Post by Cheri on Apr 25, 2015 11:58:49 GMT
Welcome to the first ever 2 Haunted Venues Live Update of a Venue!
Wygston's House
Photo credit: Cycling Saint on Flickr.
We've never done this before, and we don't know how it's going to turn out, but we're excited to do it! We know that we have many followers from around the country, and around the world, who unfortunately can't make venues with us. We also know that this venue has been building up these past few months, and with Marc's past experience with the building, many people are eager to know what will happen (us included!).
Please read below for an account of Marc's evening at Wygston House previously (I know it's a long read, he does ramble ).
That may have been a long read, but in short, the run up to this venue has been nothing short of interesting.
With what happened at Dudley Castle last weekend, we don't know what to expect tonight, and many are anxious.
Don't get me wrong, we're not worried, as we are professional and know each other well, after all. We'll of course handle any situation immediately, but it doesn't mean we aren't taking precautions.
Aside from Marc's overshadowing on Saturday, the run up in the past few weeks, at venues with Roger Wygston seemingly coming through at unrelated venues to give a warning, as well as many guests having similar if not the same dreams, something is definitely occuring regarding tonight's investigation.
Stay tuned for commentary and information throughout the night. Feel free to discuss anything below, ask any questions, let us know anything you feel or see (we know we have many sensitive followers) and just keep in touch tonight!
I will be posting guest comments, photos and a running of what is happening as it happens, so those of you who couldn't make it don't feel left out!
Wygston's House
Photo credit: Cycling Saint on Flickr.
We've never done this before, and we don't know how it's going to turn out, but we're excited to do it! We know that we have many followers from around the country, and around the world, who unfortunately can't make venues with us. We also know that this venue has been building up these past few months, and with Marc's past experience with the building, many people are eager to know what will happen (us included!).
Please read below for an account of Marc's evening at Wygston House previously (I know it's a long read, he does ramble ).
I remember visiting that place like it was only yesterday. I had been invited onto a works event as a guest for a ghost night investigation. I had never done anything like this before and since I had started developing my Mediumship at the local Spiritualist church thought it would be a good idea. It turned out much later that I would regret that decision. It was many years ago that I first walked into Wygston's House and the idea when I first booked with the others made me feel very excited and nervous. I guess now looking back how I acted on that night I was trying to impress my workmates. At the same time I was starting to get some good evidence at the church that I decided between showing off and connecting with Spirit to push a particular negative energy connected to that building. That entity had started following me around shortly after booking the date. This male made me aware of his presence a few days before the ghost night was about to take place. Foolishly and due to the lack of experience on my part I thought it would be a good idea to taunt and push him.
This I proceeded to do over the next couple of days and it was getting very angry with me. That is when strange things started happening around the house. My wife was completely unaware of this until afterwards. There were unexplained noises coming from upstairs and a bedroom door closed on its own but no windows were open. No one else was on the upper floor so that made no sense at all. Scratching could then be heard in the walls every now and again but this is a fairly new building so no mice that I am aware of. The feeling of 'not being alone' was felt by both myself and my wife. She did not know that I was tormenting this Spirit and would have been furious if she had found out. I was showing off. I was inexperienced and had no idea what I was doing. The Spiritualist church do not train on such things and probably would have kicked me out if they had realised I was being so irresponsible. I had much to learn.
By the time the day came for the ghost night at Wygston's House this aggressive energy was fuming and warning me off. I have never felt such anger before and I was beginning to realise that I had bitten off more than I could chew and was very worried about the night that was to come. I had a reason to be.
