More from the crawlspace room

Then just a few days later our contractor was here and had been working on the foundation in the crawlspace room. On his first day he said he kept hearing a female voice asking him. "what are you doing" "why are you doing that" and thought it was me. I got a text from him asking me to come inside the room, and when he told me he heard me talking to him I explained I had been upstairs the whole time. With a puzzled look still on his face, he feels a tug on his shirt. It startled him so much he spun around, flashlight in hand but no one was there. 

He asked me if I would come down there to keep him company, and his mind off the fact that he was working in a room were known human and animal ritualistic sacrifices took place.

So the investigator in me of course comes downstairs agreeably, even though I absolutely despise that room and have ever since we moved in. Yet still, I grab my gear and went downstairs to Chit Chat and keep him company while he worked. I was sitting there with my camera, EMF detector, and digital recorder in hand when I wanted to get something out of my pocket I took out my flashlight and upon turning it on I saw what looked like an old piece of cloth. 

I went to retrieve it, and as I tried to pull it up I noticed it was a good half a foot down, with only the corner reviled. Now, I said I would never dig in that room again... because after I found that bone, everything changed. Of course, I wondered where the rest or more could be. But I didn't want to further disturb the grounds, especially after finding out the occult ritualistic ties to the property. The soil in that room gets very damp, and therefore is easily moved. So, just from just pulling it up I was able to remove it. 

Upon unearthing it, I noticed it looked to be a torn piece of brown canvas material. Upon further examination I thought, maybe a part of a curtain? There was a top part that looked to be hemmed, but each flap was sewn shut. So not a curtain, but something.. or maybe a bottom leg of a pair of pants, or a part of an arm with a hemmed cuff. 

So here we are in this room, energy swirling, his fear, my anxiety. The air became thick and hard to breathe. 

When I asked if he had seen it, he was as bewildered as I was. As I went to hand it to him to look at more closely the moment of exchange (which I feel was a combination of our energy touching the object) a very uneasy feeling come over both of us.  

Immediately we thought the same thing... Was this belonging to the same and, or another victim? Or was it just a piece of clothing cut up for rags left by a previous occupant? 

He has been working on the island most of his life, and my house is certainly not the first active house he has worked on. But when he told me, he didn't even want to come back to finish it...

Well, I said "I don't blame you" 

It's been a while!

 Hello All! 

I'm sorry it's been a while since I've posted anything, but I have been recovering from surgery on my Right arm, which left it very hard and painful to write and type.  However, I am feeling much better, and stronger every day! 

I have so many stories to share with you all! Thank you to my loyal readers, and those new and old alike. 

Upcoming: 

- New "treasures" found on the property! 

-3 days of Hell: A major planetary shift 

- A New, more violent Entity in the House 

-The Babylon Vampyre Salon Event

- My Second Trip to Zak Bagan's Haunted Museum 

- News on the "Cult" that inhabited my house 

New Treasures found on the property

Back a few weeks ago I was doing some landscaping, freeing part of the property with some well-needed cutting and trimming back of bushes, etc. When I noticed my dog, Dexter very intent on removing something from under the Treehouse, beneath the foliage. I went over to see what all the fuss was about and found he was digging up a bone. 

Now, with all the animals and such here that isn't surprising. And the raccoons have taken old dog bones from the garbage, and left them outside before. Yet looking at it, myself and any other dog owner would know this isn't the kind of bone you can buy for your dog at the farm or pet store. Also, had it been a bovine bone, it would be much bigger. It certainly looks like a leg or arm bone if some kind, but seeing as this is was not found inside the house, there really was no need to have it officially identified. 

It could be a deer or something yes, but why only the one bone? If it was remains of a scavenge or animal death, where is the rest? I dug around as much as possible, but found no others. It was so close to the Treehouse, if there is more they must be under the structure.