to Mike, and everyone is listening.
Apparently that made them aware that I was aware of them because then the swishing sound, which she had told me earlier in the conversation, the squishing sound that I heard the night before was them moving.
So the swishing sound, then all of a sudden picked up.
When you told your boss you weren't going back, I mean, that's it.
I'm out of there.
unidentified
Well, you know, at first he at first we didn't know because fortunately the folks at the Country Club place were nice enough to believe us, and they just got us a new house.
But at first, we didn't know if that was going to be the case.
When I got into the house, when I checked in that Thursday, five minutes after I had been there, my pager went off.
8888.
And I didn't think anything of it.
I figured somebody paged me a toll-free number, and I never got the rest of it.
I called my boss, called a couple friends, somebody had paged me, and I just disregarded it and moved on.
After I hung up with Mike that day on the afternoon show, when Marianne had said they're here, and I had heard all the swishing, I hung up, went into the bedroom to pack up an overnight bag, and I got paged again, 8888.
And I had talked to her later on.
I said, Can they do anything with your pager?
She said, Yeah, they can use you know, they can use the phone.
It's easy for them to use the five and the eight button.
So I'm like, so is is Well, Mark, as somebody who uh was v is very level-headed, because you still are, and never believed in this kind of stuff, how do you feel now?
unidentified
Oh, I figure there's answers to it all, and I don't know them all.
And you know what?
I've been alive on this earth 26 and a half years, and I've had to deal with it once.
Honestly, I don't care enough to try to find out all the answers.
I got out of the house.
Let me get back to doing my job of watching baseball, and I'll be a happy guy.
That certainly is appropriate for tonight, isn't it?
Let me first tell you that on my website, we have about three pages of brand new ghost photographs for tonight's program.
You just heard the reporter in the last half hour from WTAM in Cleveland, who was a complete non-believer in this sort of thing, and it got to the point where the house he was provided down in Florida no longer was livable.
Obviously, it was haunted.
And non-believer that he is, he finally had had enough and he left, and he will not go back to that house, and I don't blame him.
When we do ghost to ghost, we do serious and real ghost stories.
That's why it's frightening.
These aren't made up.
It's not baloney.
It's real.
So I warn you, if you frighten easily, turn the radio off.
A lot of what you're going to hear tonight is going to be frightening.
Most of what you're going to hear tonight comes from all of you.
Your real stories.
That's exactly what makes them so frightening.
I don't laugh at people who have these experiences.
I don't laugh at all.
Mark Schwab, I'm sure, got chuckled at by his friends at WTAM.
But I can assure you, if it happens to you, the smile gets wiped off your face very quickly indeed.
Are ghosts captured on film?
Yes, they are.
On digital cameras?
Yes, they are.
And if you'll go to my website right now, let me see, and you go to program and tonight's guest info, you will see Ghost to Ghost AM with Art Bond.
Then below it, you'll see recent ghost photos, three pages.
Take a look at some of those.
There's a fire photograph in there that is evil from start to finish.
There is a photograph that'll just scare the you-know-what out of you.
It's obviously not just the random flicker of a flame caught on film, but something truly evil caught on film.
And that's one of many up there, but it's completely freaky.
That's all I can tell you.
Completely freaky.
All right.
Now, I've got somebody on the phone that sent me fax earlier today that freaked me out because it has to do with a man that I worked with.
And some of you may recall that I did a guest appearance on Dark Skies, NBC's Dark Skies.
Remember that?
And I played one of the majestic 12 board members.
And the actor that I was with, who was the star of the show, was J.T. Walsh, who passed away, I think now about three years ago.
J.T. was a great guy, a great actor, and a man who helped me.
I hate TV.
Man, I hate television.
I ward off TV like some people ward off evil.
I just don't like it.
I turn it down, right, and left.
But working with J.T. was really fun because he was so relaxed and so natural and so intense with regard to what he was doing.
And he just relaxed me, and we had a blast doing Dark Skies, an absolute blast.
