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Oct. 31, 2005 - Art Bell

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Coast to Coast AM with Art Bell - Ghost to Ghost 2005

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art bell ▲ ● ▼		If you're one of those, your phone's probably going to ring.
		And then, of course, Fast Blasts.
		If you want to do a one-sentence summary that will convince me yours is a serious and good ghost story and include your phone number, then maybe.
		And then, of course, people who just get in on the line.
		So we'll, you know, we'll mix it up.
		Now, this program is only about one thing.
		Life, and more importantly, death.
		Life is short.
		Really short.
		Gee, I can remember when I was crawling in the crib, and here I am, you know, 60 years old, staring at the Reaper.
		And so it shall be for all of you.
		All of us.
		Now, that leaves a really big question.
		The one that probably drove me to begin this program in the first place.
		Is there anything after all of this?
		Or is this some accidental or even purposeful biological existence that goes no further than this?
		I don't think so.
		I've been convinced by a number of things, electronic voice phenomena, the voices of the dead that I have heard and the people I trust who have recorded them.
		And then, of course, what you're going to hear tonight.
		And that would be real ghost stories from real people.
		So it is kind of scary at times because this is the real McCoy.
		Ghost Ghost 05 coming right up.
		Music As I said, these are just regular people you're about to hear.
		Regular people.
		And so, if you're wondering whether there's more to this life than just the short physical existence that we have, you're going to want to listen during the evening.
		And I think at some point you'll begin to convince yourself, and for that reason alone, it's well worth the listen.
		East of the Rockies, you're on the air and the first caller this night.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Hello?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello.
unidentified		Hi, Ark.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first name?
unidentified		My first name is Dave.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yo, Dave.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you and what you're up to?
unidentified		I am in northeastern Ohio and I am working.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You're working?
unidentified		Yes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, you're working?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What kind of work do you do?
unidentified		I am a police officer.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A police officer.
		Okay.
		You know, that makes it particularly interesting.
		Something happened while you were on duty?
unidentified		Yes, actually.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, really?
		All right.
		Fire away.
unidentified		Well, I've been a police officer about 10 and a half years, and on the south end of the city in which I work, there are two large estates right across the street from one another.
		And about four years ago, my buddy Joe and I were working the midnight shift, and we got called to one of the estates about 12.30, quarter to one in the morning.
		Somebody had thought maybe there were some deer hunters on the property.
		They have a large wooded area on the property there.
		So we went to check it out.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Was it a call, you know, people with guns, that kind of deal?
unidentified		All we got was that they thought maybe there were deer hunters in there.
		I don't think they actually heard shots.
		They may have seen it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, well, still, if you know there's a gun at the call, your head's up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
unidentified		Well, absolutely.
		Yeah, we weren't going to venture actually into the woods until we figured out what we had.
		So we got there and we were standing along the edge of the woodline trying to listen to see if we heard voices or movement or anything in the woods.
		And after a few minutes, I heard as clear as day, no question about it, the sound of a small child laughing.
		And I immediately turned my flashlight on and I started looking.
		It sounded like it came in from just a few feet inside the woodline, and I could see probably 15, 20 feet into the woodline.
		And I'm looking, and I don't see anything, and I don't hear any movement, no leaves rustling, no nothing.
		And when I had turned my light on, Joe had turned his on at the same time, and I asked him, I said, did you hear what I just heard?
		And he looked at me and he said, I think so.
		It sounded like a little kid laughing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Last thing you'd expect to find in the woods late at night.
unidentified		Exactly.
		So I said, okay, so we looked around a little bit and we didn't see anything, hung around for maybe another 10 minutes and nothing came of the call.
		So we left and we had referred to it a couple of times over the years, you know, just kind of jokingly.
		Well, fast forward ahead to about four months ago, Joe and another officer got called back to the same estate, this time for an alarm at the main house.
		They got there and they were met by the caretaker who explained that the power line had been cut to the house and that's why the alarm had gone off.
		And they were standing outside talking to him.
		And Joe was, they were near the woods and Joe was kind of looking around, a little uneased.
		And the other officer, Ron, asked him what the problem was.
		And Joe said, these woods just kind of give me the creeps.
		And that was all he said.
		And the caretaker looked at him and kind of chuckled and said, why, have you heard the kids laughing at you from the woods?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, really?
unidentified		And Joe was obviously dumbfounded and said, actually, yeah, I did.
		What's the story?
		Well, apparently, according to the caretaker, the same family had owned this property for generations and generations.
		And years and years ago, one of the first couple of generations to own the property had two small children that used to play in the woods there.
		And they both drowned in the pond that was in the woods.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And ever since then, according to the caretaker, the family and the maintenance people and caretakers and visitors and whatnot have all reported hearing these kids laughing from the woods.
unidentified		God.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That just scares the hell out of me, and I'll tell you why.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Have you heard some of the shows that I've done with EVP?
unidentified		Yes, I have.
unidentified		Fantastic.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, I know, and so many of them appear to be small children, you know, and as you're considering life after death, man, the last thing you want to imagine is that a child remains on this earth as it was after something, for example, like that.
		That that's to me that's horrifying.
		And even to the EV peop people, it's it's horrifying.
		And so there you go.
		And so you think that what was heard was a ghost and it was a child?
unidentified		Well, I know when I heard it, there was no mistaking it when I heard it.
		And like I said, Joe said he heard the same thing.
		I didn't have to ask him, did you hear the kid laugh?
		He just said I heard what sounded like a kid laughing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		God, I really appreciate the call.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you.
unidentified		All right, thanks, Arthur.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, take care.
		There's a police officer.
		And as I said, the last thing you want to contemplate is that if there is another life that it's spent on this earth, perhaps in the same form, eternally, there is one counterbalance argument to that possibility, and that is that it is only an echo of you, that your soul has moved on, and that what remains to be heard by those two police officers is only an echo of some sort of your life.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Good morning.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		My name is Dan from Greenfield Park, Quebec.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello, Dan.
unidentified		Yes.
unidentified		Just about the last caller, I realized that the story was the children had died on the estate, and the woods may very well be haunted, but it has to be remembered that a lot of times you are called with children's laughter because it's very tempting to go and help a distressed child.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that would be true.
unidentified		You really don't know what you're going to have when you get there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, that certainly would be true.
		Almost anybody would attempt to rescue a child.
		And I really should have asked them why they didn't venture into the woods, but anyway.
unidentified		Yeah, that's not why you called, right?
		Yes.
		Okay, my story.
		I was an Army brat.
		My father was in the Canadian forces.
		And when I was around 10 years old, it was the mid-1950s, we were stationed in Western Command in Alberta, Canada.
		And it was a desolate posting, the old story of the prairies where you can watch your dog run away for five days.
		And so my mother originally was from Glasgow, Scotland, and she had come over as a young girl.
		So she had been in Canada for 30 years or so, or 25 years.
		And her only contact at home was in the old days.
		You didn't phone.
		It was the old four airmail letters.
		And they went back and forth over the years.
		But she had never seen her family or visited Scotland before.
		So one evening, this is back and we're in Alberta.
		We had gone to bed.
		We'd been in bed for hours.
		And my mother went up to bed.
		And in the tradition of the 50s, my father locked up and secured all the windows, and he followed her to bed.
		And sometime in the small hours of the morning, my mother woke up and really felt an urge to go downstairs and pour herself a glass of water from the kitchen, saying something she can't ever remember having done before.
		So she simply used the light from the staircase to get down the stairs.
		And as she got to the bottom of the stairs, she just froze because sitting in her armchair in the living room was an old woman.
		And the old woman calmly gazed at her.
		My mother, it was probably a few seconds.
		My mother said she felt she was rooted there for minutes.
		And then she was terrified.
		She ran up the stairs and she broke into the heard my father's bedroom crying.
		And he woke up and he said, okay, well, I'll go downstairs and find out what's going on.
		So he came down the stairs and checked all the doors, all the windows.
		And of course, there was no one in the house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Nothing, huh?
unidentified		No one.
		So the next morning, when they got up, my mother was still pretty upset.
		She hadn't got much sleep.
		My father said, well, I can stay home today and take care of the kids, whatever, and I'll go to work and just be with you, you know.
		And she said, no, no, go ahead to work.
		I'll be okay.
		Have coffee with friends and I'll get over it.
		So he went off to work and he came back within an hour.
		Because when he arrived at work, there was a telegram on his desk.
		And he opened a telegram.
		And the telegram said that my grandmother, my mother's mother, had died the night before when lightning struck the tenement houses in Glasgow in the ensuing fire.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And so there she was.
unidentified		And she was, well, my mother hadn't seen, visited her, but I mean, the old lady she saw would have put her into long brown hair.
unidentified		Now then, when she looked back, it would have been exactly as she would picture my mother.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Do you think it's that the departed wants, I don't know, somehow to comfort the living, let them know there is still an existence, still here, something.
unidentified		It's really something because they repeated your 1993 show, I believe, last night.
		That's right.
		And you had, at the end of the program, you summed up by saying that, you know, before the souls depart, they want to visit the friends, they perhaps want to.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, buddy.
		I really appreciate the call.
		That's what would make sense to me.
		You would want to communicate, of course.
		To the closest one to you, to let in some way to let that person know that you're all right, that it's not all over, that things are going to be okay, and they too will be okay.
		Very few by percentage make it.
		But that's a pretty, pretty interesting story, I would say, wouldn't you?
		I'm presuming they compared photographs and that the identity was firmly made.
		You can see why somebody would want to get back.
		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Good morning.
unidentified		This is Glenn from North Bend, Oregon.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello, Glenn.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How are you doing?
unidentified		Doing great.
		My little story starts about 25 years ago, 17 years old, and we used to take a shortcut through the woods, Freeport, New York, Long Island.
		And heading towards the shortcut, it saved me about 12 blocks and had to go through like a marshy swamp area.
		About 100 yards in, it's dark, it's in the back of an old railroad station place, had a low-lit light.
		Could barely see.
		You could see 20, 30 yards or something.
		About 100 yards into here, I had to follow a trail along the fence.
		I sat down to smoke a cigarette.
		And I'm sitting there, 17-year-old, you know, I'm not scared of much, especially growing up in New York, all kinds of surprises.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And when you're 17, you're eternal.
unidentified		Pretty much.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's right.
unidentified		Until after this experience.
		And out in the marsh, I'm sitting down, and out in the marsh, I hear some dog tags, you know, they clanking together.
		And I didn't think much of it.
		I thought of dogs out there just goofing off.
		And as I sat there, the chains just started coming closer.
		The tags, you know, they were clinking and clanking and started coming closer.
		So I'm thinking a dog's on its way and no big deal, no need for alarm.
		And as my ears, I couldn't really see, to my left was a creek that came out of a pipe that came under the property and it wrapped around in front of me.
		About a 10, 12 yard drop to the creek.
		It creeks 10 yards.
		Then the sandbank on the other side.
		And then a bunch of marshy type small trees.
		And then you could see maybe 10, 20 yards past the creek.
		And here come those clanking sounds coming closer and closer.
		And my ears were telling me that that should be visible soon.
		It should be coming into my range.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I ought to be seeing whatever this is, yes.
unidentified		And I just still thought it was a dog, so I'm expecting to hear a little critter, you know, coming through the grass and the leaves and whatnot.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And I hear two footsteps.
unidentified		I hear something with two footsteps.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		As in thump, thump.
unidentified		Well, yeah, thump, thump, and it's coming towards me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Not a little French poodle.
unidentified		No, not a French poodle, not a German shepherd.
		Two distinct footsteps coming through, and you can hear the grass, you know, walking in the dog chains are still clinking, clinking.
		And that's about when my alarm went off.
		I'm thinking, okay, this is a problem.
		There's no way you can think that this is anything but a problem.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Something big.
unidentified		Something's wrong.
		And my ears were telling me that I ought to be able to see this thing.
		And it should be right there on the other side of the creek.
		And this kind of dragged on for a couple of minutes.
		They didn't just walk up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Have you ever seen a deer that was being hunted, whether by man or a predator?
		It doesn't matter.
		The deer, just before, usually just before, it's pounced on or shot, it gets this invisible communication, and it suddenly knows it's in mortal danger.
		Kind of like that, you mean?
unidentified		Exactly like that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah.
unidentified		And I'm thinking serial killer.
unidentified		I'm thinking something I didn't know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Just bad.
unidentified		Just bad, and I was ready to go because I should have seen it.
		My ears were telling me it was there, but I couldn't see it.
		And I'm looking around trying to figure, should I go back to the right or should it go to the left?
		And I'm in New York, so it's not necessarily always a friendly place, and I'm out in the middle of this sump.
		And you can't see that good.
		To get to the back street of the neighborhood I was heading to, I had to make a left about 10 yards, go across the pipe to the right, go another 25 yards, and then up the side of the hill and bring me to the dead end street up there into the neighborhood where that have about 30 more blocks to my house.
		And the trail on the other side went away from the creek.
		So whatever should have been down there on that bank would have had about a 30-yard trip to where it was, and I had a 30-yard trip.
		So I got up and bolted.
		I figured I could beat it.
		I hang to the left, run to the right, and I'm in full sprint.
		And I'm athletic type.
		I'm 6'2 ⁇ .
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I understand running.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		If you're in that kind of fear, running is good.
unidentified		Running is good.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, okay.
unidentified		And just as I got to the point where I would go up this hill, 10, 12-foot shadow, red, beady eyes, stepped up from the bank and was standing right now.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		God, I hate red eyes.
unidentified		I hate wrestling.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, of all the...
art bell ▲ ● ▼		10 feet?
unidentified		10 or 12.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		10 or 12 feet.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And red eyes.
unidentified		Huge, 10 eyes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		After that, for me, it wouldn't be a problem because I would have a heart attack and fall down dead, out of danger completely and on to the next life.
unidentified		That would have been okay, but I froze.
		It has horns.
		It's just an outline.
		It's dark as dark could be.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Horns?
unidentified		Well, all you could see was an outline.
		You couldn't see it.
		Looking into this creature, it was as dark as space.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		Red, beady eyes.
		Beady eyes.
		Not just red, glowing eyes, red, beady eyes.
		And I froze.
		I just stuck.
		And I don't know how long I was there, sitting there contemplating some kind of communication coming at me, like step into me or something I didn't know.
		But I didn't want to have nothing to do with it.
		So I did what any red-blooded American 17-year-old would do in this situation.
		I turned around and I ran.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You ran.
unidentified		And I ran.
		And I didn't stop running.
		I ran all the way home.
		And this is like 40 blocks.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah.
unidentified		You know, this is like two miles.
		And my mom and dad, I came home sweating and huffing.