I hate driving into Leicester as its all one way streets and I am a bit of a nervous driver in new areas that I have never been to before. After parking in the city centre car park (slipping and falling over in the process when I stepped into a puddle with no grips on my shoes to the amusement of my work mates) we headed to the local pub almost opposite Wygston's House and had a drink. Now 2 Haunted have a very strict policy of no drinking before or during our events but this paranormal group seemed to not be bothered by it at all. Health and safety and all that. Anyway when it was time to start the nights ghost hunting we all meet outside the main door of the building. We was then welcomed inside where we met the group of investigators and their Medium Lee. They were very friendly and we sat in a circle of chairs in the base room and the night began. As I sat there I felt that hostile energy come forward again and it was almost like he was standing over me glaring down. He was not happy with me or the other people being there. He said his name was Roger Wygston and this was HIS house and we should all GET OUT. I said that we were going nowhere and ignored him. That feeling stayed with me all night and increased almost every minute of the investigation. It felt suffocating and oppressive and very uncomfortable.
Because I was with my workmates and they all knew that I was a developing Medium they kept asking questions about what was going on and can I get Spirit to do anything. Being reckless and still showing off I started pushing this energy again. The host paranormal group were working their way through the building. Room by room. There was the smell of perfume in the air that was supposed to be linked to a female prostitute called Mary (why is it always a Mary?) in Spirit that is well known to haunt the location. Then some strange noises on the front and rear staircases. A ball had been placed on one by the paranormal group and left it alone as a child in Spirit has been seen playing around this area and this was a trigger object experiment. This group had no night vision cameras though. Camcorders or locked-off so nothing was documented. However later in the night the ball was seen bouncing down the stairs. That of course is open to criticism and could have just been gravity and unstable flooring. Or maybe not.
Up until then it was fairly quiet though and I guess as the night unfolded I started to relax a little and get into the swing of things. It was then when we were in one of the upper meeting rooms I began to feel like something was pushing against my back. I did not understand what was going on. It felt like someone was trying to get inside of me. That sounds crazy and even to this day after being overshadowed four times it still seems insane. The Spiritualist church had not trained me about this and I was very much out of my depth in what I was doing. The sensation that this pushing against my back increased and I started to tingle all over. I kept quiet though. I did not mention anything and I did not want to sound stupid or that I was making it up.
It was only when I went down into the first cellar that it all started to kick off. Down in that small space we crammed in. Hardly any room to breath let alone move around and Lee was standing in the centre and we crowded around him. He was saying that he was being affected by a monk that travelled along a hidden secret passageway from some nearby church into this building. This carried on for a short time and as the conversation seemed to flow I felt that pushing again but much stronger. I was feeling dizzy and sick. As far as I was aware I had not eaten anything that would upset my stomach and I had not had a drink as I was driving. I was feeling claustrophobic and wanted to get out. It was then that Lee turned to me and said that the master of the house was back. Apparently Roger Wygston's spirit never makes an appearance but the other energies inhabiting the house like Mary the prostitute said that they were afraid of him and would flee when he was about. The Medium continued to say that the master was back and when one of the female investigators asked where he was Lee pointed directly at me. Now there was no way that they could have known that I was a developing Medium. No one in my group had mentioned it and up until then I hardly had said a word. That was strange, unnerving and made me feel very uncomfortable. Now all these years later the sceptic in me would have said it was a lucky guess on the Medium's part or auto suggestion. But at the time it was terrifying. I was scared and wanted to get out.
It was after being in that room we were ushered into the next cellar to continue the investigation. This was a larger space and a welcome relief from the other tiny room. I felt like I could breath again. Not long after being in there I started picking up that another Spirit was in that area. A foreign man that spoke no English. I could not understand a word he was saying and tried to ignore him. This is supposed to be the most active part of the building. Much poltergeist activity experienced throughout the years even though there were no cameras to back it up. Wygston's House is renowned in Leicester for being very haunted and I guess we experienced a part of that on the night.