And we all, from time to time, had a number of experiences, but I think that I probably, for some reason, had the most or kind of absorbed the brunt of the experiences.
As a matter of fact, as that last guest that you just had on there, I just wanted to say that those types of stories in the house were a common type of occurrence.
Okay, well, just before you go on, you wrote, I also want to point out the study, which I guess you're going to talk about, was filled with books paralleling the topics of your show, including books on ghosts and communicating from the other side.
Okay, when you say full-blown haunted house, what do you mean?
unidentified
Well, just like that gentleman was talking about earlier, talking about, you know, common thing was hearing footsteps a lot, flickering of lights on and off, doors that would lock.
We never, like, for example, the front door would lock a lot.
But none of us, we were all bachelors.
It was just kind of foolish.
But none of us had a key to the front door, and you could only lock it from the inside.
And there was a lot of times that I stayed alone in the house, and I would leave to go do this or do that.
And I couldn't have possibly locked the front door myself because then I wouldn't have been able to leave the house because I could only lock it from the inside without a key.
I would come home a lot, and the front door would be locked, and I would be the only person that would be there.
Every now and then you would hear like a distant kind of a whispering voice over your shoulder, and you kind of look to see.
And a lot of times you really got an intense feeling of being watched, and particularly in different parts of the house.
As a matter of fact, later on, as the experience began to escalate, we went through two different sets of cleaning ladies because they refused to clean in the house anymore because of the experiences that they were having.
I'm not a medium, and I'm not the expert at all, like the woman who was on the previous interview.
But if it wasn't him, I got the sense that it was.
If it wasn't him, then it could have been another spirit that was maybe posing as him.
His ashes were in the house.
There were a lot of different things that pointed in that direction.
I would work in his study a lot, and different times I would, and I'm an aspiring filmmaker myself, and I would be breaking down the script and coming up with creative choices.
And in a weird, backhanded kind of a way, I would get this sense of inspiration, so to speak, when I would reach a sticking point.
And as these different things began to escalate, oh, by the way, there was a front gate, electric gate that would open and close on its own when you had to know which telephone line and what the code was for that.
I mean, these things went on and on and on all the time.
There were times when my girlfriend and I, who I was dating at the time, it became so obvious that we would literally leave the house for the night.
What do you mean by a normal glass of wine would turn into a bottle or even two?
What do you mean?
unidentified
Oh, that was where I was kind of leading.
Eventually, my personality when I was in the house kind of began to change.
Oh?
This is kind of more difficult to talk about than I thought.
I would start picking up books that I wouldn't normally pick up, watching movies I wouldn't normally watch.
I started drinking a lot more in the house than I normally would.
And I know JT in his past had that habit.
And just lots of different things.
It was almost as if I was kind of taking on his personality.
And I don't know if this means anything.
I'm not an expert by any means, but it was almost like there was residual life or energy from him, some kind of in the furniture and the walls and the artwork and the books and everything that almost kind of rubbed off on you.
I don't know if that makes any sense, but sure it does.
that was kind of how it felt and one night in particular uh...
That would be somebody who is able to feel what others are feeling.
That imprint is on them, and they essentially start to become that and start to feel the pain, if not more, from that person or entity in this case.
unidentified
I think that that's probably true.
At any rate, my personality when I was in the house was kind of starting to change.
And this night in particular, it was getting close toward the sale of the house, Which was kind of another factor.
Things really kind of started to escalate, particularly with my kind of empathic experience, as you put it.
And I just was going to start off by having a glass of wine, and a glass of wine led to, you know, those big, huge bottles of wine that are almost as big as two or three.
So I ended up drinking that whole thing by myself in the hot tub that night and breaking glass all over the house.
And by the way, what did his son say about, did you talk with him about this?
unidentified
We did.
And there were, you know, there were other, the other guys in the house were having pretty intense experiences as well.
He had mentioned that there were other friends and family, close friends and family, that he had that had noticed other things.
And he didn't deny the fact, but he didn't quite have the intense experiences I don't think that we had.
