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When I tell people I’m a
paranormal investigator, folks always ask why and if I have ever seen anything.
Now, I have been professionally investigating for almost
3 years, but I have had so many experiences growing up that I looked for
answers as to what could cause voices and taps. When I was fourteen, I had a
near death experience and I began a search for answers. Which led me to the
field of paranormal research.
When I was dating my now husband, I discovered that he
too also was interested in the field. After we got married, we started ghost
hunting as partners.
We joined a professional Arkansas group 2 years later.
Now in the almost five years I’ve been doing this, I’ve had a ton of various
experiences and have seen and heard some pretty weird stuff.
One of the most frequently questions I am asked is what
is my most memorable experience. Now truthfully, I have had quite a few but the
following is the one that has stuck with me the most, both with the emotions
attached to it and the fact it was the first time I’d had this particular type
of experience.
The group I was with at the time was investigating a spa
that had once been a brothel in the 1920s. (I will name no names or locations
as the owners of this spa requested to remain anonymous so not to hurt their
business) It proved to be an interesting investigation as there was a
motorcycle rally going on at the same time. I’m not sure exactly how old this
building was, but it had the classic creaky floor of an old building. We went
through the building in a walkthrough to see where all the “hot spots”, places
where the most paranormal activity is reported. The night was fairly quiet,
paranormal wise. Until I went into one of the massage rooms with two other
investigators. We were doing an EVP (electronic voice phenomenon) in the room.
I will admit I was starting to get bored as we had debunked everything we came
across. So we invited any spirits there to touch us. When we had no reaction,
we started making jokes that we promised not to run out of the room screaming
“Dude, run!” (A nod to the first season of Ghost Hunters when one of their
investigators freaked out and screamed the same phrase before running full
speed down a hall. It’s a joke among us) A few moments later, I feel something
cold on my arms as if someone had placed their hands on my arms. Naturally, as
an open-minded debunking investigator, I immediately look around for something
that would cause cold air to blow on me. I see the vent above me and asked if
the air was on. The two investigators informed me that the owner turned the air
off so we wouldn’t have any false cold spots. (It is generally believed that
spirits take energy from the air around them in order to manifest, causing cold
spots) I tell them my arms are freezing. My fellow investigators immediately
started measuring the temperature around me and taking pictures. There was no
change in temperature and the pictures resulted in nothing. The two
investigators with me were husband and wife sensitives. The wife did what we normally
never did, used nonscientific means to contact this particular spirit. The
spirit was a woman that was my age at the time that was murdered when the
building was a brothel (Which is what I was told by my fellow investigator) She
said the woman was terrified and felt safe with me, thus attached herself to
me. Even with me telling the woman, I want to say her name was Susanne, that
she couldn’t come home with me and that she had to stay there, she refused to
let go. Another sensitive on the team came into the room and she ended up
having to help her cross over.
Later, when the evidence
review team (which consisted of myself, husband and our one of our best
friends) were going over the recording we made, we caught one good EVP. One
that was caught during the walkthrough in the room where I had my experience
with Susanne. As we were leaving the room, I made a comment that the back of my
head was tingling. A moment later, a woman’s voice whispers “Don’t go. Come
back,” The only EVP we caught the entire night.
I was told, a few years
later, that the same night I woke up screaming “Get him off of me!” My husband
didn’t tell me this at the time because he hadn’t wanted to freak me out. It
slipped one night when we were talking about it.
I am no longer with the other
group for personal reasons, but I have cofounded another group. With the old
teams evidence review team.
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Patricia Lane is an author and Paranormal Investigator who works out of central Arkansas. She is the co-founder of a paranormal investigation group that is still in the works. She currently lives with her husband and cat in the same area.
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