Back to the investigation. There was a long bar area, lots of clutter and obviously used as a storage room by the council that own the building. Once everyone was positioned in the room and only the torches illuminating that space we were told about the activity experienced in this area. That feeling of oppression was back stronger than ever and this foreign male was close to me and trying to tell me something but I did not understand. It was then that the lights turned out completely and we were plunged into darkness. I had never done anything like this before. I was terrified and wanted to get out. I was scared. This male was right next to me as I was standing alongside part of the bar and the other more aggressive energy was on my back again and it was taking everything I had to push him back. I am not sure what happened next and only really have witness accounts from the people in the room.
I vaguely recall that something right next to me in the darkness made a loud BANG and I jumped. Maybe it was a mixture of fear and psychosis that I reacted so aggressively. A sceptic would say that the terror of the night caused the response from myself but I know in my heart that it was not play acted or an unstable mental state. I violently smashed my fists down on the bar, again and again and screamed: "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE...". I was shaking. I did not understand what the hell had just happened and was disorientated and confused. A torch went back on and the nearest female investigator of the group asked what had just happened? I told her and was obviously in shock but she told me to carry on if I was getting an experience. I now realise all these years later that had been a bad idea and I should have been taken out of the room instead. But the lights went out once more and they continued calling out and asking for a paranormal reaction. Something was thrown in the darkness and the guests yelled out in surprise. A few loud bangs and the sound of something large being pushed against the stone floor. Now I cannot say this was down to Spirit. It was pitch black and anything genuine or faked could have happened. I will stay away from that and only talk about what I was feeling.
The pushing was back, pressing hard against me and I was shaking again in the dark. I could hear the foreign man speaking quickly in desperation to me and he would not be quiet and his voice was everywhere inside my head. I wanted to lash out. I felt angry and something was beginning to take over. I could feel it. I had no comprehension of what was taking place or how to deal with it and my lack of experience and knowledge meant that I was drowning.
I do not really remember anything pass that point. I have been told by witness accounts that I began talking. It was not my voice that was coming through. It was someone else. The torches had been put back on and I stood in front of Lee who was much taller than myself and I was standing tip-toe upright. Almost level to the Medium. My eyes were closed. I was almost spitting at him with venom and hatred and told him to get out of the building. To leave. Apparently I started talking about my brother (as Roger Wygston) and said some other things that I or anyone else who was there no longer recollects. The other guests thought I was going to attack them as my fists were clenched and I was very angry looking, ready to make a run for them. But instead of becoming violent I passed out and hit the stone floor plunging into the darkness. I was unconscious for over 15 minutes and the others in the room dragged me out into the small walkway by the cellar door. It was the strangest feeling as I could tell at that point I was being pulled along the floor. I could feel the change of the temperature and a cool breeze was brushing against my face but I could not open my eyes or move anything. It was almost like I was not quite in my body yet and it was the weirdest sensation. Someone tried to give me a drink of water but it just poured down my face and onto my top. It took a few minutes for me to completely come back and open my eyes again. I was scared. I thought I had a stroke and would be like this for the rest of my life until I started to get some feeling back once more and I was relieved like your wouldn't believe.
After that night I was in a state of confusion about what had happened. On the Monday I went back into the Spiritualist church in our development group. I asked for their help to make sense of it all. They did not help me. They told me that there is no such thing as negative energy. I walked back out and stopped developing for well over a year because of that. I was angry and needed support. It did feel like I had no one to turn to and I was just too inexperienced to understand.
I pulled down my shutters so to speak and stopped any kind of Mediumship. I was also frightened as something was beginning to happen at home. I felt like that negative energy had followed me and the odd sounds and noises became louder. Stronger. More aggressive. Unpleasant smells randomly appeared. We could hear footsteps walking around above. What was strange was that it sounded like boots on a wooden floor but we had only carpets. Doors slammed shut but there were no windows open. Bangs in the wall and once a black ball of (something) came out of the kitchen door, rounded the corner of the lounge and went under the television that we was watching at the time. It moved slowly and then disappeared through the door under the stairs. We turned to each other in shock afterwards with our mouths open in shock and both saw the same thing. We also both felt like someone was constantly standing over us when we were sitting down and my wife even heard someone breathing in her ear when she was on her laptop that scared her half to death. The worst part was my son. He was only 1 years old at the time and his cot was upstairs in the nursery and it was being pushed hard against the one wall. This would wake him up crying. He even pointed to the one corner of his room and said: "Man" and cried. It was so bad that I had to keep him downstairs with us and we slept in the lounge. This went on for two weeks and I was desperate. I had hardly any sleep. I was so tired and scared and so was my wife. Whatever that energy was, be it Roger Wygston or Demonic I was terrified that it was never going to go away. I researched everything and anything on the internet to see if that would help. I even looked in the Yellow Pages to see if there was a section on Exorcisms. I was lost and confused about what to do.