So I don't know if in a weird kind of a way it kind of comforted him or I can't really speak to him, but he was aware of it, but I just don't think to the extent that we were.
Well, you know, J.T. Walsh was a very, very strong personality.
So it would not surprise me that Indeath, if it were possible, and if we don't know half of what we know about the other side, and I'm still learning as everybody else is, but such a strong, dominant personality might indeed make an imprint of the sort that you described on somebody living in that house, particularly shortly after death.
I really can see that happening.
unidentified
It wouldn't surprise me at all.
Although, you know, I will say for a large part of this, even though you kind of became aware of this was happening, you still are kind of in a sense of denial when things happen to you right in front of your face.
When the door locks right in front of your face or whatever it might be, you still are in a sense of denial about it.
You don't live every moment while you're in a house like this where you're constantly thinking about it.
And after a while, it would actually continue to shake after I was awake.
And then after a while, again, it would just start shaking even before I fell asleep.
And sometimes I couldn't tell if it was the bed that was shaking or if I knew it was shaking when I woke up and my heart was pounding so hard that it was my heart that was causing it.
And yet sometimes I would feel like things in the mattress and like fingers and things like that.
But I, you know, and I actually checked the mattress to see if there was mice in it and with my roommates and all kinds of stuff.
And it was nothing.
They happen almost every night.
But this one night in particular, I had fallen into a very deep sleep, and I hadn't slept very deeply lately because of the shaking bed stuff.
And I had reached this very deep place in sleep.
You know, that point where you kind of start to reach almost a sleep paralysis?
Well, it was almost as if, and I don't know this for certain, but this is the impression that I got, that whatever this being or entity was was waiting for me to reach that place.
And the moment that I did, I could almost see that it was almost as if it was a shadow type being grabbed my right arm from the right side of my bed and started to pull me out of my body.
Well, you know, there are some who would say it was a sleep thing that nobody was tapping on you.
There's others who would say that it was maybe your guardian angel trying to save your life because you were about to choke to death on a throat lozenge.
unidentified
Well, I'm saying, well, right.
I know it seems silly, you know, but I wouldn't have called in if I didn't think it was.
I was working at a Halloween store, and I had a friend, a couple friends actually, they were telling me about weird stuff they saw around their apartment in Seattle near SeaTac area.
Okay, but it's going to play it twice now, and this is exactly what we heard to the first question, and then we got no responses to any other questions after this.
So, yes, but before you had it analyzed for noise or to try to filter out the noise, which is a common thing to do in audio, you obviously heard something on the tape or you would not have given it to somebody to analyze.
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Yeah, it just sounded kind of a whisper, kind of like kind of thing.
But it didn't answer anything like that after any of our other questions, like what is your name or anything like that.
And I actually ended up living at this place a little while later because I needed some roommates.
And I did actually witness some dishes flying off of a kitchen counter when we were talking something about tarot cards and I said something about they're not evil and then these dishes went flying off the counter.
And I said, well, I said, you know, turn on the water.
I happened to be in the bathroom at the time.
It's a pretty good size room.
I said, turn on the water in the sink.
And she turned it on.
I said, can you hear these voices better?
Yeah.
I said, turn on the tub.
And then there was an electric space heater in there.
Anyway, we turned everything on.
And the louder the background noise became, the louder the voices became until she was able to recognize that it was a man and a woman arguing.
So at any rate, we had had problems with items that were missing or moved, like photos, magazines, tools.
And I decided, since I was a commercial photographer, that what I would do is that I would try and see if there was any way to take a picture of whatever this was.
I had purchased, you know what Heath Kit is, right, or was.
That was an electronics manufacturer, folks, of old ham gear.
In fact, they did audio, even television in Benton Harbor, Michigan, I believe, right?
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That's right, that's exactly right.
I built a little GR-104, you know, portable TV, and built radios.
Anyway, one of the things that I had done is I had purchased a bunch of kits that all had to do with security.
There was ultrasonic detectors, you know, with transducers.