		And my parents kind of looked at me odd.
		And, you know, I was always, I was a good-raised yes, sir, no, sir.
		Yes, ma'am, no, ma'am, Catholic boy.
		And I was in almost shock.
		And I couldn't explain to them what had happened.
		I didn't dare.
		They would have committed me.
		You know, they would have sent me, they would have sent me to private school or something.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you've kept this to yourself ever since?
unidentified		I've told one person in my life.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		But not your mom, not your dad?
unidentified		No, I told, because I grew up in Catholic schools and I tried to tell my priest.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
		Briefly, because we don't have a lot of time, what do you think you encountered?
		What do you think that was?
unidentified		It was just a definition to tell me that life just isn't what I had figured out it was at that point.
unidentified		It was just something that it alienated me from what I had considered normal.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		There's no chance it was a dream, obviously.
unidentified		Oh, no.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No drugs, none of that, loan.
		No, no, no, no.
		So you're certain you know what You saw.
		What do you now think?
		This is years later.
		What do you think you saw?
unidentified		I think I saw a bridge towards wizardry or shamanism or something.
unidentified		That I had an opportunity had I done something maybe other than being totally afraid that maybe I could have maybe launched myself into another plane because certain things have happened over the last 25 years.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You mean, for example, if you had approached that thing, if you had just sort of said, okay, let's rock, then you might just be gone.
		I mean, one of those people that just disappears, and you'd be somewhere else right now.
		No question about it.
		The most important question in life is about death, isn't it?
		And you have all of that short life to consider it.
		And that's what we do on nights like this.
		We'll just keep the stories coming.
		You be the judge of the person.
		Now, so far, I judge them to be pretty regular people.
		How about you?
		West of the Rockies.
		You are on the air.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Hi, Art.
unidentified		This is Kyle from San Antonio.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hey, Kyle.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How you doing?
unidentified		Hi, I'm doing well.
		Thank you.
		I have a story for you.
		Something that happened when I was just a hair over four years old.
		Something that scared me so badly back then and still does now, about 25 years later.
		I get goosebumps thinking about it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you remember, you have clear memories of being four?
		Some people don't.
		I guess I do.
		And even further back than that, I can actually remember being in the crib.
unidentified		Yeah, I do have some very good memories of three or four years old around that time.
unidentified		But this one particular incident kind of seared itself into my brain because of how bizarre it was.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, what happened?
unidentified		All right.
		My family lived in Northern California at the time, town of Chico.
		And we had a motorhome, a very big motorhome that we would take trips in.
		And one summer night, I think it must have been a 4th of July weekend because my parents had decided to just take me and a couple of family friends on a little evening trip to some public park that was a little ways away along the Sacramento River.
		So we were in the motorhome, and we never ended up making it to the Fireworks Festival because of this thing that I saw.
		Still don't know what it is.
		I'm hoping maybe you or some of your viewers might have an idea.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I don't have viewers.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I have listeners radio, so you're going to have to describe it.
unidentified		Okay.
		Well, while we were on the road, it was a dark, unlit highway, a heavily forested area, as I remember.
		At some point on that trip, I decided to go to the back of the motorhome away from everyone else because there was a window right next to the bunk bed that I liked to look out of.
		And I went back there, looked out the window, and like I said, it was pretty much pitch black outside.
		You couldn't really see anything, but I was watching the shadows of the trees going by.
		And all of a sudden, something appeared in the window right across from me.
		It was a face.
		It looked like a man's face, except it was hanging upside down.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, brother.
		Brother.
		Now, wait a minute.
		Let me get this straight.
		You're in a motorhome.
		You're moving, or you're moving, right?
unidentified		Yes, we were on that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Because you said things were moving.
unidentified		It must have been a little state highway or something.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And so here's an upside-down face, like this thing's on your roof looking down at you.
unidentified		Yeah, well, that would be the easiest explanation of the it had a.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And so what did you do?
unidentified		Well, it obviously frightened me very badly.
		It had these glowing eyes.
		The face itself had a blank expression, but the eyes looked like they wanted to do something to add to me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Glowing red.
unidentified		Well, I'm actually a little bit colorblind.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Glowing one, too.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, man.
unidentified		They were glowing, and they didn't look very friendly.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, oh, no.
unidentified		I went screaming up to the front of the motorhome and freaking out, telling my parents and a couple of friends that were with us that I saw a bad man's face looking at me through the window.
		And I don't know what they were thinking.
		I don't know why they believed me, but they obviously saw that I was scared enough that I thought I had seen something.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, if someone's scared enough, you're going to read truth into what they're saying.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So what then?
unidentified		They pulled the motorhome over on the side of a road.
		Yeah, my dad peeked his head out of the door or whatever, and he saw someone on the roof of the motorhome.
		And so he ducked back inside and he got his friend that was with us who was, I think he was an ex-Marine or an ex-Navy guy, a very big, tough guy.
		So is my dad.
		You know, there were guys who wouldn't be afraid of, you know, a hitchhiker on the road.
		Well, they said that they saw what looked like a little skinny college-aged guy running away into a field.
		And they said that they chased him into the field, but he disappeared In the field.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Disappeared.
unidentified		Yeah, I'm not exactly sure what my dad meant by that when I was talking with him about that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, skip then to this.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What do you think you saw?
unidentified		I am not sure to this day.
unidentified		I just got the impression that whatever it was that was looking at me through that window did not have good intentions at all.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I gotcha.
		All right.
		Thank you very, very much.
		Going down the road.
		You've done that, right?
		Whether in a car or a motorhome.
		Just looking out the window, watching the trees and the scenery go by, and a head upside down with glowing eyes pops upside down, staring you right in the face.
		Hi there, you're on here Coast to Coast AM with...
		Dana, we don't allow last names on the air, so I had to bleep that out.
		So suffice to say it is Dana calling from where?
unidentified		Calling from Arizona.
		The Clear Channel and KFYI.
		Your signals come in loud and strong over this Halloween Eve tonight.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Way to rock with a promo.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you have a story for us?
unidentified		I have a story.
		I have a son, Dylan, who, when he's about the same age as I was when this happened.
		And the story I'd like to dedicate tonight for all your children, the listeners, who either their parents have said they could listen to your show or they've had to wait for their mother and father to go to sleep.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I honestly hope it's not too many children listening.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Really, I do.
unidentified		There might be a few.
		A long time ago, when I was young, I was very fortunate because my best friend was also my cousin.
		It had been a Friday night, and I was going over to my aunt's and uncle's farm to do a sleepover with my cousin Kelly.
		And late that night, it was a great night, but we had heard noises coming from his window, from the outside of the farm window.
		Now, I'm sure that many of the young listeners from time to time might have heard noises coming from their window.
		Now, my uncle and aunt had a big farm, but the farm was right next to the old Mesa Cemetery.
		So that's where these noises were coming from.
		Early Saturday morning, we got up, Kelly and I loaded our Daisy Red Rider BB guns and proceeded to.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Heavy armament.
unidentified		Yes, heavy armament.
		Of a time that's long gone here from things like that.
		But we took our guns and loaded them with BBs and got ready to sneak out of the house to go over to the cemetery to see what could have been going on last night and the noises that we heard.
		As Kelly and I were leaving out very quietly out the door, his two younger brothers, Steve and John, had woken up and they saw us and they wanted to come.
		So in lieu of waking my Aunt Helen or Uncle Wayne up to let them know what we were doing, we took them with us too.
		So off we went into the early morning with our Red Rider BB guns for an adventure.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hunting ghosts with BB guns.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's good.
unidentified		Exactly.
unidentified		We were a little scared, but we couldn't let Kelly's two younger brothers, Steve and John, know that something might be wrong.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And as we got to the cemetery, it was very ominous, and my heart started to race.
		And they have these old cypress trees there, the Italian cypress trees that get so big.
		And the large trees in the cemetery cast a dark shadow.
		And as we walked, you could feel your heartbeat moving.
		And then the shadows seemed to be following us as we walked down the long, lonely cemetery road.
		Now, as we walked Art, we came to what looked like a pile of fresh dirt.
		And as we got there, sure enough, there was this pile of dirt about four or five feet in height.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Pretty big pile of dirt.
unidentified		It was a big pile of dirt.
unidentified		Now, if you've ever seen a gopher dig a hole, how it throws the dirt out, you get the fresh dirt, and then it kind of starts to dry.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And this is what this pile was like.
		There was no shovel digging chumps or anything.
		This was a pile of fresh dirt like that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Got it.
unidentified		By the pile of dirt was a hole that was about seven or eight feet.
unidentified		And by the hole in the pile of dirt laid a casket that was all charred and burned out.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, man.
unidentified		We looked at the casket, not knowing what might be in the casket.
unidentified		We were going to see a body, where we were going to see bones, what we were going to see.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'd be voting for a body, probably.
unidentified		Well, there's like a smell of a burned, kind of a singing, burned smell.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh.
unidentified		We get to the casket and we look into the casket, and what should we see?
		Not a thing.
		The casket was still warm to the touch, but the inside of the toll casket was completely charred, completely burned out.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, man.
unidentified		Now, Art, as young boys, we didn't know what to do, so we thought we'd get Doug, Mark, or Craig, and they were some friends that were about two or three years older than us, and we figured they'd know what to do.
unidentified		So we ran off down to get Doug, and he came back with Mark and Craig, and they decided they would take the casket and take it over to Doug's barn and put it there for safekeeping until we could figure out what to do with it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Why?
unidentified		Well, we didn't know what else to do with it.
		We found the casket, and finders keepers.
		We didn't know any better as young boys.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I guess.
unidentified		We took the casket and put it over at Doug's house and kind of hid it in the back of the barn until we could figure out what to do with it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Many years have gone by.
		The casket's been used for haunted houses.
		It's been used for spook alleys every Halloween.
		But nobody really knows the true story of what happened and how it came to be.
		And one year, the Emerson School was doing a haunted house, and they had wanted to use the casket for their haunted house.
		And somehow I had gotten volunteered to have to lay in it dressed as a vampire.
		And I could only take about an hour of it because it just creaked me out just being in that casket.
		So whatever happened.
		But through all these years, there's always been three questions in my mind, Art, what could it have been?
		Was it damnation, resurrection, or just grave robbers?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		God, I don't know.
		But that's one hell of a story.
		Thank you very much.
		A burned-out casket.
		Finders, keepers.
		As it relates to caskets, can you imagine?
		It's still all warm.
		As if, I don't know, it sprang from the dirt or something all by itself and the occupant's gone.
		Nothing but heat left.
		Finders keepers.
		God, only kids, huh?
		Hi, you're on the air, GhostGhost 05.
		Welcome.
unidentified		Are you talking to me, Art?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm talking to you, sir.
unidentified		Okay.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first name and where are you?
unidentified		Well, it's Ivy, and I'm Phoenix, Arizona.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, Ivy, what's up?
unidentified		Okay.
		Well, you asked for some somebody send you an email on ghost stories.
		I've had several ghostly experiences.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, well we only have time for the scariest of them all.
unidentified		All right.
		Well, we were living with my in-laws at the time, I was married, and I was working the night shift, and it was my night off.
		Everybody else upstairs sleeping, and I was sitting in a semi-darkened living room, lit only by a street light outside, meditating on nothing in particular.
		Suddenly, there was a presence in the room by the TV.
		Nearly everyone's had the experience of sitting in a crowded auditorium and felt someone staring at the back of their head and turned around and looked at that one person.
		That's how I sense entities.
		Anyhow, I've had several such experiences, but this one was very strong.
		I also sensed basic emotions such as anger, fear, confusion, and so on.
		And I was sensing great fear.
		I saw nothing but the inside of the room.
		I said something like, it's okay, go outside and someone will be there to meet you.
		In just an instant, whatever or whoever it was was beside my chair and gave me a hug that almost knocked the wind out of me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A hug.
unidentified		There was no physical feeling to this, but it was definitely a powerful hug.
		And then in an instant, it was gone.
		I spent the rest of the night wondering exactly what had happened.
		The next day, while I was sleeping, my mother-in-law called Uncle Harold, her 90-year-old brother-in-law, who lived across town, to see how he was doing.
		There was no answer, so she took a key to his house and went over to check on him.
		When she got there, she could see him sitting in his easy chair, but there was no response to her knock, so she let herself in.
		The best guess was that he had died at the exact time that I had received my visitation the night before.
		It was after I got up and told them of my experience the previous night, and they informed me of Uncle Harold's demise.
		That led to some interesting conversations.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That I bet.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No doubt in your mind about where that hug came from, right?
unidentified		Pardon me?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No doubt in your mind about where that hug came from.
unidentified		Oh, I have no doubt at all.
		Uncle Harold and I were very, very close.
		And he had willed his house to my mother-in-law.
		And since we didn't have a home at the time, we moved into there.
		It was just full of his little inventions.
		He was quite the inventor.
		And when I got a novice ham license, I was privileged to use the same antenna that he had used to contact Admiral Perry on at least one of his polar expeditions.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, thank you very much for the call.
		It's always wonderful to move into a house where, if you're a ham radio operator, where there's already an antenna.
		But in this case, a hug, huh?
		Yes, already indications of a sort of an early theme that the dead want to come back at least long enough to let somebody know that they're all right or in some way give them an indication.
		I believe I had such when my father passed.
		Is it that?
		Or is it that you're looking for something?
		Well, I can tell you honestly, I certainly wasn't.
		In the case of my dad, it was a little bat that landed on our porch on the morning of his passing.
		It was so unusual, it stayed the day and it just left, and it was fine.
		But this bat just flew virtually right down to my feet on the front porch, and just it was bizarre.
		Anyway, I think that those who pass do try to let those who remain know in some way, sometimes very graphically, that they're still there.
		Good morning.
		You're on the Air Coast to Coast AM.
		Ghost to Ghost AM with Art Bell.
unidentified		Hi, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello.
unidentified		Hi, this is Mike from Vancouver, Washington.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good morning, Mike.
unidentified		Hey.
		Yeah, I wanted to tell you a story about when I was around 11 years old.
		I went to a church camp.
		I love this church.
		It was Skylake.
		It was in the Windsor, Damascus area of New York.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		And, well, it's kind of like, are you familiar with the Friday the 13th movies?
		You know, how the kids are with their campers with the, you know, you have the boy group and the girl group.
		Well, we all went out in a field and did a stargaze.
		It was about 30, 40 of us.
		And, well, I got woke up in the morning, early, early morning, about 4 o'clock, 4.15.
		It was where the sky was just starting to turn light and it's still dark.
		And I thought, well, you know, I might as well, everyone's dead asleep.
		The fog is rolling in.
		It's kind of damp.
		And I thought, well, you know, I might as well go to the restroom area and take a shower.