Two weeks in and things were getting no better. Actually it was far worse. I felt that pressure against my back again and I knew that if it came in again that could be very dangerous. I then decided one night, downstairs lying on the sofa with my wife and son asleep next to me that I was going to force it out. I had told my wife that we should give it no energy and ignore whatever was happening and that seemed to be working as that day had been quieter than usual. I lay in the semi darkness and felt that negative, vile energy approach me. I could smell it. Like bad eggs or rotten meat. When I was developing my Mediumship the Spiritualist church teach you to protect yourself. I used that principle and instead 'white lighted' that beast and tried to trap it and push it out. At first nothing happened. But I persisted. What strength I still had with being exhausted I used against it and it was working. I pushed and pushed. Forcing it out and then after over an hour it was outside again. I white lighted the house. It had worked. It was gone. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders and I fell fast asleep. The days and weeks after that felt like we had been reborn and my son ended up back in the nursery and everything was alright again.
That is when I learned that I was a Physical Medium. I researched as much as I could after that night and started to understand about the subject and everything made sense. It felt right with me. Years later I have a much better understanding of what I can do and how to treat both positive and negative Spirits. I guess I had to learn my lesson.
When I booked the 2 Haunted venue at Wygston's House for 2015 that old energy appeared again. The footsteps started walking in the house once more and a door slammed shut upstairs. I could feel it was back again but this time I was ready for him and forced him out much easier than before. He tried to escape upstairs where my son was sleeping but I am having none of it. Not again. In the years that we have been doing our investigations and venues every now and again something bad comes through. This strong, malicious energy claims that it was he whom had been following me all these years. It was him that made the table move aggressively at the Ancient Ram Inn. It was him that banged the table and moved it over a meter at Chilvers Coton. It was him that overshadowed me at Falstaff Museum and made me bang my fists on the large Séance table and it lifted off the floor and moved in my direction. It was him that came recently to one of our Séance Parties and made all our equipment go off the scale. Well if that is the case then in 2015 I am going back to Wygston's House to find out. Back into its own territory and I am ready for a fight. He made my life hell. Now its time to force him into the light once and for all and be done with it...
This I proceeded to do over the next couple of days and it was getting very angry with me. That is when strange things started happening around the house. My wife was completely unaware of this until afterwards. There were unexplained noises coming from upstairs and a bedroom door closed on its own but no windows were open. No one else was on the upper floor so that made no sense at all. Scratching could then be heard in the walls every now and again but this is a fairly new building so no mice that I am aware of. The feeling of 'not being alone' was felt by both myself and my wife. She did not know that I was tormenting this Spirit and would have been furious if she had found out. I was showing off. I was inexperienced and had no idea what I was doing. The Spiritualist church do not train on such things and probably would have kicked me out if they had realised I was being so irresponsible. I had much to learn.
By the time the day came for the ghost night at Wygston's House this aggressive energy was fuming and warning me off. I have never felt such anger before and I was beginning to realise that I had bitten off more than I could chew and was very worried about the night that was to come. I had a reason to be.