There were all kinds.
There was a base unit, a phone dialer, a whole bunch of this stuff.
And when we turned it on for the first time, of course, basically my wife thought that it was something I had done that was wrong, but it wouldn't be on very long, especially at night, until, of course, the alarm went off.
And it came down to the point where we shut the units off until we found out which one of the ones was going off the most.
And I, of course, replaced it, and we had the same problem.
And I did it two or three times.
So I said, you know, I'll bet you that whatever it is that's been, you know, causing these noises and problems, again, second floor, three-floor building, it was right there on the second floor.
The one that faced the lengthway down the hall was the one that kept going off.
So I said, you know, if we can detect it, we can photograph it because we'll be able to use something like aeroectochrome or whatever and, you know, strobe lights.
No, I was sort of thwarted in that regard by Linda saying, you know, I don't think you should risk the photographic equipment because if they could do that, they could do anything else because this was a physical photograph.
And when I had come back again once from doing something where I didn't want the cats to be involved, if I was painting anything, I used to put them in the bedroom.
I came, I heard one of them talking, and I thought, oh, well, they're awake, you know.
I'll let them out.
And when I went in, one was sitting on a chair, one was on the floor, the other was on the bed, and they were looking.
This room basically has a bay window that faces west and faces our yard, actually, on the third floor.
And they were all talking.
I tried talking to them.
They didn't pay any attention.
So I turned one around physically.
Now, of course, they never bit us and they never scratched us.
So they just simply tried to regain their original position with respect to that corner of the room.
They were looking just below the ceiling, which is very high, probably about eight feet off the floor is where they were looking.
And I couldn't see anything.
So I went over and I opened up of the three windows.
This would be the window left.
I opened the shades on the window right.
I opened the curtains.
And out of the corner of my eye, not my central vision, but my peripheral vision, I could see a darkness.
And it looked sort of like what you would expect a gingerbread man to look like.
That is to say, no definite limbs, but yes, there were what looked like legs, arms, and a head and a torso, but no real definition.
No, you could not see, you know, a finger, fingernail.
There are those who say the veil between that side and this side is breaking down.
I would tend to agree with those people.
As you listen to the stories tonight, the contemporary stories, the ones that have literally happened in the last few days, in the last year or so, the frequency of these stories, the intensity of these stories, to me, kind of says, something is changing.
Has that occurred to any of you out there?
Something is changing.
Maybe the veil between here and there is beginning to slip away or change.
I really don't know.
I just listen.
Remember, I'm doing this show tonight with a temperature of 100 and a half.
So the flu is still with me, and it may have my thinking off-kilter a little bit, and I may say things I ought not say, but is it not said that in the last days, the final days, the dead will rise?
Is it not possible that in the days leading up to the end, the veil, and I call it that just because that's all I can think to call it, will begin to collapse.
And I'm not suggesting these are the final days, but I guess I am suggesting there's a lot going on right now with regard to entities, ghosts, whatever you want to call them.
An awful lot beginning to happen.
You've got to wonder if it might not be the warm-up.
I get a drink, and as I'm walking back, I walk to a game room that has basically the only thing in it is a pool table.
And as I'm walking past the pool table, a multicolored ball rolls past my feet really quickly.
And it's like a baseball-sized rubber ball, like a kid's ball.
And when I had walked in the door, I'd noticed that the family had two cats.
And I, of course, think it's one of the cats batting the ball at me.
So I look to the corner to see which little kitty had batted the ball, and the cats aren't there.
And immediately what flashes through my mind is, okay, the ball went really fast.
The floor's not uneven.
Something else did it, and I don't know what.
So I look to the library, which is about 500 feet away, and there are glass French doors where all the other women are, to see if there's something going on.
And the two cats are in there.
So the cats could not have batted the ball.
And like I said, it was really fast.
It rolled right past my feet and then stopped.
I kind of get the hair on my arm stands up.
I walk to this stranger's library and say, excuse me, to the lady who owns the house, you don't have ghosts, do you?