		That way I can get done and that way before the lines and stuff.
		So I went over and there's this shower area with a bathroom area, like eight stalls in the boys' room.
		And it's located next to this forest line about a football field away from where the group was.
		So I went over and walked into the bathroom and got my stuff.
		And I sensed something like a presence.
		And I just kind of dismissed it because I didn't know.
		I was only 11 years old.
		I wasn't really thinking about anything bad or anything.
		And then I heard a giggle, like a little kid.
		And I started looking underneath the stalls and there's nobody there.
		And I could jump up and look out the window and everyone's asleep.
		And so the giggle stopped.
		And so I proceeded to take a shower and I sudged my hair and then all of a sudden I heard these children laughing and it started to scare me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Again, children.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		again children.
unidentified		Thank you.
unidentified		Thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good morning, everybody.
		It's your program, and therefore, directly to the lines we go.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello, sir.
unidentified		Hi.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first name and where are you?
unidentified		Okay, my name is Michael and I'm from Vancouver, Washington.
		And I was in the middle of telling you about my story.
		I was in the shower and I heard these children start to laugh.
		Yes.
		And you know what was weird about it was they waited until I had my head soaked.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Your most vulnerable moment.
		I know exactly what you're saying.
		You got suds all over you, and now it gets loud, and there's lots of kids.
unidentified		And the thing was, it was like it fed on my fear because my heart started racing, and the more scared I got, the louder it got.
		And so I started, the only way to deal with it was I started singing.
		And as soon as I got washed off, man, I was out of there.
		I ran.
		But it was just quite a lot of things.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You are the first person who has ever dealt with something like this that I've talked to by singing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What did you sing?
unidentified		I was just singing some praise tunes that we normally did at church camp.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I've got it.
		All right.
		Well, thank you very much.
		So there you have it.
		Saved by the song, I guess.
		It's bothersome to me, and I know to the EVP people that so many of these stories seem to involve the very young children.
		Somehow we just don't want to think that they would have to endure some sort of eternity here on Earth after passing.
		Actually, it should be said, a disproportionate number of EVPs.
		And these stories that we're hearing tonight involve young children.
		The universe just can't be that cruel.
		Can it?
		Wildcard Line, good morning.
		You're on the air.
unidentified		Good morning, Art.
unidentified		How are you?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm quite well, thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first name and where are you?
unidentified		My name is Peggy, and I'm in Rochester, New York.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, Peggy.
unidentified		Well, I've got a real exciting and some tragic information here.
		In 1977, my ex-husband's wife shot and killed her two children and then killed herself.
		He and I were the data processing department for a major mail-order company in Tucson.
		And I had known his wife and children because I'd bring my children in my date to play cards with them.
		And we would just, you know, for hours sit there and have fun.
		My children would play with his while we played cards.
		About a year after the tragedy, through sympathizing with him and because I worked with him, I fell in love with him.
		We married about a year later, and since his home was larger than mine, me and my children moved into his home.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		Subsequently, we had two burglaries and then had a burglar alarm installed.
		He was traveling to Sierra Vista and Fort Huachuca on a weekly basis with his job for the city there, and he'd be gone about five days a week, and this went on for months.
		After we put the burglar alarm on, he was gone, and each night he was gone at exactly 2 a.m.
		No later, our burglar alarm would go off.
		When responding, the police couldn't find any entry.
		Even the burglar alarm company had reviewed the system many, many times.
		And I don't know if you're familiar with Arizona.
		You can have your window open because of your swamp cooler about an inch and a half, two inches max, and still have your system operational.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Absolutely.
unidentified		Well, anyway, both the police and the alarm company would have it set so that the window was open and try to set that alarm off.
		It would not go off for them.
		Now, mind you, while this was going on, each time the alarm went off, I had trained my children to immediately run to my room, lay down next to the bed, and I had a 357 Magnum underneath my pillow that I would point toward the hallway, the bedroom door.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A .357 Magnum?
unidentified		A 357 Magnum.
		And I didn't even know how to shoot a gun.
		But anyway, I was so terrified after, oh, this happened, oh, I would say 20, 30 times.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, God.
		Is it your presumption that these children and this and or this woman who had killed them and then committed suicide was coming back to the house?
		I mean, is that where we're going here?
unidentified		Absolutely.
unidentified		Absolutely, because I would hear, when my children were at school, I would hear children's whispering coming from the kids' rooms.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And I would find things like the flour would be in the refrigerator, the milk would be in the pantry.
		I would put things down and I'd turn around to get them and they weren't there and I'd go crazy looking for them.
		I think this was the kids kind of playing with them.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, I've got it.
		You know, these shows end up scaring me every damn time.
		This is really doing it for me.
		Already I see this theme and here you are again with children and what a tragedy.
		Well, did it ever all end or is this something that's just going on and on?
unidentified		Well, you know, after months and months of this and the police responding, one of the policemen pulled me aside and he said, lady, if I were you, I would not spend another night in this house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Really?
unidentified		Because he had responded on numerous occasions with this situation.
		Well, I told my husband, I said, look, it's either me or the house.
		We bought a home the next day and moved out.
		The entire three years that we were there, it would be 110 degrees in the middle of summer and my living room.
		Ooh, I get goosebumps and the hair raises on my arms.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you were driven from the house.
unidentified		Yes, I was driven from the house.
		That house would be like an icebox in the middle of summer.
		Just the one room.
		And I could always.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, this is something you must have talked over with your husband many times.
		And so by the end of this, you were both absolutely convinced what was going on.
		Do you think that these spirits stayed with the home?
		When you moved, it all stopped?
unidentified		No, it did not stop.
		As a matter of fact, six months after we moved out, the new owner telephoned us very late at night, and I would guess around midnight.
		And he asked my husband if he was the original owner of the home.
		And we knew exactly why he was asking.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I've heard that when you go to sell a house with the kind of activity that you had, you're actually legally responsible to tell the person, maybe in California or just some states, I'm not sure, that it is a haunted house.
unidentified		I don't believe we were at that time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That may well be.
		Yeah, I think you have to now.
		In some places, anyway, you actually have to tell them it's haunted.
		That's how serious this is.
		So is it all resolved now or what?
unidentified		No, I don't think it's resolved.
		Something happened subsequent to that.
		Did you get my email earlier?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I got your email.
unidentified		Okay.
		Subsequent to that, in 1985, my daughter ran away from home.
		And she called me about two weeks later and proceeded to tell me that my ex-husband had been molesting her.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, God.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It just gets worse and worse and worse.
unidentified		It was right then and there that all of a sudden it hit me.
		There was no motive until that moment for this murder-suicide.
		And my feeling is that she was trying to get me out of that house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Clearly.
unidentified		Me and my children away from him.
unidentified		I believe she killed her children because she could not leave them with him.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, that's incredible.
unidentified		And she could not herself deal with the situation emotionally.
unidentified		So I believe that this man has blood on his hands, and I could not get the police department to listen to me on it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you sure got one to tell you to get the hell out, though.
		Thank you very, very much for the story.
		So many of these hauntings seem to have some kind of tragedy, incident, you know, some horrible accident or suicide associated with them.
		Could it be, of course, we frequently speculate, that souls are held here on earth or in some kind of purgatory when it's something like what was just described?
		East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
		Hi.
		Hi.
		I've been listening, and we've had quite a few incidents happen, and there was one that just happened recently, and it really sort of worried me.
		But we'd gone through the hurricane, and I had been up all night, you know, going through the hurricane.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hold on.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first name?
unidentified		Sharon.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sharon, and where are you?
unidentified		I'm in Jacksonville, Florida.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Jacksonville, Florida.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you'd been through a hurricane.
unidentified		Yeah.
		And so I had laid down finally that morning, you know, to get some sleep.
		And so I woke up and my bedroom door was shut.
		And all of a sudden, I look and it's like I have some clothes hanging on the back of it.
		And somebody was pulling the dress away from the door like they were looking at it.
		This was what was really strange.
		And so anyway, later I went into the washroom.
		I was going to decide to do some clothes.
		And so do some wash.
		And so I opened the washer and there inside the washer was three stems of leatherleaf fern inside my washing machine.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Really?
unidentified		And I'm saying, oh my God, then I knew what had happened.
		My mother was a real dress nut.
		She used to make us dresses all the time when we were young.
		Yes.
		And so she was a fernery.
		She had started the leatherleaf fern business.
		And so anyway, I have her fern here.
		And so I think is what she was trying to let me know that it was her that was here with me during the storm.
		You know what I'm saying?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Got it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And then another incident, my husband had gone up on the roof after a hurricane one year.
		And so when he was trying to come back off the roof, the ladder was there, but the ladder kept moving back and forth.
		And so he couldn't figure out what was making the ladder move.
		And so anyway, he starts to come down and he falls backwards.
		And he hits the tree, then comes down the concrete and hits his head, cracks his whole head open.
		And anyway, we end up getting him a rescue.
		He dies on the way to the hospital.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, my God.
unidentified		He's dead for about an hour.
		He comes back.
		And anyway, we find out later this girl had come to the house to visit.
		And she brought a friend of hers with her.
		And she happened to be from the church.
		Anyway, she was psychic.
		And she said, there's somebody in this house.
		There's a spirit in this house.
		And so she goes to start telling me, there was an accident not too long ago.
		And I said, yeah.
		She said, wait a minute.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Slow.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You don't die for an hour.
unidentified		He was dead for an hour and he came back.
unidentified		He was sent back.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No, you don't die.
unidentified		Yeah, he was.
		They verify.
		I mean, I heard on the radio, if they were lifting off the head with the headline, I was in the office.
		There was mercy.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Are you saying that he was declared dead?
unidentified		Yeah, he was declared.
		Yeah, they said patient just died.
		And so I went back there, and they said he was dead for right at an hour on the way to the hospital, all the way from where we were at.
		They had to go to another place because it was storm.
		They had to go to another place.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That alone is just absolutely astounding.
unidentified		Well, I was talking to a lot of people I know.
		But anyway, she was telling me, she said, well, I'm going to tell you who this was and why this accident happened.
		And she starts to describe this young man.
		And then she tells us that it was my brother-in-law.
		He was trying to warn my husband not to get on the ladder because my husband didn't notice.
		He put the wrong end of the ladder down.
		He had the rounded end instead of the flat end.
		He was trying to warn him not to get on the ladder.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And that's why the ladder was shut.
unidentified		And so anyway, he said Jim was trying to save his life.
unidentified		That's my brother-in-law.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Got it.
unidentified		And so anyway, then she says, Paula, he's standing right behind you.
		We were sitting at the counter in the kitchen and in the sink and all that.
		It's right behind me.
		And she said, Paula, and she described, she never even knew, she described it to a T. He was standing there making himself coffee right behind me.
		And I went, oh my God.
		And so then another incident happened with my father-in-law.
		And my grandchildren were here.
		And one of them turns around and looks out the door and says, who's that old man walking across the yard to the shed?
		And so I went, oh, my God.
		So I showed her a picture.
		I said, is this him?
		She says, yeah, that was my father-in-law.
		And I mean, we've had so many incidents like my grandchild, he showed up after he passed away.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
		Well, it seems to, thank you very much, Ron and the family then.
		Anybody out there watching the show Medium, it's kind of interesting, actually.
		I believe they ran three in a row this night.
		It's the story of Allison Dubois.
		Allison Dubois lives down in Phoenix.
		She's a real person.
		I'm trying to get an interview with her, by the way.
		I'm working on that.
		Even if I have to do it during the day and tape it or something.
		God, I really want to interview Allison Dubois.
		But in the show medium, she frequently has, what you just heard, encounters, actually seeing a person who is dead in trying to resolve some kind of situation, ongoing tragic murder or something associated generally with crime because she works for the district attorney.
		Anyway, it's a pretty good show.
		So if you haven't seen Medium, it's something you might want to check out.
		And I certainly would be interested in interviewing Mrs. Dubois.
		Can you imagine that?
		Welcome to the Rockies.
		You're on the air.
		Hi.
unidentified		Hi, Art.
unidentified		This is Debbie in Sutherland, Oregon.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello, Debbie.
		You're going to have to speak up and yell at us.
		not too loud.
		So get real close to it.
unidentified		Okay, this is my shape-shifting.
		Could be ghostly, could be not.
		Okay.
		One o'clock in the morning.
		I stepped out on the front porch to put some dry food out for the cat.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And evidently I scared some kind of a creature that was eating off the porch.
unidentified		And when I got out there and shut the door, it was down at the bottom of the stairs on the driveway now.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What kind of creature?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, how much of a description?
unidentified		Well, it was small, round, didn't see any legs, couldn't see its face.
		It didn't turn around.
		It had long brown hair that hung to the ground.
		And it started to move.
		And it waddled as fast as it could, which wasn't very fast.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Waddling.
unidentified		It actually didn't have any legs.
		It was kind of waddling.
		And as it moved down the driveway, it started to grow, get taller, and the brown hair was gone.
		It became short hair, dark hair.
		The legs grew as it went down the driveway.
		It wasn't making a sound.
		And I thought, as it's going down, I'm thinking raccoons.
		No.
		It gets to the end of the driveway, and it's tall like a deer, and I think deer.
		It runs across the street.
		It's not making a sound.
		It clears the sidewalk across the street with one foot.
		At that point, I heard a hoof print.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A hoof print.
unidentified		A hoof print.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So we're talking about some kind of shape-shifting creature.
unidentified		It ran across the lawn, the front lawn, of the people across the street.
		They also have a concrete patio right after the lawn.
		At that point, it made no noise as it went across this patio.
		At that point, I could see that it was growing long black hair and it was running and it was flowing out behind it.
		I watched it until it got all the way past all their lights.
		The street was well lit.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Just let me stop you long enough to ask, you actually could visually see the hair growing.
unidentified		Yes.
		I saw everything from the bottom of my porch to the end of the driveway to the one hoof print on the sidewalk, cleared the lawn, made no noise.
		It was going across their patio, and it started to grow long hair, black long hair that flowed out from behind it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's straight out of some kind of movie.
unidentified		I don't know, and I watched it until it went into the darkness.
		Now, I had my porch light on.
		We have a street light out in front of the house.
		People across the street have their porch light on, which was unusual for one in the morning.
		We live in a cul-de-sac.
		The street's not very wide.
		At the end of the cul-de-sac, a creek runs through there.
		The people at the end have a nice creek through their backyard.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A creek runs through it.
unidentified		Yeah, so it ran into the darkness.
		A couple of days later, I went over to the lady that lives in the cul-de-sac, and I went in and I sat down and I told her all the thing.
		And she sat there and stared out the window for a moment, and she said, well, I guess things happened.
