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!!!!

An Ethereal Looking Concept of the Boa That I Saw

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.