Ha ha ha.
And she said, the smile falls from her face and she said, what did they do now?
And I'm like, oh, so this has happened before.
And she said, what did they do?
And I said, well, a large ball rolled in front of my feet really quickly and stopped.
And she said, yeah, well, they're kind of pranksters.
And then she goes on to explain that her daughter, they had only lived in the house a few years.
Her daughter had had some sort of incident in the basement where the ghost had tripped her and she'd sprained her ankle.
And she'd finally gone into the history of the house because she didn't know what was going on.
And it turns out they're the third family to own the house.
The house was built in 1927.
The original owners of the house had a very hard life, very hard time, lost a daughter to a very difficult circumstance.
And the woman, who they feel is the person occupying the house still, was very sad.
And so she started to tell me a little bit about her.
And she said her name was Mary Wells Brown.
And she said, oh, I have a picture of her.
And I said, oh, I'd love to see it, which I think is probably going to be a small snapshot.
She said, I found a picture of her in the attic, and I've decided to honor her.
I had this picture of her, so she doesn't feel like I'm occupying her house and not honoring her.
And I said, I'd love to see it.
She touches a panel on the parquet wall, and the wall moves.
Well, no, look, if you push a button and the wall changes and a picture comes out, that's a kind of a shrine.
She had to go to a lot of trouble to do that.
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No, I think the wall, that sort of secret Room was always there.
I think she made that Mary Wells Brown's secret room.
I mean, she hung the picture there, you know, as it's like, all right, I'm giving her her own space so that she doesn't get honked off that we're here.
That's the other thing that I think I wanted to really bring up tonight, and that is lately we've been hearing stories apparent hauntings from people who are still alive.
Now, what does that say?
Does that say that our spirits are one in life and in death, and that we're capable of having that spirit remain in a certain place, doing a certain thing, even though we still live as when we die?
I don't know if you want me to update the newer listeners or it was quite a story, but I actually had an experience last year after telling that story that kind of connects the two.
Basically, about 14 years ago, I moved down to Grapevine, Texas.
I went to a party with a friend of mine.
I met a very nice young lady by the name of Clarity.
I'd always taken the same route back home to Grapevine, but for some reason that night, when I took her home, who supposedly she lived pretty close to where I lived in Grapevine, I wound up getting lost and wound up driving actually north to Oklahoma.
So on the way there, we kind of took a right turn and wound up in Denton, Texas that night, and she suddenly told me that she used to live there, and she told me she kind of directed me around inside Denton, Texas, and we wound up in an apartment building.
And she said she had some friends there, so I thought we were going to get a telephone or something like that, trying to find some directions home.
Well, suddenly we get out of the car, and there's a big hill on the left-hand side there.
And she goes, let's go over the hill.
I want to show you something.
And I said, okay, I'm kind of curious.
It's about 3 a.m. in the morning.
You know, really pretty girls, so I'm pretty much up for anything right now.
At this point, I'm pretty much fighting my truck over, so I'm like, no problem.
So we're walking in, and there's a really huge stone gate, and on the right-hand side, it almost looked like it had been hit by a tornado or something like that, but it was just demolished.
Well, I didn't really say much about it because she kind of wandered in, and we were looking around, and suddenly I'm standing there, and it gets into an extremely dead still Texas night, and there's a full moon out, and I love full moons.
And I'm looking up at the full moon, and she's standing behind me, and suddenly to the left of me, I see seven white birds, and they're all connected by the wing, and they're just floating up towards the moon.
And I'm like, really, I'm watching this second.
This is totally beautiful.
I'm just, you know, I'm in awe.
And suddenly from behind me, she starts speaking about Bible prophecy and about the seven birds that will return her home.
And as I'm looking up at the moon, and I'm looking at the birds, and I'm listening to her talk about the prophecy of the seven birds and the returning home, as the word home trails off, sir, I look around And suddenly she's gone.
As the word home, as she's saying return home, trails off, I look around and I turn exactly to where she was standing.