		And she thought for another moment and said that she sees all kinds of animals come up from the creek all the time.
		Music Good morning.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		We're exploring with all of you real experiences people have had with, well, those who have passed, for the most part, not all of these stories may have been that.
		And you have to imagine that in addition to human spirits that for whatever reason may remain or remain in contact with some of us, there are perhaps spirits that have never been, nor ever will be, human.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
		Hello, this is Keith.
		How are you doing?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi, Keith.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you?
unidentified		I am in Hastings, Minnesota.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hastings, Minnesota.
		All right.
		Welcome.
		You have a story, no doubt.
unidentified		Yes, sir.
		It's from a book that I've written on my experiences as a person who's been sensitive to those sorts of things over the years.
		And it's called the Mineral Springs Sanitarium.
		This is a true story.
		And the Mineral Springs Sanitarium was a tuberculosis center built in the early 1900s down in Cannon Falls, Minnesota.
		It was kind of way out in the sticks.
		Well, anyway, when we were back in high school, Me and some friends decided to go down there, and we didn't know where it was, but it turned out that a friend of the family had a mom who worked there, and she told us where it was because it was abandoned.
		So we went out there to shoot a music video.
		We just kept on getting this weird feeling.
		And you can imagine, it's just like a standard hospital.
		You know, it's four floors, an elevator on one end, and a staircase on the other end.
		And we went in the place, and there were still beds in the rooms and files in the filing cabinets, and even stuffed toys left in the nursery.
		The whole place had just been like it was just abandoned.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
		You're not very loud.
		You're going to have to yell at us here a little bit.
unidentified		Oh, sorry, sir.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, good.
unidentified		So anyway, what we did was we decided to go back the next night and explore, you know, and see what it was like at night.
		And so we went there, me and a friend of mine, and we took some baseball bats with us because there were rumors of like satanic tuls and stuff down there, of course.
		You know, it's Urban Legends stuff.
		And anyway, we went down there and we decided to start at one end of the building and she took one side of the hallway and I took the other side and we'd go in the room with the flashlights and the baseball bat and see if anybody was in there.
		And if nobody was in there, we'd shut the door behind us and leave.
		Well, we did this for like the first floor and the second floor and finally we got to the third floor of the facility and we were about halfway down the hall and all of a sudden I come out of this room and I shut the door and nobody's there and we're going on to the next door and all of a sudden bam, one of the doors slams behind me and I turn around and she looks at me and it happened to be the room that I just came out of.
		Well we're trying to explain it off.
		You know I might have missed somebody or maybe it was the wind because there was some broken windows.
		So I go back to the door and the handle's still jiggling and that's when I realized that the door opens in, not out and I had shut the door behind me.
		So I opened the door and look into the room and it was a room that didn't have a closet or anything in it and the glass was still in the window of this room.
		And she looks at me and goes, we should get out of here.
		So I'm like, okay, I'm with that.
		So we turn around and we start heading down towards the stairwell, which was maybe about 50 feet away.
		And we made it about halfway there.
		And all the doors on that floor started opening and slamming as hard as you, I mean, you know, as hard as you could open and slam a door physically.
		That's how hard these doors were slamming.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, all by themselves.
unidentified		Yep.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you no doubt readied your baseball bat to combat this force.
unidentified		No, we got the heck out.
unidentified		We ran like crazy.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, that's right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's what I did.
unidentified		The car was maybe about 50, 60 yards from the building, and we got there, and I'm fumbling through my keys.
		It's like a horror movie.
		And I'm like, stop, stop.
		We've got to get in the car.
		We've got to calm down.
		And we sat there by the car, and we could still hear all the doors in the building opening and slamming by themselves.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Got to do it for me.
unidentified		Yeah, no doubt.
		But here's the really weird thing, Art.
		There was a contractor who bought this property, and the city of Cannon Falls was blockading him because he wanted to put in condominiums down there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And, well, one night the building mysteriously burns down, so then he can go ahead and forward with his work.
		Now they're building houses on that.
		And there used to be an unmarked cemetery where they put the unclaimed bodies of the tuberculosis patients down there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, brother.
		Okay, well, I very much appreciate the call.
		And obviously, that was...
		Yeah.
		I guess you'd describe that as poltergeist activity.
		That a spirit can move things.
		I think it takes additional power because you don't hear of it frequently.
		We do get these stories, but not frequently.
		You know, things actually moving, flying around a room, of spirits being able to manipulate material things.
		But it's very unusual.
		It's certainly not usual.
		It's the odd ghost story.
		You're on the Ghost to Ghost AM with Art Bell.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi.
unidentified		This is Jim in St. Louis, Missouri.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hey, Jim.
unidentified		Hi.
		This happened years ago when I was living in Colorado Springs in the mid-80s.
		My girlfriend and I were out for a drive one night on a dark mountain road up in the mountains above town and parked at a place where we could overlook the city lights below.
		But we were sitting on the car facing away from the city lights and looking down into the darkness of the road as it headed back into the mountains.
		And suddenly, two shadowy figures emerged from the blackness and were coming silently toward us.
		And each black, featureless figure appeared as a head and a torso, but the lower form was indiscernible and appeared to just fade into nothingness.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You mean like no legs?
unidentified		Yeah.
		I couldn't even say there were no legs.
		It just kind of like kind of faded out, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, were these things, how would you describe them as floating?
unidentified		Absolutely.
unidentified		I was just going to say they were floating straight towards us, and they weren't weaving side to side or bobbing up and down or jostling in any way that you might associate with normal walking.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Smoothly floating is very bad.
		I mean, living humans, as you say, when you move, you jostle, you walk, you move back and forth, you don't float evenly.
		That's horrible to begin with.
unidentified		Okay, so that's make me nervous.
		So as I first laid sight upon them, they appeared to be about 75 yards away from us and coming straight towards us, floating straight towards us.
		And I just casually said, here come a couple people.
		And about three seconds later, they appeared to be only about 50 yards away.
		And I said, and they're coming pretty fast.
		And then about two or three seconds later, they appeared about only 25 yards away.
		And I shouted, get in the car.
		And we scrambled into the car, nervous wrecks.
		And I'm shaking my keys so bad I could barely get the car started.
		And finally, I get it started.
		And I gun the car, peel out, just as my girlfriend, who's looking out the back window, screams, Jimmy, go.
		And we got out of there and drove home.
		We were scared out of our minds.
		And we took a lot of time to quiet down.
		And I began to ask her to tell me her version of this story.
		I didn't tell her anything that I saw, I just wanted to see what she would tell me and see how well they match.
		And they matched virtually perfectly in every detail.
		But she did add that as I was peeling out and she was looking over her shoulder out the rear window, these two ghostly figures had closed the remaining distance and were nearly upon us.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, my God.
unidentified		And then we're gone.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, and she would have, of course, been the only one to have seen that looking back telling you to get the hell out of there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, I've got that.
unidentified		Right.
unidentified		And you would think by that close, something more detailed would have come into view, but she didn't mention that any did or that they diverted off the path.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, this is probably a silly question for you because you have no way of knowing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		But had you not made it the hell out of there, what do you think might have happened?
unidentified		I've wondered that all these years, and I have no idea what would have happened if it just would have gone poof and it was gone, or what turned out to be people.
unidentified		But I've had doubts as to whether it's people like riding bicycles or something, because even then you would still see some wavering of some kind or maybe hear the bikes.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, a rational human brain tries to make sense out of something that makes no sense at all, you know, like floating parts of bodies.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Very bad.
unidentified		I never could imagine anybody taking that kind of chance coming upon us because, I mean, for all they know, we could pull out guns and blast them down, you know.
unidentified		So it just kind of casts a little more doubt on the likelihood of just being a couple casual strollers, you know.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I'm glad you're here to be telling us a story.
		And probably you're only here because you took off.
		Thanks for the call.
unidentified		Thank you, Arctic.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Take care.
		Parts of human bodies.
		Floating.
		Evenly.
		No jostle, no movement, just moving toward you very, very quickly.
		That would do it.
		And I would do exactly what he did.
		West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hi.
unidentified		Hello.
unidentified		Hello?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, hello.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first name?
unidentified		It's Keila.
		Keelah.
		Keelah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, Keilo.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you?
unidentified		Well, I'm in Tennessee, a place called Wartburg.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Tennessee.
unidentified		Yeah, next to Oak Ridge.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, welcome to the program, Keila.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Do you have a story for us?
unidentified		I do, and it kind of spans quite a long time because I'm getting up there in age.
		And it started back when I was young.
		The house that we lived in wasn't very old, and it had an upstairs to it.
		It had 13 steps to the top of the stairs.
		And when I was young, when I was little, I slept, of course, downstairs close to my mother.
		But then as I got older and as the brothers and sisters grew out of the home, I finally got my own upstairs room.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Boy, there's nothing like that, huh?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		If you've got brothers and sisters to finally get your own room, that's hot stuff.
unidentified		Especially out of six other brothers and sisters.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's like winning the lottery.
unidentified		That was it.
		Well, anyway, everybody that would come over, you know, cousins and friends and, you know, just whoever, they would go upstairs and, you know, you get hungry and I'd run down and get something.
		All of them.
		All of my nieces, all of my nephews, all of my cousins and friends hated going upstairs.
		They didn't want to go up there because they kept telling me things would happen to them.
		Well, nothing ever happened to me.
		So it didn't bother me.
		You know, I wasn't afraid of any.
		So I'd laugh because it would keep everybody out of my room.
		I didn't have to hide my stuff.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
unidentified		So I just jokingly to myself, you know, would say thanks, Joe, especially if somebody came over that I didn't want to come up to my room, you know.
		And didn't think anything about it.
		Well, I went to visit my cousin in her new house after she'd had her baby.
		And because me and my cousin were real close.
		Well, we still are.
		But anyway, I was rocking her baby in the living room.
		And my cousin, you have to understand from upstairs, she was kiddish anyway.
		I called her Shaky Jake because anything scared her.
		And we were in the living room, and I was rocking the baby, and we kept hearing these noises.
		And they were coming from down the hall where the nursery was at, but the baby didn't sleep in the nursery.
		And so we, you know, she wasn't going to go investigate by herself, so I had to go with her holding the baby.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		We go in and open up the door, and in the middle of the room is this big bird, you know, way back when when they had big birds that would talk, and I'm sure they still have them, and a teddy rubskin that would tell stories.
		Okay, well, they were carrying on.
		It was like they were talking to one another.
		And so me and her start laughing.
		It's like, oh, you've left the toys on.
		You know, you're scared for nothing.
		We go into the room to turn them off.
		And it's at that point that we realize they're not on.
		Their little thing is on-off.
		And to top that up, it has no batteries in it.
		Uh-huh.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, my God.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And so these toys have animated and are in some sort of dialogue with each other.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No batteries, no on switch, nothing, huh?
unidentified		Right.
		Okay.
		I'm not a scaredy cat art.
		Maybe I should be, but I'm not.
		It really, you know, I kept thinking I had something to do with a new toy.
		They, you know, some kind of manufacturing thing.
		Yeah.
		My poor cousin, it was not very long that she moved out of that house.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I'm with your cousin.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Perhaps because I understand how impossible that is.
unidentified		Anyway, she took off, huh?
		Well, after she had moved, and I guess it was a year or two later, I went back up to visit her at her new house now.
		And We were laughing, cutting up, talking about how everybody hated my upstairs bedroom, and how she kept saying that's haunted, and she never did go back upstairs.
		I was laughing about that because here she was, a mother now, and she still wouldn't go upstairs in that house that I used to live in, my home.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I don't, look, thank you.
		I don't blame her.
		Animated toys without batteries.
		No.
		That doesn't happen.
		And if it does happen, then something is just too weird.
		Remember close encounters of the third kind?
		You remember when the ship was nearby with a large electromagnetic field of some sort?
		I mean, insanely large, and lights were going on and toys were beginning to operate, that kind of thing?
		Yeah, electromagnetics.
		Hello there.
		You're on the air.
		Ghost-to-ghost version 05.
unidentified		Great.
unidentified		How are you doing, Mr. Bell?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Very well, sir.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Where are you?
unidentified		I'm actually, my name is Eric.
unidentified		I'm calling from Dugway Proving Grounds in Utah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No kidding, all right.
unidentified		And this actually happened when I was living in Southern California.
		I was runicoping at a hospital, and I'd been there maybe about six weeks.
		And one of the floors that we had, it wasn't earthquake retrofitted, so it was an abandoned floor.
		So one night I got off the elevator and looked at the first patient room to my left, and we had looked for transients and things like that, make sure, you know, everything's okay.
		The bathroom lights on in there, and that wasn't a problem.
		You know, plumbing still worked, you know, electricity worked.
		So I walked in there, I flicked off the light, and I started checking all the rooms, subsequently down the floors, or down the floor.
		And I get around the other side, and I hear two voices.
		It sounded like maybe a male and a female just talking.
		I mean, and I'm thinking it might be our environmental services people.
		So I'm like, yeah, you know, let me go say hello.
		So I backtrack and go back around and there's nobody there, but that light's on now.
		I'm like, that's sort of strange.
		So I go back in, I turn off the light, and I start checking it again.
		I get back to the same spot where I was at, and I hear the two voices again.
		Just sounded like just a male and a female just talking.
		And could barely, I couldn't make out what they were saying, though.
		So instead of going back the way I came, I went up and around to the nurse's station.
		And again, it was, you know, hospital for it, it's almost a circle type deal.
		And there's nobody there.
		And at that time, I started to get this feeling that, you know, there's something up there.
		And so, you know, but I have to do my job, so I finish it out.
		And later on, I was talking to one of my partners, and he told me that when he was in training, he was up there, and he had got done checking all the rooms also.
		And he had walked over to the elevator, and he hit the call button for the elevator, and he saw something flash out of the corner of his eye.
		And he looked over, and the last room he had checked, the call waiting light was going off now.
		And the only way to get that to go off is if you have to be inside the room pressing a button.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's right.
unidentified		And so I asked him, I said, well, did you go back and investigate?
		And he said, heck, no.
		I started hitting that call button to make that elevator come up quicker.
		And he got the heck out of Dodge.
		Not a real scary story, sir, but this is sort of an odd one.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No, probably would have done it for me.
		Thank you.
		But I guess I do scare a bit easily.
		Who was it?
		Tess Gerritson, I believe.
		Tess Gerritson, Dr. Gerritson, who told us a story about how they used to put bells with ropes inside of coffins so that if you were to awaken in your coffin, you'd be able to yank real hard, no doubt, on this cord and, you know, let everybody know you're still alive, but you're trapped in your coffin.
		Most of you have good hearts.
		That's one good part of all this.
