(Note: Last names, specific location, and personal details that were not absolutely necessary have been withheld at the request of the experiencers. They have been noted and verified by myself. Being that this investigation was handled remotely, I cannot verify the events, and was forced to use my own judgements to gauge the honesty of the experiencers. In the end, I felt as though something was happening to them, and what follows is a generalized summary of those events and my involvement in them. Further details, as well as the over forty pages of notes I took on the case, can be made available to professional researchers under stipulations.)
After moving to Austin, I was unemployed for a month or so. My morning routine began to take shape and eventually included coffee, breakfast tacos, and browsing the abnormal portions of reddit. I had been considering putting together the podcast, finally, and was combing material for something to kickstart me. A light piece of weird news, an entry level report of something I could quickly dissect. Something either easily debunkable, or entirely awe inspiring. On the morning of September 15th, among the various orb photos and nonsense, I found this post, by /u/GraveyardGoonz on the "ghosts" subreddit:
My girlfriend and I live in a graveyard and have for three years now. Last night we had the first strange thing ever happen here. It was 11:30 and she woke me up asking, "Did you hear that?!" I didn't know what she was referring to. She said she heard what sounded like chains downstairs and something hitting our bedroom door(we sleep with the bedroom door open). Thinking she was dreaming I got up and did a quick perimeter check around the house to ease her concerns. When I went to walk out of our bedroom she swore she saw something run past me and down the stairs(directly in front of our door). Again, I'm thinking she's still half asleep and continue my house check. Didn't see or hear anything. Trying to get back to sleep asap I tell her it's all good, and we cuddle back down. As soon as we close our eyes a very audible metal thud slams against our open bedroom door. We both shot up, and look at each other with 100% validation on what she just described. I'm laughing because we live alone with no cats or dogs. No open windows. Nothing at all that would have made that noise, but I'm still trying to explain it away while laughing at how insane that sounded. We turn on the lights, and look on the floor for whatever hit the door. Tiny screws that were on the balcony ledge outside of our room are now in our room and on the floor. I stand outside and throw them from where they were placed on the balcony. It hits our door with the identical sound and lands exactly where we found them on the floor. It took me a good hour and a half to fall back asleep. A couple house noises, but nothing that noticeable. Finally we wake up this morning and nervously laugh about whatever the hell that was. We're both sitting at our desk in the bedroom talking about the high strangeness a few minutes after starting our work for the day. Then the same noise happens again on our open bedroom door less than 4 feet from where my desk sits. Why would things start happening now? We decided to follow this thread looking for answers. Side note-we did buy a use lamp shade from Goodwill this week, but that's the only new item in the house.
Like any other post that grabs my attention, I shot off a quick response:
Is your name Steve?
I recently met someone else who had this exact scenario play out to them (minus the sighting of the "something running past"). To be clear, the screws were OUTSIDE, on a ledge (? What kind of ledge? Outside the bedroom, but inside the house?), then apported INTO the bedroom (through the door?), seemingly with force? Then, in daylight it happens again?
Were the screws warm? Did you notice any smells?
I was attempting to get a baseline and wrap my head around the layout of the hall/room/office. If the screws had apported into the room, they may have been warm, as is common in many reports dealing with objects suddenly appearing. Often sudden objects are also accompanied by smells (sulfer, lilac, maybe something familiar to the experiencer).
Elsewhere in the thread, another user asked what the OP meant when they said they "live in a graveyard", to which OP answered:
So I live on a street that has a 1800's Graveyard directly across from my house. It's basically our house, driveway and then graveyard. We have a Youtube channel where we prank call people weekly as the "Graveyard Goonz". I don't have a specific picture, but we have hundreds of videos on that channel with our yard in it.
Following up later they also posted these pictures, to clarify:
The mention of running not only a youtube channel, but also one based on making prank calls made me suspicious, as this implies that these are people who, in their free time, enjoy pulling one over on people. However, these things can happen to anyone. Maybe it was bullshit, maybe it wasn't. What else was I doing anyway? I decided to continue to follow up, once the OP replied to my questions with the following;
So that's super freaking weird and last night it got stranger. My name isn't Steve but everything else you said happened exactly. No smell that we noticed and the screws weren't warm. Nothing else happened after posting this until last night at 11pm when we laid down. We had just put our head on the pillow and WHAM!! A much louder noise this time. I shot out of bed and rushed to see if it was another screw. I left only one on the ledge to temp whatever was happening to do it again. The screw was in the same spot I left it, and this time it was a stone!! A stone that 100% wasn't in my house ever. This thing looks like it was painted black(or burned) and it used to be red. It hit the bedroom door frame this time. It even had white marks on it from the impact (we just repainted over the door frames.) I'll post a pic tomorrow.