She is completely gone.
I do a hard-target search of the place because I'm still a gentleman.
I'm not going to fail on her.
But yet I'm looking hard.
I'm looking low, and I'm thinking, well, maybe she just went, you know, returned home or maybe went to a friend's house.
Well, as I find out later, she truly did return home.
Because about two years later, I come back to the same place in Denton, Texas, and I go up to a Texaco just right down the corner.
And I'm talking to the guy at the counter, and I'm saying, you know, boy, I had kind of a strange experience back then.
And he goes to relate the story about this girl who, I guess, a couple of her friends got into their dad's pickup truck, drove over the hill, wound up crashing into that very stone gate that I saw earlier before that was destroyed, and wound up getting killed on our prom night.
And I'm thinking to myself, truly she had returned home.
Well, here's the kicker art.
I told you this story about a year ago at the same time.
Well, not at that time, but I relate the story to the guys I work with the next day.
And I'm saying, well, maybe it was my sister.
Or I thought, well, maybe the room's haunted or something.
Or maybe it was the maid or something.
Or I was dreaming or something.
Anyway, that was Thursday.
That was late.
That was late Wednesday night.
The next day I relate the story.
Friday morning, I get a call from my wife saying, I have some bad news that my niece has died.
She committed suicide.
Well, I find out, and I didn't connect it at the time, but I'm thinking, and I tell the guys this, well, maybe that was my niece that came to the room.
So I go back to Montana for the funeral.
I'm the one of the last persons to view my niece before the funeral, and it was that face that I saw.
I didn't recognize it at first.
I thought maybe it was my sister, but then as I see my niece at the viewing, it was her face, and that's what I saw.
She had come to the room when I was in Oklahoma City.
If the hair on the back of your neck stands up, something's happening big time.
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There's somebody there.
So anyway, so she tells me what's been happening in the five months.
They had not told anyone this.
And since they had moved in, especially in the evening after they'd put their young daughter to bed, they would hear somebody walking in the upstairs hall.
And originally, of course, they would think that their daughter had gotten up and was walking around.
And so they'd holler up the stairs like good parents.
And then somebody would go up to put her back to bed, and she'd be sound asleep.
And they would have doors opening, particularly in that upstairs hall, and things like that going on.
And so they wondered.
And she knew, because I sense these things, she knew that I'd know if there was somebody actually in the house.
And so I stayed in that room.
Of course, they put me in the room that they thought she belonged in.
But it was like, you know, when you just, it's like out of the corner of your eye, but, you know, when you just wake up, sometimes you can see what you don't see when you're fully conscious.
I mean, here is this entity leaning over right there.
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Leaning over him, and I woke up, I sensed this, saw this, and got first very scared, and then, which I don't think of myself as a very possessive person, but I got angry.
It was like, this is my guy.
Get out of here.
I really got angry, and I...
Yeah, and it was like, well, I didn't know what she would do.
I knew, for some reason, I knew very quickly upon going to the house that it was a woman.
And she liked doors open.
She liked the room neat.
Stuff like that.
I just had a sense about it.
But I didn't realize she was not happy with him being there.
Which means that entities are trapped here, obviously, then, for a period of time ranging from, no doubt, almost a non-existent amount of time to forever.
But the people who were living in the house, we moved into it when I was about, gosh, I was about eight or nine years old and 81.
And it was in Newcastle, Indiana on what we figured out was Indian burial grounds.
They had built attractive houses that were perfectly lined up step down, step down, step down.
And we didn't think anything of it at first, but my mom's boyfriend, over the course of living there, started to act really weird.
Well, we didn't think much about it because, you know, sometimes that happens.
But our next door neighbor was what proved it out.
They had, it was a nice little young family, a husband and a wife and a little boy.
Well, as soon as they moved in next door, they started having weird things happening.
Toilets flushing by themselves, cats tracking things across the room that nobody else could see, cold hands on people's Shoulders, just weird stuff, but nothing you could put your finger on, really.