		I mean, so much of this is virtually heart-stopping that the majority of you calling who have been through these experiences, you've just got to have good hearts, right?
		Good, strong hearts, because here you are telling your story.
		East of the Rockies, your turn to tell your story.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Good morning.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How are you?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And what is your first name and where art thou?
unidentified		I'm Barbara, and I'm calling from Jonesboro, Arkansas.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, Barb.
unidentified		When I was about 12 years old, my mom had started to drink.
unidentified		And if you know anything about alcoholism, if they don't want to get help, you watch them get progressively worse.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Until they hit bottom, that's right.
unidentified		Yeah, so over the years, that's what happened until I was about 19.
		And at that point, I watched my mom get very bad and watched her change physically over the years.
		And she finally died an alcoholic.
		She just wouldn't get help.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm so sorry.
unidentified		But one day, about three months after she died, I had gone back to the house where I was not living at home at the time.
		I went back to help my dad, and there were some dirty dishes in the sink, so I decided I would wash them up.
		And I was just kind of not thinking about anything, looking out the window at the backyard where I used to play.
		And I just felt like somebody had walked in the room and was standing next to me.
		And I looked over really quick, and there's my mother standing.
		But she looked at me, and I was so shocked.
		She looked, her face was all glowing, and her skin looked really healthy, and she looked healthy.
		Her hair looked soft.
		And she said to me, don't worry about me.
		I am so happy now.
		And she was smiling.
		That's something I hadn't seen her done in years.
		And I don't know Why I did this, but I kind of turned to the other direction, I guess, for a reality check.
		And then I looked back, and as I was turning my head back, I wanted to say, Mom, and she was gone.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And she was gone.
		All right, here's what I want to ask you.
		And I'm sure you've asked yourself this many times.
		We hear so many stories like the one you just told, although usually not an appearance, and rarely does the person talk like this.
		But is there any possibility that your mind could have concocted this as some sort of psychological calming for yourself?
		No chance of that.
		This was real, huh?
unidentified		Yeah, because I was just so shocked.
		And afterwards, I was shaking because I thought, my goodness, it's just so bizarre.
		And I never told my dad because I just felt he wouldn't believe me.
		But, you know, because of this whole thing with alcoholism, my mom and I didn't have a very good relationship anyway.
		And her coming to me and smiling and just saying, don't worry, I'm okay, was just weird.
		I mean, it was just out of character, I guess you'd say.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, there are many who believe that on the other side, if we make it, you know, to the supposed good place, you are restored to your best health and all the rest of that sort of thing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And so maybe it's all true.
unidentified		I know, but she was glowing.
unidentified		I mean, she just had this glowing appearance.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Very healthy.
		The exact opposite of what she was in life.
		I hope that's true.
		And for you, is it now true?
		I mean, was it so real that you have no doubt at all in your mind about kind of the nature of the other side now?
unidentified		Oh, I wish that were true, but I still question myself.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Use all of questions, huh?
unidentified		Yeah, because I don't know.
		I just, I don't know.
		I guess everybody goes through a period where they kind of question if they had faith, they kind of question it.
		And maybe that's where I'm at now.
		But I remembered this story as I was listening to your show, and I thought, oh, my gosh, I remember that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, thank you.
		Thank you very much for calling.
		That was an important question for me.
		I mean, the question about could.
		And she responded so quickly, no.
		You know, could it have been some sort of psychological protection, you know, your own mind reaching out and telling you what you essentially want to hear?
		But she came back very quickly, no.
		Welcome to the Rockies.
		You're on the air.
		Good morning.
		Hello, Art.
		Yes, sir.
unidentified		Hi, this is Murray in Portland.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm sorry, the first name again, Murray?
unidentified		Murray.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Murray.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, welcome, Murray.
unidentified		Thank you, sir.
		I've been a long time listening.
		I started listening to you in 1991 or 1992.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's been a while.
unidentified		A long ride.
		Well, the reason I'm calling is I had quite a ghost experience in 1988, and it's changed my life forever.
		And it's funny, when I found your show, I found that I wasn't the only guy out there that experienced this type of stuff.
		That was great.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that is one thing about this program, of course, that people do hear other people, and then they say to themselves, I guess, well, I guess I'm not nuts.
unidentified		My wife still thinks I am.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How's it?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, so what happened?
unidentified		Well, I was going to school in Fulton, Missouri, a place called Westminster, Westminster College, and TV ended there.
		We were pretty bad shape at that time.
		Couldn't afford cable.
		So TV shuts off pretty early, and you have to find something else to do.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		We had turned on, I was with my cousin Mark and my friend Peter, and TV had ended.
		Yet we hadn't turned the TV off.
		We were just doing other things.
		By that time, a stereo had come on.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I was going to ask, is that back to the days when TV stations would sign off, play the Star-Spangled Banner, and go off the air?
unidentified		That's right.
		I believe the last show was Star Trek, and then they would do that.
		And that was out of Jeff City, Missouri.
		It was the only TV you could get.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, so I remember all that, yes.
unidentified		Yeah, those old days.
		So white noise had come on through the little television.
		It was probably a 14-inch TV.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's right.
unidentified		And my friend Peter was just noticed out of the corner of his eye, you could see images running in the snow.
		And it looked like a feed from another station.
		And it was odd.
		It was very odd.
		And five minutes of this or something.
		And then it was just passed.
		And we turned the TV off, listening to a record.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		And this is where all reality ended.
		And I had the weirdest experience of my life.
		We're just sitting there in his living room in my cousin's house.
		And then we just hear a large groan come out of the kitchen.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		A groan.
unidentified		A groan.
		And it definitely caught our attention.
		We were like, what was that?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Human or animal type girl?
unidentified		Human.
		Human, definitely.
		From behind the corner, which would have been out of the kitchen, steps a lady.
		It looks like she was made of black smoke.
		You could see right through her.
		You could see the wall, the door behind her.
		And where she stopped in front of me, I could see a speaker behind her.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		This is the moment you know your heart's okay, by the way.
unidentified		Yeah, it was definitely strange.
		I looked at my cousin.
		He looked at me.
		We're like, what is going on?
		And she's looking at us, and we're looking at her.
		And it got really strange from there.
		I don't understand when she disappeared.
		But the next thing we saw in front of us were three little boys playing jacks at our feet on the hardwood floors of the apartment.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Here we get it again.
unidentified		Little boys playing jacks.
		And you could, same thing, see right through them.
		They were made of black smoke.
		Like When you burn plastic, I don't know, when I was a teenager growing up in Missouri, like on 4th of July, you'd see plastic burn, and it was just acrid black smoke, and it was just angry.
		It was just strange.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		God.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And more?
unidentified		Oh, it just keeps going, sir.
		And I'll try to hurry because I know we have a few listeners out there.
		I just think we mentally, all three of this kind of lost it so much when we saw these little boys playing.
		And two were skinny and one was heavier.
		And that was even funny.
		We all remember the same thing today.
		Somehow, that made a segue.
		I just cannot explain it.
		And that's the weirdest thing of the whole story is that suddenly there was a little girl.
		My mother liked Shirley Temple growing up.
		It reminded me of Shirley Temple.
		And she was doing cartwheels in place at the exact same place where we saw the older lady ghost and the boys playing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And again, black smoke?
unidentified		Just see right through.
		You know, I've heard that term shadow people for all these years on your program.
		I just don't know if that applies.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I was almost going to jump to that myself.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Anyway, did this all end, or how did it...
unidentified		Did I mention that they were wearing period clothes?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It was evident to us that...
unidentified		I'm so sorry.
unidentified		I'm a little excited.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		When you say period clothes, what period?
unidentified		minimum uh...
		uh...
		turn of the century uh...
		you know i i think it's not a pc thing but the Or earlier.
		Or earlier.
		This is Fulton, Missouri.
		You know, Kingdom of Calloway, they seceded from the state during the Civil War and stuff.
		So they've had a long history there.
		Right.
		Well, look, to cut to the point, we were watching this, observing this, and just couldn't believe it.
		And then there was just no image.
		I think we were with our thoughts.
		It's very hard to explain.
		And then in kicks the front door, and an African-American guy, big old man, runs in very angry.
		And he's pointing and yelling into the kitchen area where that original apparition had walked out.
		And he's just angry.
		You can tell he's a very abusive man.
		It just scared us to death.
		Then he saw us.
		He saw us.
		He turned at me.
		He looked me straight in the eye.
		And he just cut across the room straight at me.
		And he got to within three or four feet of me, stared me straight in the face.
		And he proceeded.
		He pulled his hand back and tried to punch me two or three times repeatedly.
		My friends are screaming at me.
		They're sitting down a little bit lower on the couch.
		They're screaming.
		They're like, no, no.
		And he swings at me.
		And he didn't make contact.
		He could not make contact.
		And he sat back about a foot.
		And I sat up in my chair.
		And he looked at me, and I looked at him.
		And absolutely positively, right there, we just knew we were just worlds apart.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You're right.
		That's where reality ended.
		And then all of this whole thing began.
unidentified		And I could just see it on his face.
		And I just don't remember much.
		I remember my friends were whimpering.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, I'm sure.
unidentified		And we were so in shock.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you all remember it the same way now?
unidentified		Exactly.
		Exactly.
		One of my friends after this quit school, it changed our lives completely.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		For sure it would.
		You know, that's into a...
		It's like you walked into, no, because there were several of them.
		So a different world opened up in front of you.
		Different creatures, different.
		Perhaps a different dimension.
		I really don't know how to describe what I just heard.
		That's really weird stuff.
		Several entities of some sort.
		Just a whole collage of them.
		Maybe that's a bevy of them.
		You're on the air.
		Ghost2Ghost AMO5.
		Hi.
unidentified		Hello?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		Hello, Arbill.
		How you doing, man?
		I'm calling from San Antonio.
		This is John.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, John.
unidentified		We love you, man.
unidentified		You're awesome, dude.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Thank you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You have a story for us, John?
unidentified		Yeah, I just wanted to talk one time.
		It was on Halloween.
		It was down here in San Antonio at the train tracks.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		The famous train tracks?
unidentified		The famous train tracks.
		And we went out there one day with a couple of friends, and we're in the back of a big, big, very big pickup truck.
		It was a 4x4 off-road, very big.
		And there was four of us in the back of the truck.
		We went to the train tracks, and we did it one time.
		Went through it, and we were messing around, goofing, laughing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, you really ought to tell the audience, I suppose, a little bit of background of the train track story in San Antonio.
unidentified		Well, it's supposedly of a school bus that tried to go over, and I think it stalled.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		The school bus stalled.
unidentified		The school bus stalled, and supposedly they didn't get the kids out on time.
unidentified		The train came in and took all of them.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
		But now, subsequent to that, there have been so many stories about people who have intentionally parked their vehicles on the train tracks, some of them sprinkling powders and stuff.
		And these vehicles are pushed over these train tracks in San Antonio.
		And you can actually see little children's hand marks on the back of the vehicles.
unidentified		Yeah, I tried the baby powder, but I never got anything from that.
unidentified		But what's amazing that this vehicle that we're in is very big, very humongous.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And did it move?
unidentified		Yeah, it moved.
		It moved it.
		And what was weird is that it goes up on a hill a little bit.
		And the third time around, I was telling my friend to mess with the brakes.
		He kept messing with the brakes.
		He kept messing with the brakes.
		I told him when you get right to the slope and the truck's pointing kind of up at an angle, I said, step on the brakes.
		I said, "Make it come to a complete stop." He did that, and then I told him to let it go because I wanted to see if he was going to push the big They pushed over the truck and it went sliding to a slope to the side.
		And there were four guys in the back.
		I had four friends in the back.
		There was three people inside the truck.
		Girl in the middle, my friend Donald, Angel driving the truck, four of us in the back.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you all witnessed.
unidentified		Yeah, where we had already did it about three times.
		And the third time when we were doing it, we did that slope and we heard a bunch of children crying.
		We could hear you talking.
		I heard from seven to eight children.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Crying.
unidentified		Moaning and crying.
		And this was the best surround sound that you could have ever heard of children just crying.
		We freaked out, and everybody looked at each other.
		We told each other, did y'all hear that?
		And they said, yeah.
		And I asked them what they hear, and they said that they heard children crying.
		Two guys in the back claimed that they heard a train coming.
		I didn't hear no train coming, but we all heard the children crying, man.
		And let me tell you, it scared us.
		I just started yelling to the guys.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You should not have, all right, first of all, you should not have been testing that in that way.
		um you know i i've heard from enough people about this story that i guess i believe it's true that these children that were killed now push vehicles off these train tracks but to go and intentionally test it in the way you did and to apply the brakes and to cause these entities to break out in tears that's a little much i don't think i'd be testing it in that way that's really tempting some kind of fate i think you're on the air coast to coast a.m. with our bell high good
		Where are you sir?
unidentified		Mike in Traverse City, Michigan.
unidentified		How are you this morning?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, a little freaked out.
unidentified		It is so good to hear you on the radio.
		Thank you.
		And our story comes kind of from the old country, from Ireland.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, you're going to have to speak up good and loud for me.
unidentified		Okay.
		My wife and I make a number of trips to Ireland.
		We've been there three of the last four years, four times total.
		And we like to hunt out castles.
		And there are so many there that the people are so nice you can usually knock on the door or the caretaker or the castle itself and get the guided tour or get permission.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, that's cool.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'd love to go castle hunting myself.
unidentified		Oh, it's great.
		It's so ancient and my wife kind of has that touch.
		Her grandmother is from Ireland and they said she had the shining, so to speak.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh.
unidentified		But there are some castles that you just can't get permission because nobody's around and so you hate to say it, you trespass.
		And you figure if you get caught you apologize and hopefully just leave.
		Okay.
		But we went to Charleville, right pretty much smack in the center of Ireland.
		It's a gothic castle built I'd say in the mid 1700s.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		And reputedly one of the most haunted in Ireland.
		And again, literally sits right in the center of the island.
		It's got, we hit it on a Friday afternoon.
		And it's got one of those long winding roads that goes through oak groves and trees and it's just the most ghoulish thing you could imagine.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And we hit it, finally made that one mile drive up the driveway and parked in the parking lot.
		And just a beautiful gothic castle, very big.
		And went and knocked on the door and of course nobody answered.
		And so we kind of just walked the perimeter and we noticed a lot of saw horses and construction material around and we figured like a lot of old castles it was under renovation.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		So we kind of kept walking the perimeter and then we heard a horn honk and we thought well we're busted, we muzzled, you know go admit and then leave.
		And came around and there was a few more cars in the parking lot and people that were dressed up in suits and tuxedos were going in the castle.
		So we asked one what was going on and they basically ignored us.