I hate driving into Leicester as its all one way streets and I am a bit of a nervous driver in new areas that I have never been to before. After parking in the city centre car park (slipping and falling over in the process when I stepped into a puddle with no grips on my shoes to the amusement of my work mates) we headed to the local pub almost opposite Wygston's House and had a drink. Now 2 Haunted have a very strict policy of no drinking before or during our events but this paranormal group seemed to not be bothered by it at all. Health and safety and all that. Anyway when it was time to start the nights ghost hunting we all meet outside the main door of the building. We was then welcomed inside where we met the group of investigators and their Medium Lee. They were very friendly and we sat in a circle of chairs in the base room and the night began. As I sat there I felt that hostile energy come forward again and it was almost like he was standing over me glaring down. He was not happy with me or the other people being there. He said his name was Roger Wygston and this was HIS house and we should all GET OUT. I said that we were going nowhere and ignored him. That feeling stayed with me all night and increased almost every minute of the investigation. It felt suffocating and oppressive and very uncomfortable.
Because I was with my workmates and they all knew that I was a developing Medium they kept asking questions about what was going on and can I get Spirit to do anything. Being reckless and still showing off I started pushing this energy again. The host paranormal group were working their way through the building. Room by room. There was the smell of perfume in the air that was supposed to be linked to a female prostitute called Mary (why is it always a Mary?) in Spirit that is well known to haunt the location. Then some strange noises on the front and rear staircases. A ball had been placed on one by the paranormal group and left it alone as a child in Spirit has been seen playing around this area and this was a trigger object experiment. This group had no night vision cameras though. Camcorders or locked-off so nothing was documented. However later in the night the ball was seen bouncing down the stairs. That of course is open to criticism and could have just been gravity and unstable flooring. Or maybe not.
Up until then it was fairly quiet though and I guess as the night unfolded I started to relax a little and get into the swing of things. It was then when we were in one of the upper meeting rooms I began to feel like something was pushing against my back. I did not understand what was going on. It felt like someone was trying to get inside of me. That sounds crazy and even to this day after being overshadowed four times it still seems insane. The Spiritualist church had not trained me about this and I was very much out of my depth in what I was doing. The sensation that this pushing against my back increased and I started to tingle all over. I kept quiet though. I did not mention anything and I did not want to sound stupid or that I was making it up.
It was only when I went down into the first cellar that it all started to kick off. Down in that small space we crammed in. Hardly any room to breath let alone move around and Lee was standing in the centre and we crowded around him. He was saying that he was being affected by a monk that travelled along a hidden secret passageway from some nearby church into this building. This carried on for a short time and as the conversation seemed to flow I felt that pushing again but much stronger. I was feeling dizzy and sick. As far as I was aware I had not eaten anything that would upset my stomach and I had not had a drink as I was driving. I was feeling claustrophobic and wanted to get out. It was then that Lee turned to me and said that the master of the house was back. Apparently Roger Wygston's spirit never makes an appearance but the other energies inhabiting the house like Mary the prostitute said that they were afraid of him and would flee when he was about. The Medium continued to say that the master was back and when one of the female investigators asked where he was Lee pointed directly at me. Now there was no way that they could have known that I was a developing Medium. No one in my group had mentioned it and up until then I hardly had said a word. That was strange, unnerving and made me feel very uncomfortable. Now all these years later the sceptic in me would have said it was a lucky guess on the Medium's part or auto suggestion. But at the time it was terrifying. I was scared and wanted to get out.
It was after being in that room we were ushered into the next cellar to continue the investigation. This was a larger space and a welcome relief from the other tiny room. I felt like I could breath again. Not long after being in there I started picking up that another Spirit was in that area. A foreign man that spoke no English. I could not understand a word he was saying and tried to ignore him. This is supposed to be the most active part of the building. Much poltergeist activity experienced throughout the years even though there were no cameras to back it up. Wygston's House is renowned in Leicester for being very haunted and I guess we experienced a part of that on the night.
