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It’s awesome they are including the Charles Camsell Hospital as one of the unsolved mysteries. Please check out the article and the blog itself.
nec·ro·man·cy : The practice of supposedly communicating with the spirits of the dead in order to predict the future; Black magic or sorcery; Magic qualities. Bringing up the dead for nefarious reasons.
I was doing a spirit removal in a dicey neighborhood where gangs, crime and drugs happen. If that didn’t make it uncomfortable enough, I found out the ex-boyfriend of this woman, whose house we were in, had gotten out of jail six weeks previous. He apparently was extremely violent with her and to top it all off, was a practicing necromancer. Oh boy. Who knows what kind of spooky crap we were going to find.
The basement of this house had a corner which had some picture that was painted over. It was supposed to be of an occult nature. There was also a picture of Jesus that had some nasty things done to it. Nooses had been found in the eaves of the basement. That is where this man would practice his necromancy.
Ben hooked up the infrared system and had a camera in the basement and in the upstairs hallway. The hallway had some orb activity. I made my way to the basement to pick up on the spirits and see if I could remove them.
Proceeding down the stairs, the energies were very strong. It was negative, heavy and cloying down there. I took a few pictures around the area and then decided to get down to business. Immediately I picked up on a bizarre sight: 2 men and 2 women dressed in office clothing, holding hands and chanting in a circle. They were in their late twenties to their early thirties. The men had on shirts, ties and dress pants, one woman had her hair in a ponytail, a white blouse and black skirt with heels. The other woman had a blouse and pants outfit. It really confused me for a second. I was expecting them to have ceremonial clothing on.
As I was preparing to send them into the light, they broke the circle, still holding hands in a line together. They started moving towards me and their faces became monstrous with snarling and screaming and huge pointed teeth. They didn’t get very far before a higher power reached out and grabbed the hand of the one closest to the light and pulled them in. They were absolutely stunned as they went in.
There were other energies still in the basement. Behind the basement staircase which was an open one, was a male spirit who was scared and was covered in black fur like the Wolf Boys from Mexico. His eyes glowed red. He said he was scared of the 4 spirits. I asked him if he would go into the light and he said yes, he would. I watched him go. Then one more spirit appeared in the opposite corner of the basement, near the laundry machines. She was a very small woman with brown curly hair and a floral dress that looked like it was from the ’60’s. She told me she was a mitochondrial dwarf. I said “Okay” and asked her to go to the light which she did willingly. I know it sounds wild, but take my word for it, all these spirits were actually there in that basement.
I always know when the portal closes because the dark room gets illuminated for a second and there’s a buzzing between my eyes. I assume that is my third eye doing that. Anyway, I went upstairs and told the lady of the house and she confirmed that she did see something “creepy” under the staircase that had red eyes and was very black. She was relieved the other spirits were gone. She had a pagan guardian who cleansed her basement for her after the clearing.
Many, many weeks later, the lady whose house we had cleared phoned and had the necromancer books that her boyfriend had used. We went over and picked them up from her. She understandably didn’t want them around. So I have them on my bookshelf now for reference in case we run into another necromancing nincompoop.
Please; don’t ever bring up the dead to do bad business for you. It will NOT turn out well for you.
Rick Hale interviewed Keith Linder from Bothell, Washington about paranormal activity that he was having where he lives. Keith Linder is residing in a house right now that is experiencing extreme poltergeist activity. He has been having it since he moved in. The Ghost Adventures TV show even did a show about Keith’s house and it’s unruly occupants. Keith has some naughty spirits bouncing around.
The spirits are burning bibles, throwing candles, and all kinds of mayhem. He is trying to get a priest to do something, but I have bad news: spirits don’t care if someone is a priest or police or the Pope. They do what they want when they want. Biblical words, incense, smudging, crosses, have no power over them because where they are, it just doesn’t matter to them.
Currently he is having a team of parapsychologists from the UK investigating his house:
The unfortunate part for Keith is the experiments and the equipment and the investigations and the investigators and the skeptics are not removing the spirits doing these crazy, torturous malicious acts.
We hear from people who have problems similar to Keith’s and the majority of the time, they do not want an investigation, per se, just for us to come and “get rid of these spirits in my house”. So we do that. We listen to everything that has happened to the house inhabitants and document what they say. Take some photos, maybe set a couple of infrared cameras up to see if anything floats by.
I make contact with whatever spirit(s) are there (usually they are hiding somewhere because they are scared of me) and I’m able to coax them out so that they are in my target range. I try in a very short amount of time to find out WHO they are and WHY they are there. Then, I send them into the light. (it’s a quick process and I will have an article on exactly HOW I do it very soon!)
And they go. Even if they don’t want to. The process takes about 5 minutes. The equipment takes the time to set up and take down. But my part is done real quick.
And the homeowner feels it and recognizes it when earthbound spirits have been cleared out. Children and animals feel it more because they don’t have our crazy adult barriers up.