		And we kind of followed them in and saw that they were taking wedding pictures.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, I believe we're back to the castle.
		Welcome back sir.
		Hey Art.
unidentified		Very fitting bumper music, Year of the Cat.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		We, anyway we were at our castle, Ireland, Charleville Castle.
		And we kind of split off from the wedding party.
		And immediately we headed up a long spiral staircase that was rickety and almost kind of like in that Julie Harris movie, The Haunting.
		Mm-hmm.
		And couldn't believe it got probably two or three floors up and did the thing you scream at movie characters for doing.
		I turned around and my wife's gone.
		She split off down the hallway.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Always.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Always.
unidentified		And I told myself that and then like, this is probably the dumbest thing I've ever done.
		So kind of rattled around and found her, came back down the stairs and we saw her, stairs going down.
		So we proceeded and we ended up in the dungeon.
		And all this time, from the time that we came in with the wedding party, this white cat was following us around.
		And kind of rubbing against our legs and we'd pick it up and pet it and it purred and just it followed us up the stairs and in the grand hallway and then down into the dungeon.
		So we get down into the dungeon.
		now we know we're really kind of in an area we shouldn't be so our senses of senses are really heightened because we're just sure we're going to get caught and there's really not much apologizing you can do other than just place the constable on it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Not by the time you're in the dungeon.
unidentified		Yep.
		There's no way out now.
		And so we're down there and we start hearing the construction noises and the remodeling noises and saws being placed down and saw horses being moved around and tools dropped and people walking.
		So we're really trying to avoid that.
		And we hear it ahead of us and so we go a little bit further and then we kind of back up.
		And down in this dungeon in Charlotteville, it's a long narrow hallway with alcoves shooting off to the left and to the right, like little black tunnels, which is kind of creepy as you're walking by them.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		And excuse me, all of a sudden we hear the footfalls coming down the steps.
		And it's one of those kind of square spiral steps.
		So the boots are coming down the steps, and my wife leaps in a dark alcove and beckons me in, and I kind of hit that deer in the headlights thing and just froze.
		And the cat was on the bottom landing at the last turn, and the steps came down one at a time, distinctly hearing these steps.
		And all of a sudden, the cat looked at me, looked up at the steps, and just hissed and arched her back.
		And then the noise stopped.
		And so we thought, boy, caught another break.
		And kept kind of walking around and hearing a lot of these noises, but could never find them.
		Well, as we came out finally and left the castle, we went out to our car and noticed that, you know, we were the only car when we got here, and now we're the only car while we're here.
		And it's like 6 o'clock on a Friday night.
		We know that these Irish, Good Irish folks aren't working construction after 5 o'clock on a Friday night.
		So what were those noises coming from?
		And never really did figure it out.
		Now, this last year, 2005, In fact, in September, we went back for a trip, and we met the owner of the castle.
		Wonderful lady.
		She's an American, been there, I think, 15 years now.
		And she gave us the guided tour of the castle, which is just steeped in history and Masonic history.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, we've only got a very short time now.
unidentified		Okay.
		And as we were chatting with her, we told her about our last trip and apologized, and she accepted the apology.
		And then as we were talking about where's the white cat at, she looked at us and said, what cat?
		And we described it, and she asked a few more nuances, and we described the cat further.
		She said, that cat has been dead since 2001.
		That was her kitten.
		And we were kind of aghast at that point.
		Now, a year later, later, we've taken our digital photos and look at it, and you can see two apparitions of a cat.
		And orbs floating everywhere.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I haven't, okay, thank you very much.
		I haven't made up my mind about orbs.
		On the other hand, they're unusual.
		I mean, most people would, in photography, would say these are, you know, lens flashes, and everybody knows that if you get the sun in a lens, you're going to see a whole bunch of different suns.
		And these are what they attribute orbs to.
		But on the other hand, orbs have been picked up in some photography where it really may be the spirit or a spirit or something like that, because there's absolutely nothing that would do that to the lens.
		So I'm, orbs, I don't know, they're kind of in my gray basket, but some of them are kind of eerie.
		You're on the air, Ghost to Ghost, AMO5.
		Hi.
unidentified		All right, Bill.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Hello, this is Juan from Pleasanton, Texas.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		To talk to you.
unidentified		I just wanted to say something about the year 2012.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Have you looked in the Bible in verse 2012?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No, I don't generally allow verse reading.
unidentified		On your own time, read it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		On my own time, okay.
unidentified		It's kind of spooky.
unidentified		Also, you're a cat lover, right?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, yes.
unidentified		Have you ever seen a six-claw cat before?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		As a matter of fact, yes.
		You have?
		I have.
		They're very unusual, but they do exist naturally.
		I mean, it happens.
		Like, you get people with six fingers.
		It does happen.
		So there's nothing necessarily ghostly about that.
		Buzz of the Rockies.
		You're on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Hello.
		It's Michael calling you from Seattle.
		I'm actually a Portlander, and pleasure to talk to you again.
		I talked to you many years ago.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I'm glad you're back.
unidentified		Well, thank you.
		In 1977, actually, I had just rented a lovely little, cozy little duplex, half of a duplex, in Portland's West Hills.
		And about the third night that I was there, just settling in, first I sensed this entity behind me as I walked into, I was going in and out of my little place, and it was evening.
		And I sensed first, and I figured, well, maybe, you know, maybe I'm wrong about this.
		I sensed a very tall being, and I actually turned around and I addressed him, and it was a male.
		I knew somehow it was a male.
		And I said, and I greeted him and told him I was no harm.
		I would be no harm to him.
		And he was welcome in my home.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Do you mean sensed in the sense that somebody's in the room with you?
unidentified		I sensed that somebody had walked into the door and he was right there in my little place.
		Well, I didn't think much of it after that.
		And I was doing some things.
		And finally, I got ready for bed, and I went to sleep.
		And I swear to God, this story is true, and I swear on my wonderful my own father's memory.
		About somewhere around 2 a.m., give or take an hour, perhaps it was 2 a.m., and I was sound asleep.
		All of a sudden, the house had these beautiful little French windows that opened in.
		You had to open the window in to get air into the room.
		And this was February, and it was very cold, a particularly cold night.
		And all of a sudden, the pull shades on both at the same time just went up.
		And you know, when you pull on those old-fashioned shades and you let go, they go up really fast.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And that's what happened.
		They each went up.
		It was almost simultaneous.
		It was kind of like bam, bam, like that.
		And that woke me right up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That would do it.
unidentified		Yes, that'll do it all right.
		And then I watched each latch work.
		I watched the latches work, and I saw each of those windows, one at a time, opening up, opening into the room.
		And then, of course, and the wind was blowing, and these lace curtains that were on the windows, they were going.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		By now, I'd be running.
unidentified		I tell you, I did not sleep, obviously.
		I did not sleep the rest of that night.
		But I knew that it was taking its leave.
		It was exiting my life.
		And for some reason, I just knew that it didn't really either like me or relate to me or whatever.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Or you still didn't get back to sleep, though.
unidentified		Pardon?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You still didn't get back to sleep, though.
unidentified		Oh, that's for sure.
		I was up the rest of that night.
		Yeah, the windows opened up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		They just all by themselves.
unidentified		I watched the latch turn.
		I saw the windows opening, and afterwards I did talk to one of the...
		And I said, you know, you have a ghost, or you had a ghost, or I had a ghost anyway.
		And they said, oh, yes.
		And I said, well, why didn't you tell me?
		They said, because we thought, you know, that would really scare you.
		And we just figured it would probably be okay one way or the other.
		So that's my story.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And a good story it is.
		I appreciate the call, sir.
		Thank you.
		I wouldn't want to see anything move by itself.
		Not at all.
		And if you actually saw that, I think that, well, again, it would be a great way to know that your heart is in great condition.
		Especially, you know, those, as he described, those old shades.
		You remember those?
		You let go of them, they go right up.
		Yeah, but then the latches, you might make your way past that one, but the latches moving in the windows and going up by themselves.
		No.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
		Hello.
unidentified		Hello.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first name?
unidentified		My name is Donna, and I'm calling from Oshkosh, Wisconsin.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Excellent.
unidentified		And I listened to you on WHBRY 11:50 a.m.
		And I had emailed you with, it was just three little stories about how I was raised in a haunted house.
		I will tell you the first incident, and it actually was the most frightening, even though I don't think you ever really get used to that kind of thing when it happens.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What happened?
unidentified		Well, I was just a little girl, and I'm figuring out, it was about 1959.
		I was raised in this house, and we kept this house until my father died in 1980.
		So I need to let you know that my father worked during the day.
		He was a painting contractor, and my mother worked second shift at the hospital.
		So she wouldn't get home until 11 o'clock at night.
		And I'm about seven years old.
		I'm getting ready for bed.
		I'm in my bedroom.
		My father's in the kitchen, and he has, we had finished dinner, and he's washing the dishes.
		And I can still remember my little fingers pushing these buttons of my pajamas through the buttonholes as I hear, Donna.
		And without even thinking, I just said, yes.
		And again.
		Donna.
		Well, then I thought it was somebody hiding under my bed.
		I'm a little girl.
		What do you think?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know about that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Maybe somebody's hiding under the bed.
unidentified		And not a monster, though.
		I just figured it was a kid, you know, like my niece or something.
		But these thoughts are coming as quickly as what you could even think them.
		And so I think there's somebody under the bed, but I know there's no one there.
		And then I hear Donna.
		Now I look to my bedroom window because all the kids in our neighborhood, we all got together and played until the sunset, and things were different back then, what they are now.
		And we would talk to each other through the open windows at night if one could be out later than the other or whatever.
		Are you sure I remember?
		And I look to the window, but the window is shut.
		And I am wearing flannel pajamas.
		So now I start thinking, no, it's cold outside and there's no one there.
		And before I can even get that thought out of my head, this voice says to me, Donna, don't be afraid.
		I just want to talk to you.
		And with that, I became so afraid.
		I remember opening my mouth, but no sound came out.
		I tried to scream so hard and no sound could come out.
		I was paralyzed with fear.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, sure.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know, the moment something tells you, don't be afraid, your reaction is going to be, I've got something to be afraid of.
unidentified		Finally, when the voice came out, my father came running to me, and he comforted me, but he really didn't even know what to say.
		I know that he and my mother had talked about it after that.
		And then, of course, there were other incidences in that house.
		And as I grew older, then my father would start to talk to me about how he had experienced things just like that in this house.
		But the thing that, and I've tried to analyze this, and listening to your programs, I'm wondering now if what I experienced there in that room that night was maybe a sort of time travel because I refused to sleep in that room ever, ever again.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Certainly one of the things, thank you very much, that you can't rule out about these incidents.
		And that is that it is some sort of time travel, some sort of portal, some sort of accidental entry into some other realm.
		That certainly is a possibility, but then again, so many of these things seem to be personalized.
		You know, as in a relative coming back to let you know that they're okay.
		Or even the children.
		But occasionally, these stories, you know, they don't make sense in terms of any contemporary reason for a contact.
		And so it could be some sort of slip, some sort of entry into some other realm or dimension, accidental or whatever.
		And that might account for some of these things.
		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
		Good morning.
unidentified		All right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi.
unidentified		Hi, this is Linda calling from Houston, Texas.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hey, Linda.
unidentified		And my story has to do with what you were just talking about.
		This was back in 1957.
		And I grew up in a small town not too far from Roswell, New Mexico.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		It was in Texas.
		And we would always vacation in Cloudcroft, New Mexico, which is kind of up in the mountains.
		And it looks down on the White Sands Missile Range.
		And I can remember we used to go and watch them fire off the Sidewinder missiles.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, what a neat place, yeah.
unidentified		It was really neat.
		And so we were up vacation.
		I was with my friend, and I was about 12 years old at the time, and we were walking out in the piney woods, and we saw this cabin.
		And it had a window that was a little bit open on the bottom, and we didn't see any cars around.
		So being kids, we opened the window and crawled down into the basement.
		And we didn't hear anybody, and I was attracted to a piano, so I went over and lifted the piano bench, and I was looking at the music, and it had music like the Andrews Sisters from World War II, and it had like Lynn Miller Orchestra.
		And I thought, well, this is funny.
		All this music is from the 40s.
		So I went over into a closet, and there was like a leather sports jacket from the 40s and a prom dress.
		So I said, well, let's go upstairs.
		So we went upstairs and went into the living room, and on the coffee table were these papers, newspapers, describing World War II.
		And I got the thinking, this is so strange.
		And I just looked around, and there was nothing from the 50s.
		No, you know, rock music or Elvis music or any other papers.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		My God, so it is what we were talking about.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's kind of like you slipped into another time, sort of accidentally or somehow everything was from some other time.
unidentified		And but it was not like dusty.
		At first I thought, well, maybe the family had just left the vacation home and been killed or hurt in an accident and never returned, but everything looked shiny and new.
		And I went to the kitchen and there was like a small light on in the stove and like a coffee cup.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		And there was a medicine bottle and I looked on it and it was dated 1943.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Wow.
unidentified		And then the hair just stood up on my neck and we've got to get out of here.
		I was just freaked out.
		So we crawled back out and we were afraid to tell anybody because, you know, we went into house, we didn't take anything.
		But later on, looking back at it, it was like stepping into a different time.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know, I sometimes wonder, there are a lot of people in this world that just go missing.
		I mean, they're just never heard from again.
		Nobody's ever found.
		You know, they just go missing.
		There are many, many, many cases like that.
		And you've got to wonder if occasionally somebody like yourself has an experience like you had, except doesn't come back.
unidentified		Well, in kind of analyzing this, looking back on it, my father was in the, he was an Army airman, and he helped work on the timing device that dropped the atomic bomb.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No kidding.
unidentified		And he was killed in August of 1945 before I was born.
		I was born in December of 1945.
		And I always wish that I could have met my father or known him or been around him.
		And looking back on it, I think maybe that was sort of a way for him to show me how things might have been had I been there when he was there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that might be a leap on your part or another.
unidentified		It took me a long time to kind of come to that conclusion, but I thought maybe I had gone back in time to try and see how things might have been back then.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Did you ever, well, you have no way of knowing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		If you had embraced it and stayed, maybe you would have remained in that time and you wouldn't be here talking to me right now.
unidentified		That's what scared me the most.
		I had to get out of there because I could sense that that really might happen.
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art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good morning.
		It is odd, isn't it, to listen to the average person tell these kinds of stories that otherwise would seem so unbelievable.
		But the lines are jammed.
		You could do this for days and days.
		You could do it for weeks on end.
		You could do a program that would be virtually nothing but ghost-to-ghost every single night of the week.
		Now, that means something.
		That means these experiences are widespread.
		It means that they're right across the population, right across all the demographics.