Back to the investigation. There was a long bar area, lots of clutter and obviously used as a storage room by the council that own the building. Once everyone was positioned in the room and only the torches illuminating that space we were told about the activity experienced in this area. That feeling of oppression was back stronger than ever and this foreign male was close to me and trying to tell me something but I did not understand. It was then that the lights turned out completely and we were plunged into darkness. I had never done anything like this before. I was terrified and wanted to get out. I was scared. This male was right next to me as I was standing alongside part of the bar and the other more aggressive energy was on my back again and it was taking everything I had to push him back. I am not sure what happened next and only really have witness accounts from the people in the room.
I vaguely recall that something right next to me in the darkness made a loud BANG and I jumped. Maybe it was a mixture of fear and psychosis that I reacted so aggressively. A sceptic would say that the terror of the night caused the response from myself but I know in my heart that it was not play acted or an unstable mental state. I violently smashed my fists down on the bar, again and again and screamed: "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE...". I was shaking. I did not understand what the hell had just happened and was disorientated and confused. A torch went back on and the nearest female investigator of the group asked what had just happened? I told her and was obviously in shock but she told me to carry on if I was getting an experience. I now realise all these years later that had been a bad idea and I should have been taken out of the room instead. But the lights went out once more and they continued calling out and asking for a paranormal reaction. Something was thrown in the darkness and the guests yelled out in surprise. A few loud bangs and the sound of something large being pushed against the stone floor. Now I cannot say this was down to Spirit. It was pitch black and anything genuine or faked could have happened. I will stay away from that and only talk about what I was feeling.
The pushing was back, pressing hard against me and I was shaking again in the dark. I could hear the foreign man speaking quickly in desperation to me and he would not be quiet and his voice was everywhere inside my head. I wanted to lash out. I felt angry and something was beginning to take over. I could feel it. I had no comprehension of what was taking place or how to deal with it and my lack of experience and knowledge meant that I was drowning.
I do not really remember anything pass that point. I have been told by witness accounts that I began talking. It was not my voice that was coming through. It was someone else. The torches had been put back on and I stood in front of Lee who was much taller than myself and I was standing tip-toe upright. Almost level to the Medium. My eyes were closed. I was almost spitting at him with venom and hatred and told him to get out of the building. To leave. Apparently I started talking about my brother (as Roger Wygston) and said some other things that I or anyone else who was there no longer recollects. The other guests thought I was going to attack them as my fists were clenched and I was very angry looking, ready to make a run for them. But instead of becoming violent I passed out and hit the stone floor plunging into the darkness. I was unconscious for over 15 minutes and the others in the room dragged me out into the small walkway by the cellar door. It was the strangest feeling as I could tell at that point I was being pulled along the floor. I could feel the change of the temperature and a cool breeze was brushing against my face but I could not open my eyes or move anything. It was almost like I was not quite in my body yet and it was the weirdest sensation. Someone tried to give me a drink of water but it just poured down my face and onto my top. It took a few minutes for me to completely come back and open my eyes again. I was scared. I thought I had a stroke and would be like this for the rest of my life until I started to get some feeling back once more and I was relieved like your wouldn't believe.
After that night I was in a state of confusion about what had happened. On the Monday I went back into the Spiritualist church in our development group. I asked for their help to make sense of it all. They did not help me. They told me that there is no such thing as negative energy. I walked back out and stopped developing for well over a year because of that. I was angry and needed support. It did feel like I had no one to turn to and I was just too inexperienced to understand.