What I’m saying in essence, Mr. Linder, is if I could somehow come to your house, no pomp and circumstance and drama, I would absolutely be able to get these little buggers out of your house before they really do some irreparable interior design and psychological damage. I have dealt with situations like this many times. There is no reason you should be subjecting yourself to investigation after investigation.
The Paranormal Explorers went to the amazing Halloween haunt in Edmonton, Alberta called Deadmonton House. We went in late August to do a paranormal investigation before they opened. The creator and proprietor, Ryan Kozar, appeared to be having fun watching us run around and get into the “spirit” of things, setting up equipment and looking in the nooks and crannies looking for ghosts. Ryan was setting up the haunt at that time.
Here are a couple of photos from the actual theatre area. We haven’t compiled ALL of the photos and videos, but when we do, we will publish them here for you!
There is a spirit in the theatre who is named Frank, or “Frankie”. He is like a caretaker and very non-invasive. He is happy there is a production of some sorts going on in the defunct theatre.
Be sure to go to Deadmonton House and get the crap scared out of you! They are open until November 13th, 2015.
Over the years, we have submitted our investigations to authors that were compiling non-fiction books on haunted places and paranormal investigators. So, we are going to “toot” our own horn and let you know about the books out there that we are in!
Some of our investigations in Edmonton are compiled in Jeff Belanger’s book.
Dorah was so great to interview Paranormal Rona for her book. Felt very privileged to be included.
Good reading to you all!!
A house in Sherwood Park, Alberta, had close to 25 people as renters in the span of 2 years. A man and woman were living in the house and they had doors opening and closing, the furnace would make banging noises until the husband would go down the stairs to the furnace and then mysteriously the banging would stop. Many personal objects would go missing.
I found a male spirit and he was very possessive of the house. I have no idea if he had ever really lived in the house or was just drawn to it after his death. I picked up the name Harold with short dark hair, white shirt, dress pants, and had a very serious disposition. He was looking at me with a large frown and his arms crossed. He had been doing all these naughty things to try and scare and mess up tenants mentally so they would want to move out of the house. I sent Harold into the light (he begrudgingly went without help) and I then went downstairs to a living area in the basement.
Immediately I saw a strange scene that was a forest out of an old fantasy-like English countryside with huge dark gnarled trees. I’ve never encountered anything like that before. It was like this was another dimension “draped” over the one we were in. There was a definite medieval feeling to it and when I explained to the home renters what I was seeing, they commented that the basement was the place that some previous renters were playing the Dungeons and Dragons game.
Can something like role-playing evoke an other-worldly dimension to appear? Or is it the energy from the adrenaline/passion of the game that can create an ethereal replica of what they are playing in??
Ben and I went to an Edmonton, Alberta townhouse in December of 2009 where 2 young women lived. They were experiencing things falling in the shower while they were in it. Like someone was pushing the shampoo and soap into the bathtub. The garbage can fell over by itself, sounds of some type of furniture being dragged across the floor upstairs, electric crackling sounds, and “something” ate a piece out of a roast chicken one night.
A lot of times people will tell us they can hear a crackling sound like electricity running. Almost like unbridled spirit energy. The women knew something was upstairs and that they were being watched all the time. Whatever was there, they wanted it gone.
I went upstairs where the bathroom and bedrooms were. A young male spirit appeared, very nervous, about 16-17 years old. He said his name was Robert and he was dressed in farm work clothes that looked like they were from the 1910-20’s. He told me “My ma would take the switch to me if she knew what I’d been doing.” He was referring to watching the ladies in the bathroom, and their bedrooms. He had never had a girlfriend or any experience seeing women naked. So he was enjoying himself immensely. I was picking up that he had caught a bad strain of the flu and died from it. Maybe the Spanish flu from 1918.
He was the one spilling items into the bathtub. I assumed he also had knocked over the garbage can and taken a piece of chicken. He told me he did not do those things. Now I’m wondering if there is another spirit I haven’t picked up on yet.
I told him he needed to go into the light and be with his family, explaining they won’t be angry at you for doing those things. He smiled, nodded his head, and walked off into the light.
I stayed sitting on the rug in the hallway and picked up energy signals from a bedroom in front of me that was dark and empty of furniture. Just then, a picture emerged of a 10 foot boa constrictor that was on the floor of the darkened bedroom. Oh Yeah!!!!
I realised that this creature was probably the one that knocked over the garbage can and took a chunk out of the roast chicken. Communications of course were very limited with the snake and I asked for help to get it into the light. An ethereal being came out and carried the boa constrictor into the light. Good thing, who the hell else was going to get it out?????
I went downstairs to tell the women what I found in their townhouse but before I told them, I asked if they had ever heard anything slithering through their vent system. They looked at each other with a surprised expression and said they had heard noises in the vents at odd times when it wasn’t the heat. I explained the young man and the snake and said the snake was probably all over the townhouse but they would never have seen it. The dragging noise upstairs was probably from the snake too, bumping into furniture and moving it around. Thankfully they were both gone so there was nothing to be afraid of.
I don’t know where the boa constrictor ever came from; maybe someone in the neighbourhood had one in the past. That was my first ghost snake. What next? A dinosaur maybe. Hmmm.