		Everybody, well, not everybody, but so many people have had one of these experiences.
		It's kind of like the number of people who have seen UFOs.
		That you have to, you know, this much proof demands a verdict.
		That might be another way to put it.
		Don't you think?
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
unidentified		Are you talking to me, Art?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I am.
unidentified		Wonderful.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first name?
unidentified		This is Pat, and I'm calling from San Antonio, Texas, listening on the big Blowtorch, W-O-A-I.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Boy, it is, too.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What a signal.
unidentified		Welcome.
		This happened to me, true story, many years ago now.
		It's not a ghost story.
		I'd say it's more of some kind of demonic story, but here's how it goes.
		I was at my grandmother's house.
		My mom and her are cooking in the kitchen, making some kind of dinner.
		And then they give me the scraps of the meal to take out to the dog.
		So I step out the door, go around to the dog.
		We had one of those big shepherd wolf dogs.
		Well, he starts growling at me.
		I mean, I played with this dog every day.
		Never, ever growled at me.
		Real gentle dog.
		But he's growling and barking, so I won't even go near him because he's acting real vicious.
		I put the food down, turn around, start to go back into the door.
		Something grabs my arm from behind.
		I turn around and there's nothing there.
		My arm starts to burn, and there's something yanking on it.
		So I'm right in the doorway.
		I immediately grab the other side of the door and wrap my legs around it as this thing's trying to pull me, and I start screaming my lungs out.
		I mean, I can hardly breathe them, even when I think about this happening to me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No, there you go.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I mean, I always look for the right reaction from people, and if that happened to me, that's exactly what I'd be doing, screaming and squirming.
unidentified		That's it.
unidentified		I mean, I'm screaming at the top of my lungs.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		So by this time, I'm up at the top of the door because it's pulling me up.
		So I've got my head inside the door and my other arm and my other leg.
		I've got both my legs wrapped around the door jam, and this thing's pulling me, and my arm is burning.
		And my mom comes out of the kitchen, and she looks at me, and she thinks I'm joking around or something, because I'm up at the top of the door, and that's all she can see.
		And she goes to grab me and pull me off, and when she does that, we both get yanked out the doorway.
		And then she starts to realize that something's pulling on me, and what's happening.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good lord.
unidentified		She wraps her arms around me, and she starts screaming.
		And my grandmother comes out.
		She thinks somebody's attacking us or something.
		So she comes running out of the kitchen with a big old butcher knife.
		I mean, the biggest knife she's got in the kitchen is practically a machete.
		And she comes out and sees what's happening.
		And by this time, we're going down the sidewalk.
		I mean, I'm up in the air.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You're a giant tug of war, huh?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And you're in the air?
unidentified		Exactly.
		I'm up in the air.
		I'd say my mom's by now got me by the legs, just with her arms wrapped around my waist.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You swear to me this is true.
unidentified		This is the God's truth.
		I have nightmares about this even when I think about it.
		I mean, in my lifetime, this probably happened 20-something years ago.
		And I've had all kinds of freaky things happen to me since.
		I've seen some of the things.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I know, but getting yanked up in the air.
unidentified		This happened.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And so how in God's name did you get down?
unidentified		Well, here comes my grandmother.
		She comes running out and she's got this big old knife and sees that there's nothing there.
		And I'm up in the air and by this time there's three big lines starting to appear on my arm.
		Look like long fingers.
		Literally like something, I don't know, out of alien.
		I've seen all kinds of movies and it looks like just three long arms from my wrist to my elbow.
		I've got these three long, big red marks happening down my arm.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		With another one going down the backside.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You said it was hot.
unidentified		And it's burning it.
		And I can tell you, I can still feel it to this day.
		It was the most, if there's a word to feel demonic, I mean, that's what I felt.
		It just felt like the most evilest, horriblest, just ill-intent thing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Got me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And so how did you get down?
unidentified		Well, she comes running out and she jumps in front and she starts swinging the knife everywhere.
		I mean, she's just trying to swing it out in the air and she's just attacking whatever it could be that's got me there.
		And she's making crosses.
		And, you know, my grandmother then, she was probably 60, 70 years old.
		And we knew her in the family as kind of a real religious woman, even though it might say a white witch or anything like that.
		She was from Spain.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So she knew she knew invisible and evil.
unidentified		Exactly.
		Got it.
		And she started saying some words I couldn't even tell you to this day because I'm still busy.
		I'm screaming at the top of my lungs.
		There's people coming out.
		I mean, there's witnesses.
		There was plenty of people that saw what was happening.
		You know, you really can't describe what you're seeing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you think she had the right words?
unidentified		And she said some things and was waving the knife around, kind of making crosses with it and all that sort of let me go and I fell to the sidewalk.
unidentified		And I've had nightmares about that over the years.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know, my life.
unidentified		I've studied probably every...
		But I know it exists.
		I know that there's something out there that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, you're a braver man than I for trying to chase it down, whatever in the hell it is.
		I don't think I'd be chasing after something like that.
		Can you imagine actually being held in the air by something that had burned your arm?
		Brother.
		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
		Good morning.
unidentified		Good morning.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, ma'am.
unidentified		Yes, this is Deborah.
unidentified		I'm up in the gold country in Northern California.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi, Deborah.
unidentified		Hi.
		In 1988, I had been married about eight years to a man.
		We lived in Hawaii, and he was just very charismatic.
		You know, he just had a lot of confidence, and I just trusted and believed in him 100%.
		Anyway, this affair came out, and I was very upset, and I broke up with him.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		On his part.
unidentified		Yeah, on his part, with like one of my best friends.
		And I was really upset, and I had gone to these psychic fortune-teller people.
		And while I was there, they said, you know, your husband, he's going to try to kill himself.
		And I got really panicked, and I just ran back to the house as quick as I could.
		And it was just a little, you know, tiny house with the screen door.
		And when I came in the screen door, he was sitting in his chair.
		And I sat down on the couch, and I was talking to him.
		I said, are you going to try to kill yourself?
		And he said, well, I just about did.
		But then, you know, his friend had come over and taken the gun from him.
		And, you know, he'd written a suicide note and stuff.
		But he was so completely different.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Now, was this after you had separated?
unidentified		Yeah, we had had a fight, and I told him I was leaving, and I had been gone for the night.
unidentified		And then the next day, I went to the fortune tellers.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Got it.
unidentified		And so, but when I was talking to him, I said, I noticed that he didn't have any energy.
		He was flat.
		I mean, I say he was like cardboard, like dry cardboard.
		It was like, it was so bizarre to see him like that.
		And he was just so dull.
		And I thought, this is the strangest thing about him.
		And in that instant, the screen door kind of like, not blew open a lot, but just kind of shook open a little bit.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Are you sort of saying he wasn't there?
unidentified		Yeah, and I found out later something.
		He explained something to me a little later.
		But yeah, it was like he really wasn't there anymore.
		And all of a sudden, the screen door shook, and he always would sit and watch TV, and the TV was on all the time.
		And anyway, the TV was on, but it was kind of turned down low.
		And all of a sudden, when the screen door shook, I could feel this force.
		It was like an electrical force that hit the TV set.
		And this was like in a small triangle of space, you know, maybe about 15 feet.
		All of a sudden, the TV was like, you know, going up and down where you couldn't see the picture, and it was all fuzzy and snowy.
		And I was trying to listen to him.
		He was talking so quietly.
		But then all of a sudden, I'm like, what is going on with the TV, right?
		And then all of a sudden, the TV stopped, you know, shaking like that, the screen, and I felt something come in my body.
		And I was just like, whoa.
		I mean, my whole inside, almost as if I was choking from the inside, and it was like moving inside of me.
		I'm like, what is that?
		And I looked at him.
		I said, is that you?
		What the heck's going on, you know?
		And then he just, you know, scooted forward and said, give me your hands.
		And so he took both of my hands, and it was like some energy was running through my body.
		And it took, I guess, maybe about a minute.
		And then all of a sudden, I just felt exhausted.
		And he said, there, he said, you know, I had closed myself off, you know, and I just opened myself up to you again.
		And I guess he knew stuff I didn't really know.
		But then he was like he was back to normal.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So you think he took energy, life, energy from you?
unidentified		Well, what I think happened is this is the thing that I finally got out of him.
		He was kind of a troubled youth, and he grew up in Oregon, Eugene, Oregon area.
		But one time he said he was walking in the woods as a young teenager, and this voice came to him and said, well, I will give you power if you want this power, and he accepted it.
		And I just think that he had allowed this dark power to kind of give him this confidence because I found out later, I mean, so many big things he lied about.
		But yeah, I think that the spirit left his body when he was thinking of killing himself.
		That's what I think happened.
		And then I think it actually was like in the tree outside the front door.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That is really odd.
		That's an odd one.
		All right.
		Thank you very much.
		Well, I actually can imagine that in an instant or instance before somebody would decide to commit suicide, they've already given up life.
		Right?
		If they're really serious about it, then they have given up life.
		And it may well be that the spirit at some point just prior to the actual ending of the life really does leave the body.
		Maybe.
		That's what she experienced.
		East of the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hi.
unidentified		Hello, this is Rod.
unidentified		I'm calling from Hampton.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, Rod.
unidentified		I was telling you about the Yorktown Victory Center and the ghosts that pop up every once in a while there.
		And being a security guard out there, I love security guards.
		One night happened to have a certain circumstance where I had just finished going through the inside museum area and had glanced over and saw what I thought was George Washington.
		I glanced back again.
		I didn't see it.
		And a few moments later, I was outside going into the forest area out behind the camp.
		And all of a sudden, I started hearing this sound about six feet behind me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Great.
unidentified		And I took a few more steps, and I heard coming up behind me, about six feet behind me.
		I glanced up the hill.
		There were two glowing orange orbs.
		And I took a few more steps.
		I looked behind me.
		Nothing there.
		I took a few more steps.
		The sound is still following me.
		And I'm still seeing these orange-colored orbs up there on the hilltop.
		And I stopped.
		And I went back a few more steps.
		And I went forward.
		I heard the sound again.
		So, being the curious type, I figured something may be following me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That was about 16 steps.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		By now you should be sure.
unidentified		Well, I was pretty sure something was behind me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Yeah.
		And I got to looking on the ground, and there was a feather, a turkey feather, out of one of the animals that had been there in the farm.
		And it was somehow hooked up to a spider web.
		And I had crossed over this spider web and it hooked up to my leg.
		And that was dragging along behind me, making that sound.
		But I still had those orange orbs.
		Maybe a little bit of a fire, I thought, up on the hillside.
		So I got closer and closer to that.
		And they had set up a firing range for the black powder muskets.
		And they had been shooting that.
		And the two orange orbs that were showing there were a reflection of the light over there in the maintenance area.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So it was nothing.
unidentified		So it was nothing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It was nothing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		So the whole thing was nothing.
unidentified		Yeah, but it sure scared the dickens out of me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, Sarah.
		Well, thank you.
		There is a story that wasn't.
		In other words, a perfectly appropriate explanation for everything that happened, sounds and lights combined.
		West of the Rockies, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hi, Myanchraven.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes.
unidentified		Yeah, I have a friend named Gary, and he told me this story, so this is secondhand.
		But he has three friends, Steve and Vern and Kim.
		And his friend Vern had been depressed for a couple of years and had been talking about suicide.
		And he hadn't seen him for a while.
		So Vern said, can I come over?
		And he came over and they hung out together.
		And then Vern drove away that night and he didn't see him for a few days.
		And then he had this dream.
		And in the dream, my friend's name is Gary.
		And he hears, Gary!
		And he's like, who's that?
		Who's that?
		And he looks up in the window and hears Vern.
		Vern's in the window and he's going, Gary!
		And Gary's like, oh, wow, what's Vern doing in the window?
		And then Vern says, bury me.
		And Gary, at this point, freaks out and he wakes up.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I didn't quite get it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Was it Bury Me?
unidentified		Bury me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Bury me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh.
unidentified		In a really scary voice.
		And so he wakes up.
		And anyway, the next night he has the same dream.
		Gary.
		And at this point, he's thinking, I don't want to look at the window.
		I don't want to look at the window.
		But he has to look at the window.
		You know how dreams are.
		And there's Vern, and Vern's like, Gary, bury me.
		And Gary wakes up, you know, and he's terrified.
		And this goes on for, oh, a few months.
		And he's, you know, starting to lose sleep.
		He talks to his friend Steve, and Steve tells him, I've been having these dreams.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, my God.
unidentified		And by this time, Vern hasn't shown up.
		Vern's gone.
		He's just disappeared.
		And the police have been looking for him and stuff.
		And he says, yeah, I had this dream.
		And Vern came to me and said, Steve.
		And I look up and he's in the window.
		And there's Vern.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		He says, Bury me.
unidentified		Bury me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Let me jump to the conclusion.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		This friend of yours did commit suicide and was later.
unidentified		He did commit suicide.
unidentified		And then they talked to their third friend, Kim, and Kim was also true.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Got it.
		And so this friend actually did commit suicide.
		Did they finally find the body?
unidentified		And each dream, as the months went by, he looked more and more ugly and decomposing.
		And after hours all over his face and like slime and decay, and he just got more and more messed up.
		And after all, it's like, I got it.
		That was horrible.
		This is a true story.
		And so finally, the next-door neighbor came home up to his vacation house next door to Gary's house and pulled into the driveway.
		And here was Vern's car.
		And he had a hose going from the exhaust pipe up into the cabin of the car.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And how much time had passed since he committed suicide?
		Oh, my God.
		So this decomposing guy was entering the dreams of his friends, begging to be buried.
		Well, they do tell these stories about suicide, don't they?
		You're on the Air Ghost to Ghost AM05, hi.
		Hello?
		Yes?
unidentified		Yeah, okay, it's me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's you.
unidentified		Yeah.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And your name is.
unidentified		My name is Marilyn from Grafton, Ohio.
unidentified		And gosh, I don't even hardly know where to begin.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		At the beginning.
unidentified		At the beginning.
		Oh, okay.
		That would probably be when I was like six years old.
		I was walking to school, and at this red light, I stopped to cross the street, and I looked both ways.
		Nothing's coming.
		And I start across the street, and I was hit by this drunken funeral director, and he was driving a hearse.
		And the next thing I knew, I was like floating above my body.
		And I looked down and I saw people in the group on the street there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And heaven knows your heart must need help after this.
		You're on the air once again.
		Hello.
unidentified		Yeah, hello, Lord.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, please continue.
unidentified		Okay, I was hovering up above the ground, and I noticed a large group of people on the road, and I was curious, so I kind of just floated over, and I looked in there, and I was really startled when I saw myself laying on the ground.