And then their little boy got sick with something that couldn't get diagnosed.
At first, they thought he had anything from leukemia to cat scratch fever.
It was something to do with his immune system, but he was getting sicker and sicker by the day.
And so she ended up being a good friend of my mom's, and she let my sisters use the house for their prom date after the prom because the high school was right across the way.
And the nearest that we could figure out was because it was all focused on men, the women felt angry, but the men were the ones that seemed to suffer from it.
I mean, they went from being normal, happy-go-lucky.
Is that an entity remaining, injecting its hatred into everybody who occupies the room?
Or again, is it some sort of echo of hatred, memory of hatred, some kind of living memory, whether it's a living person who was there or somebody who's passed away, is that hatred then infecting everybody who occupies the same space?
So does that mean then that entities or just this raw hatred can occupy a place forevermore or until released?
I don't know.
There are so many questions generated by stories like this.
In fact, she was out of the country, and I received a phone call saying, well, she's dead.
And I grieved painfully for her, and I grieved for not ever having the chance to say goodbye to her.
And about six months after she died, I was physically becoming ill.
I lost a tremendous amount of weight, took a lot of drugs, drank a lot, and was basically self-destructing.
And I was over at a friend's house in the middle of the afternoon, sitting on their bed, and I looked up and I saw my mother walking towards me down a staircase.
And she looked radiant.
She actually looked younger and thinner and healthier than I could recall her ever looking.
She looked beautiful.
And I jumped up to run and embrace her.
And she said, I'm sorry, but this is taking so much of my energy to appear to you that you just, you can't put your arms around me, but you can talk to me.
So I was telling her how much I missed her, and she said she was aware of that, and that I needed to stop grieving, and she was in a much better place.
And then she asked me, would I like to come with her?
Well, I have a very scary story that I've had a lot of not-so-scary ghost encounters since, but this particular one happened when I was about probably about 16 or 17 years old.
And I had a friend who was really afraid of, I guess she'd seen The Exorcist or something, and she was horrified at the prospect of ever being possessed.
The evidence is cumulative, and it becomes overwhelming, doesn't it?
If you get our final hour, we'll be right back with more.
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And we figured we were all so smart, ha ha ha.
Well, my buddy dared me for $100 to go in the house.
And the thing is, if you go into the house, then nine bad things will happen to you.
I guess I was hoping it would have been American.
But it was a Canadian, I guess.
be killed.
I was that petrified.
It's almost what it was, but this is...
This is where it even gets weirder.
I phoned him up and I'm like, I'm petrified.
I totally freaked right out.
I was doing my checks on the building, my security checks.
Normally I walked through.
I ran through all four floors and downstairs to the basement and ran back into this office.
I did it.
Normally it takes about 20 minutes for a check.
I did it in five.
And I had him all on the phone all night, and I was petrified.
And him and me got to talking.
And we noticed that between the nine days from his place to here, we're on the same hundred block.
It's in a straight line.
And we noticed that within those nine days, bad, like this one guy ended up going, who had, like, he had a sort of a bad background, but he, one night, he went berserk and started shooting through the wall with a shotgun.
What?
Yeah, in the same hundred block, on the straight line.
Another girl was murdered in that nine days.
More breaking enters, more violent crimes, all the way in a straight line.
And I'm like, well, hand me a map.
So we mapped it out, eh?
And it's all in a straight line.
And we continued watching the news and newspaper.
And in a straight line, straight out where that house is, that's a total nightmare.
Where that barn is that we went, that house where we went to is directly in a straight line from that barn or house, sorry, to the hotel to his house.
It'd be almost unbearable, wouldn't it, watching something like that unfold once you had figured out what was going on and you had it plotted on the map the way he did, to watch it unfold and just move across nines?
One particular night, I had started sleeping on the couch for some reason upstairs in the living room, and the couch was across from the picture window.
I mean, if somebody was screwing up these rooms after you cleaned them, you could either only presume somebody was going in and, you know, messing with your work, or there was something going on, yeah.