I pulled down my shutters so to speak and stopped any kind of Mediumship. I was also frightened as something was beginning to happen at home. I felt like that negative energy had followed me and the odd sounds and noises became louder. Stronger. More aggressive. Unpleasant smells randomly appeared. We could hear footsteps walking around above. What was strange was that it sounded like boots on a wooden floor but we had only carpets. Doors slammed shut but there were no windows open. Bangs in the wall and once a black ball of (something) came out of the kitchen door, rounded the corner of the lounge and went under the television that we was watching at the time. It moved slowly and then disappeared through the door under the stairs. We turned to each other in shock afterwards with our mouths open in shock and both saw the same thing. We also both felt like someone was constantly standing over us when we were sitting down and my wife even heard someone breathing in her ear when she was on her laptop that scared her half to death. The worst part was my son. He was only 1 years old at the time and his cot was upstairs in the nursery and it was being pushed hard against the one wall. This would wake him up crying. He even pointed to the one corner of his room and said: "Man" and cried. It was so bad that I had to keep him downstairs with us and we slept in the lounge. This went on for two weeks and I was desperate. I had hardly any sleep. I was so tired and scared and so was my wife. Whatever that energy was, be it Roger Wygston or Demonic I was terrified that it was never going to go away. I researched everything and anything on the internet to see if that would help. I even looked in the Yellow Pages to see if there was a section on Exorcisms. I was lost and confused about what to do.
Two weeks in and things were getting no better. Actually it was far worse. I felt that pressure against my back again and I knew that if it came in again that could be very dangerous. I then decided one night, downstairs lying on the sofa with my wife and son asleep next to me that I was going to force it out. I had told my wife that we should give it no energy and ignore whatever was happening and that seemed to be working as that day had been quieter than usual. I lay in the semi darkness and felt that negative, vile energy approach me. I could smell it. Like bad eggs or rotten meat. When I was developing my Mediumship the Spiritualist church teach you to protect yourself. I used that principle and instead 'white lighted' that beast and tried to trap it and push it out. At first nothing happened. But I persisted. What strength I still had with being exhausted I used against it and it was working. I pushed and pushed. Forcing it out and then after over an hour it was outside again. I white lighted the house. It had worked. It was gone. It felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders and I fell fast asleep. The days and weeks after that felt like we had been reborn and my son ended up back in the nursery and everything was alright again.
That is when I learned that I was a Physical Medium. I researched as much as I could after that night and started to understand about the subject and everything made sense. It felt right with me. Years later I have a much better understanding of what I can do and how to treat both positive and negative Spirits. I guess I had to learn my lesson.
When I booked the 2 Haunted venue at Wygston's House for 2015 that old energy appeared again. The footsteps started walking in the house once more and a door slammed shut upstairs. I could feel it was back again but this time I was ready for him and forced him out much easier than before. He tried to escape upstairs where my son was sleeping but I am having none of it. Not again. In the years that we have been doing our investigations and venues every now and again something bad comes through. This strong, malicious energy claims that it was he whom had been following me all these years. It was him that made the table move aggressively at the Ancient Ram Inn. It was him that banged the table and moved it over a meter at Chilvers Coton. It was him that overshadowed me at Falstaff Museum and made me bang my fists on the large Séance table and it lifted off the floor and moved in my direction. It was him that came recently to one of our Séance Parties and made all our equipment go off the scale. Well if that is the case then in 2015 I am going back to Wygston's House to find out. Back into its own territory and I am ready for a fight. He made my life hell. Now its time to force him into the light once and for all and be done with it...
That may have been a long read, but in short, the run up to this venue has been nothing short of interesting.
With what happened at Dudley Castle last weekend, we don't know what to expect tonight, and many are anxious.
Don't get me wrong, we're not worried, as we are professional and know each other well, after all. We'll of course handle any situation immediately, but it doesn't mean we aren't taking precautions.
Aside from Marc's overshadowing on Saturday, the run up in the past few weeks, at venues with Roger Wygston seemingly coming through at unrelated venues to give a warning, as well as many guests having similar if not the same dreams, something is definitely occuring regarding tonight's investigation.
Stay tuned for commentary and information throughout the night. Feel free to discuss anything below, ask any questions, let us know anything you feel or see (we know we have many sensitive followers) and just keep in touch tonight!
I will be posting guest comments, photos and a running of what is happening as it happens, so those of you who couldn't make it don't feel left out!