		And with that, I just kind of, that's the last thing I remember.
		I was like stuck back into my body.
		That was just like the beginning of everything that started happening to me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Many, many people who have had near-death experiences have a lot of follow-on stuff happen to them.
unidentified		Well, I would get these, what I called visitations at night.
		Before a close friend or a relative in our family would die, I would have visitations by ghosts.
		And there would always be more than one night of it.
		So when it started, I would just be terrified because I couldn't fall asleep.
		I knew it would keep happening and happening.
		Well, one time this visitations had started happening to me, and I knew another one was going to come that night.
		I had the bed pushed up against the wall, and my husband sleeping on the outside.
		I was kind of afraid there.
		And I was laying there in bed, just totally terrified, and I could feel like these fingers going up the nape of my neck, and I could feel that the fingers were so like grabbing the hair.
		And I knew within myself that if it was able to grab my hair, it would pull me to somewhere.
		I don't know where, but I didn't want to go there.
		And so I started screaming, and I woke up my husband.
		And I had subsequent visitations to that.
		I would see, like, shadows marching up against the wall.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know, of course, your story is very similar to other NDE type experiences that people have had.
		I mean, I've really interviewed quite a number of people who have had a sort of a brief instant on the other side, and inevitably they have these follow-ups.
		And I wonder if there is some kind of connection, kind of like, you know, once you've been there, once you've made a connection with the other side, it maintains a connection with you.
		And a lot of people have precognitive experiences.
		A lot of people have visitations, much like that young lady was just describing.
		First time caller line, you're on the air.
		Hi.
		Hello.
unidentified		Good evening, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, good evening.
unidentified		Yes, good evening.
unidentified		Before anything else, may I say thank you for this marvelous entertainment that continues night after week after month after year.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir, thank you.
unidentified		Marvelous.
		Several years ago, when I was just breaking into the trucking industry, I was traveling across the middle of California on Highway 152.
		There's a very large reservoir up in the hills between the San Jose Valley and the San Joaquin Valley.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		And lovely summer night, just marvelous.
		And I'm driving along about half asleep in the middle of the night.
		And all of a sudden, out of the blue comes this little voice, says, lovely night.
		And I kind of looked off to the right side of the cab and just a fleeting glimpse of this blonde girl in a white full-skirted dress.
		And I thought, okay, you know, too many miles, too many hours.
		I kept on going.
		There was a denuze about 20 miles in front of me.
		I was going to stop at for coffee.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good for you.
unidentified		Which I did.
		And reaching over to the right side of the cab, it was a cab over, so of course there's an engine cover there that I had to lean over.
		And I put my hand on the right seat to roll up the window that I'd had partially open.
		The seat was wet.
		I thought, well, that's rather odd.
		It was a lovely summer night.
		It wasn't raining, nothing going on, no heavy dew or anything like that.
		I hadn't run into anything.
		So I proceeded to get coffee and go about my business.
		A couple of months later, I was talking to a couple of drivers in a truck stop in San Jose that's no longer there.
		And They were relating this story about this couple that had gone off the road up in the Pacheco Pass years before.
		The new husband had survived, but his bride of just earlier that evening had drowned there.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And let me guess.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		The other truckers had experienced the same thing.
unidentified		No, they hadn't.
		They just were relating the story.
		We were just kind of kicking it around.
		Like I say, this was a couple of months after this experience.
		I had not heard the story before.
		I just thought it was rather odd that the seat was wet.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I should say.
		I appreciate the call.
		Thank you.
		I would think that would be the repetitive kind of thing.
		That worries me, has always worried me, this apparent repetitive action that people seem to experience in these stories.
		I mean, you know, in death, that they do the same thing again and again and again, a hell of its own, really, if you think about it.
		But again, it does lead one toward the possibility that all we're experiencing and all we're noticing is some kind of, I don't know, endless tape loop, sort of a vibration that remains, but not really a ghost as we think of a soul.
		Wildcard line, you're on the air.
unidentified		Hello.
unidentified		Yeah, good morning, Nark.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Good morning.
unidentified		You have Walt from Pennsylvania.
		Yes, sir.
		850 WNTJ Johnstown.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yes, sir.
unidentified		Excuse me, I'm just getting over a cold right now, so if I sound a little hoarse to you, just let me know.
		Okay.
		Okay.
		Back in 95, me and my dad and a friend of ours, we were out hunting.
		There's about a foot and a half of snow out there, and we go back into our tree stand, separate up, and around about lunchtime, we meet up with my dad on his tree stand.
		We're sitting there having lunch, and look out across the hillside there in the thicket.
		My dad says, look at that.
		He said, there's a guy and a woman over there.
		And he's holding her hand, and they're making tracks up through the woods, up through this thicket.
		And we're looking at him, and he has a long-sleeved dress shirt on, dress pants, and dress shoes.
		She has a white dress on with high heels.
		Now, there's 18 inches of snow out there, and it's about 10 degrees out.
		And we're all bundled up and like, what the heck are they doing back here?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Not very appropriate.
unidentified		No, not very appropriate at all.
		So my buddy pulls his binoculars out, and he's looking at them, and I pull mine out and out of my pack.
		We're looking at them, too.
		And, you know, all of a sudden, you know, we're checking them out, and they just like disappear.
		So towards the end of the day, maybe about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, we're working our way out to go home, and we're looking at the tracks in the snow.
		There was no foot tracks from them.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No foot tracks.
unidentified		There was ours.
unidentified		There were tracks from deer, but there was no foot tracks from them.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Again, that's kind of like some kind of slip.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		It's, you know, almost like you went to another time or another time came to you, or there was some little window of something that just should not have been.
unidentified		Well, it's more like, I think it was more like there was a window that came to us because about three-quarters of a mile from us used to be an old farm up at this place up in the state park.
		And there was an old farm up here because we found foundation stones from like 1810, 1835 up here.
		And, you know, kind of wondering, you know, wonder what happened back then that you see a young guy and a young woman and they're making tracks up through the woods.
		And when you leave for today, you see no tracks in the snow from them.
		And it didn't snow and the snow didn't melt.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		No, I'm with you.
		I'm with you.
		I've got it.
		All right.
		Thank you very much.
		Well, there have been quite a few like that tonight, haven't there?
		Sort of little shifts or little immersions into different times, like the lady with all the contemporary things that were actually really old.
		Not dusty.
		Brand new.
		Just used, but really old.
		That's kind of like you went to a different place, a different time.
		Easter the Rockies, you're on the air.
		Hello.
unidentified		Hello, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hi.
unidentified		I got one that's a little different approach, and I'm going to speed it up as quick as possible.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right, please.
unidentified		About four years ago, I was with this girl who came from a very broken home.
		Her mother was killed in a car accident.
		Her father abused her.
		So she was kind of off-balanced.
		And I didn't realize that she was off-balance until we moved in together.
		But in the middle of the night, going on 3-4 in the morning, I had to get up and be at work at 6 in the morning.
		So I wake up and have an attack of what appears to be sleep paralysis, which I'm sure you're very familiar with.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I am.
unidentified		And I had never had this happen to me before, kind of unfamiliar with it.
		And I battled with this for about five minutes and then fell immediately back into a deep sleep.
		Into this sleep, I was in this dream state where I was in like a grayish-like hallway, and I saw my grandfather, who had committed suicide when I was about six months old.
		And I went to approach him and hug him, and he pops me right in the nose, bloodies my nose in the dream, and we're struggling, and a woman in a blue gown came and got this, got my grandfather off of me and told me it's going to be okay.
		She's just confused.
		I'm so sorry.
		So when I wake up, I snap immediately back just completely awake, not the least bit tired.
		And there's my ex-girlfriend, and she is bawling.
		I mean, completely in tears.
		Couldn't get a word out of her for an hour.
		And finally, when I did get a word out of her, she said, what does she mean that I'm confused?
		And I said, what are you talking about?
		She said, I heard her voice through you.
		And I heard a groan.
		And at that moment, Art, my nose gushed blood.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, my God.
unidentified		So you be the judge.
		Thank you for all these wonderful shows.
		You have a great night.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, thank you very much for contributing to it as well.
		Well, I guess my first reaction would be that you really did not escape the paralysis, that you really didn't fall, obviously, back into a normal sleep after the paralysis, but instead you in some way gave in to the paralysis and voila, what followed.
		You can fight off this sleep paralysis and wake yourself up or whatever, but that's not what happened to you.
		You immersed yourself into it.
		You're on the Air Coast Ghost to Ghost AM with Art Valhai.
unidentified		Hi.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Hello.
unidentified		Hi, Art.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What is your first experience?
unidentified		Oh, I'm so sorry.
unidentified		I'm a little nervous.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Yeah, that's all right.
unidentified		My first name is Diana.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Diana.
unidentified		And I'm calling from Brighton, Colorado.
		Excellent.
		My true story, my experience happened some years ago when I was attending the School for the Visually Impaired in Louisiana.
		And I was about 16, 17, around that age.
		And I had just laid down to bed and I was living in a dorm.
		And my room was like at the end of the hall, and I was the only one in that room.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Were you completely sightless?
unidentified		No, I'm totally blind in one eye and have some vision in the other.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, I see.
unidentified		Okay.
		And so I just lay down for bed and starting to doze off.
		And all of a sudden, I hear this like kicking at the wall outside.
		And I'm like, okay, what in the world is going on?
		Maybe it's some of the boys that are playing a prank, you know?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Sure.
unidentified		So I get up and I look out the window, open the window.
		Okay, nothing out there.
		Okay, go back to sleep.
		Then I start hearing scratch, scratch at the screen.
		I'm like, okay, now this is getting ridiculous.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		By now, you probably figure somebody's messing with you.
unidentified		Yeah.
		And so then it's like, okay, it's like, I got to get some sleep.
		I got to get to school, you know?
		So I lay down again, start to doze off, and then I hear this voice that goes, sleep now, Diana.
		It's okay.
		And I'm like, all right.
		And the next thing I know, I wake up and my bed starts shaking.
		The room, everything in the room just starts like crackling all over.
		And then I look toward my closet door and there's this face, this like orangish red face with these reddish fire eyes and these arms on the head and like a black hood over the head.
		And it's like getting brighter and bigger.
		And it's like, I'm frozen.
		And I'm like, oh, God, what do I do?
		You know?
		And the only thing I knew to do is just say, God, get me out of here.
		And the next thing I know, I'm running, but my feet aren't touching the floor.
		It's like something's carrying me out of that room.
		And I ran to my best friend's room.
		And I said, something happened.
		Something happened.
		She says, well, take it easy.
		Just sleep in my room tonight.
		And I didn't go back in that room for the rest of the night.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, I'm not laughing because anything's funny, only because it's sort of so classic.
		I mean, running and you can't go anywhere, you know, up in the era.
		It's just the worst of the worst.
unidentified		But, I mean, that face, that was just, that has just haunted me all my life seeing that.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		I imagine it would.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		What conclusion do you now, when you think about it now, you're older, what do you think?
unidentified		I don't know.
		Maybe something just trying to scare me because it knew things in my future, good things in my future that were going to happen to me, maybe trying to scare me.
		I don't know.
		I could never figure it out.
		But I mean, I've had other little scares through my life, you know, where certain little things have happened, like trying to stop me from doing things or, you know.
		But that was the most, oof.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Maybe you have some sort of guardian angel.
unidentified		Oh, I'm pretty sure I do.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
		Thank you very much for the story.
		Have a good night.
unidentified		Thanks so much, everyone.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		All right.
		Take care.
		West of the Rockies, you're on Ghost Ghost AMO5.
		Hello.
unidentified		Is this me, Art?
art bell ▲ ● ▼		That's you.
unidentified		Hi, happy Halloween.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Same to you.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		And what is your first name?
unidentified		My name is Zach.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Zach?
unidentified		Zach.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Zach.
		Oh, okay, Zach.
		Welcome.
unidentified		Hi, thanks.
		Well, let's see.
		When I was a boy, we lived in this house in Oregon City, Oregon.
		I think I was about six years old when we moved in there.
		And in Oregon City, there are a lot of historical homes.
		It's built right at the end of the Oregon Trail.
		And this house was one of those.
		We still had the old clothfoot bathtubs and the old Art Deco light fixtures.
		Everything was original to the house.
		Anyway, it was a spooky old place.
		I mean, you just looked at it and it was weird looking.
		It was a spooky house.
		And I'd play around in the basement, building forts and whatnot.
		And our landlords lived across the street.
		And I remember one day I was talking to the landlord, and in casual conversation, he brought up the fact that, wow, there was a ghost that lived upstairs in their house of an old lady that had died there.
		And I didn't pursue the matter, what that was all about.
		But not too long after that, things started happening around our house, you know, little lights going on and off and strange sounds in the house.
		And every time I was in the basement, I felt like I was being watched.
		I'm getting goosebumps just thinking about it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		You know, it sounds like polar guy stuff.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Lights on and off.
unidentified		Right, right.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		How about things moving?
unidentified		I personally didn't see anything move, but you could hear like chairs sliding across the floor and footsteps, that type thing.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Right.
unidentified		So being a little kid, you know, my mom, we tried to tell, my brothers and I tried to tell my mom and dad, and they just kind of poo-pooed it, you know, overactive imagination type thing.
unidentified		And I'm really nervous, forgive me.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Oh, no, no, no.
		You're doing fine.
		You're doing fine.
unidentified		This is great.
		And, well, this went on for, I forget how long.
		I was pretty young.
		Until about the summer that I was 11.
		And my mother and I were alone in the house.
		My brothers were outside playing.
		And she has laid down on the couch for a nap.
		Well, I'm in the bathroom, and I'm taking a bath in this old bathtub and playing with my toys, whatnot.
		And all of a sudden, I feel a hand on the back of my neck kind of stroking me up and down, you know, like just a really loving caress type thing.
		And it just freaked me out.
		So I jumped straight up and yelled for my mother.
		Of course, she didn't hear me.
		Well, right about that time, this is where it got really spooky.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Okay, we're way short on time.
unidentified		Okay, anyway, I started, I could feel snakes falling off the ceiling and hitting me on the head.
		And as they did, they would slither down my body.
		I could feel them and plopping right into the bathtub.
		I could everything.
		It was just, I just, I freaked.
		I jumped out, ran into the living room.
		Well, actually, I yelled, stop it.
		Okay, this is the bad part.
		Because when I yelled, stop it, this voice, this cackle, it was the most evil, hideous laugh I have ever heard, and I have never forgotten it.
		And it was in the bathroom with me, and it was just, I still can't even, I had to go to a priest and talk to him actually.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Well, that is exactly where we're going to have to end it.
art bell ▲ ● ▼		Take care, buddy.

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