That's right.
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Well, I thought it was poltergeist activity because I had two young ladies in the house, and I figured it would pass.
Well, when the couch started rocking back and forth, I came slightly awake, and I said, no, it's my imagination.
Did you know, not too many people know, but did you know that in a lot of places, the law says that if you have a haunted house, you have got to notify potential buyers of that fact under the law?
A very old friend came by today Cause he was telling every morning town Of the love that he's just found And the reason is of his latest friend He taught and taught and I heard him say That she had a long and quiet hand to put a dream in our living world.
So was it ever so annoyingly hot that you would intentionally call on whatever this was to get it cold?
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That's a good idea.
Think about that this summer when our electric bill comes in.
And I would put it down, and then I would go look through the Bible to see what kind of scriptures that said, and then, you know, it would, you know, dissipate.
And then every time I would go read these books, it would get absolutely so cold.
And I just thought, I didn't think anything about it.
Well, except for cool.
You know, I was ignorant, I guess.
I didn't really think anything about it.
I guess after a week, I was reading, and I kept feeling like there was something watching me, following me around, and it would just be a really weird presence in the house.
My husband was working, the baby would be napping, or he would look at something like he was like a cat track something, and he would start crying.
And I would say, what is going on?
And this would go on.
And then I was at the kitchen sink.
It's an old house, you know, with the window, those old deep sinks.
I was washing dishes, and I wasn't thinking about anything that I was reading.
It was just a very hot, sultry day.
And all of a sudden, Art, I felt these very thick, cold, icy fingers touch my shoulders, move up to my neck, wrap around my neck, and gave me a gentle squeeze.
And there was this always when I would feel like something was following me, and especially at that time when those icy fingers touched me, there would be this awful kind of like boiled egg smell in the house.
I was in sixth grade, and I have like a younger brother who's about 18 months younger than me.
And we used to visit an elderly couple in an old house that was next door to us.
It was a small town.
And our house sat beside this old house, and then right beside it was a big church.
And we used to go there every day, basically, just to catch up with them, tell them how our day was and everything.
And every time we were over there, we only stayed in the kitchen of the house.
But every time we were over there, there would be a door that would slam, and it would come from upstairs.
And, you know, we didn't think anything of it, my brother and I. But one of the couple would always go upstairs after the door had slammed.
And they're the only two that lived in the house, and they were always in the kitchen with us when it happened.
And I didn't think anything of it.
And I was upstairs only once in the house, and the elderly man was giving me some stamps.
And it happened, the door slammed again while we were up there.
And it kind of was like, well, it's an old drafty house.
It kind of looked like one of the, like from a Scooby-Doo mansion, you know.
It was almost like the rest of the house outside of the kitchen, the kitchen was modern, but the rest of the house just absorbed light.
You know, it was so dark.
The wood was so dark, and it was kind of creepy.
But, you know, I never felt ill at ease there.
But I got into high school, and I was at Hayride, and one of the girls who was out of high school knew most of the folklore about the town.
And she was telling us that there was a house next to a church in town where someone had committed suicide.
And I was like, well, which church?
Because there was about three churches in there and she told me it was the Presbyterian church and sure enough that was the house that I used to live next door to and would go to every day and, you know, hear this door slam upstairs.
And uh we oh man, this is this is where it gets a little creepy.
One Halloween we had taken pictures outside of me and my brother and my younger sister out in the yard with that house in the background.
And I wish we had more time, folks, but we are out or oot of time, as it were.
Sorry about that.
It always rushes by.
Ghost to ghost is, as I said, something we're going to be doing more of during the year than just, you know, at Halloween because it's so interesting and because things are changing out there.
We're beginning to, I don't know, we're getting close to a big change.
Don't you say?
I do.
Have a good night, everybody.
And tomorrow night is going to be very, very interesting.
Brittany Petros from Big Brother is going to be here, and then we're going to have a guest on reality TV.
It's going to be a different kind of night, but I think you're going to enjoy it.