Rocks being thrown is a common occurrence in poltergeist reports, and if that was the case, to help cement that lead I asked if they had any stress in their lives at the moment. After watching one of their streams later (where I first learned their names, RJ and Danielle) I learned that the bedroom door had been open and the screws were being thrown from the hall, against the door, and into the room.
Last night we got two more!! The first stone in the pic is from the night before. You can see where it hit our freshly painted door frame. The second one was the weirdest thing to happen yet. It talked back to me with this thing. Right before turning our light off to go to bed last night I said. "We mean you no harm. We love you. We respect you. We just want a solid night's sleep. Thank you." I hit the light directly after saying this. The middle rock ricochets off the wall, hurled past me and landed on the floor. It was the most forceful one yet. We were fucking terrified after that. Light's went back on for a good twenty minutes. We decided to close the door for the night. Something we haven't done since we had roommates here. Just to test and see if we'd hear something hitting the door instead of physically coming into our room. We reluctantly turned the lights back off after psyching ourselves up to do so for a few minutes. As soon as our heads hit in the pillow, this third rock came flying from what seemed like the ceiling and landed in the same place they've been landing on the floor. Side note, they are building a new house on land that has never been occupied right next door. Not sure if that has something to do with any of this. My girlfriend and I have been through one of the most successful/stressful years of recent. We started a new business that took off and we weren't prepared for the amount of work it was going to be on top of our other business. A side hustle turned into a lifestyle, and it's definitely been an immense amount of pressure for us to both keep up with. The last week has actually been the least stressful we've had all year. We made a pack that we weren't going to let stress control our situation anymore and we are only focusing on gratitude from here out. After implementing this new mindset for two days, this all started happening?! Again, we've lived here for 3 years and nothing until this week.
Upgrading from screws to rocks, it definitely seemed as though it was demanding attention, and since the screws weren't doing the trick, well, next up. The curious aspect though is that OP states that these were rocks were not from inside his house. To me, at least two of them look like river rocks, and given that bodies of water, especially moving water, are often amplifiers of paranormal occurrences, I now began to draw up a list of questions, based partially on things I had asked other folks while researching, things that fit the bill of what seemed to be happening, and things that may find an explanation from a more mundane source.
I noted to OP that, while annoying and frightening, it was good that this was displaying common signs, as it will help us find a solution quicker. Also, I noted that it was interesting that it began once the two of them decided to destress their lives, almost as though it was saying "don't do that, feed me!" I relayed the experience Elizabeth and I had regarding "me" being "bored" a few years back and then asked if they've had their soil/water/air tested at all.
Yeah we've laughed, relaxed and thoroughly enjoyed life a lot more the last 3-5 days. We've never had anything tested. We are tenants and up until now have never had a reason to look into anything. Also, not sure if I mentioned we've branded the hell out of the graveyard. We made a Youtube Channel called Graveyard Goonz three years ago. Every Wednesday we Live Prank Call people with occult themed topics. It's corky and extremely silly, but an insane amount of stress to prepare for every week. Last night we did an entire episode on ghosts and hauntings to tell our audience what's been going down. Even though we've always been into spooky stuff, having something actually happen is super freaking unsettling and nothing really prepares you for those late night chills down your back. Hearing rocks ricochet off your bedroom walls after talking to what you think is some form of spirit is fucking terrifying. We filmed a two minute reaction video after it happened. I'm going to start documenting whatever takes place. Considering hooking up the 360 camera tonight, but with it being pitch black and only being able to record 3-4 hours I'm not sure what use it would be.
The next day he followed up:
Last night we left a night light(can't stand sleeping with any light) and a 360 camera plugged in the wall with a 400g SDCard. NOTHING!! Not a peep, not a thud, and definitely no rocks or pebbles. We swore not to discuss the camera before we got home last night. WE swore not to react to it anymore either. However the camera has a green blinking light on it, and I definitely fumbled with the charger for quite sometime while spilling a diffuser all over the plug. It was a mess, and if something saw me they could probably see I was doing something weird haha it was a damn Three Stooges Sketch. Anywho, for the first time in four nights absolutely nothing happened. Also someone asked if any graves in the graveyard have any stones or pebbles on them. I'll check this weekend. There are hundreds of graves out there.
Side note, they also relayed a story regarding an acid trip from a few years back in the cemetery. I believe drugs can be useful in paranormal (and many other) situations, but I also know that not every trip is a genuine experience, so for both the sake of brevity and investigative integrity, I will not include it here, though I do have a record of it. I do not think the two events are connected.
Privately, I sent the seemingly ever-growing questionnaire, and we began discussing the situation in more detail.
Thanks so much for reaching out with these questions. I'm going to think on these for the day and get back to you tomorrow. There's definitely some that stand out to us. Also, last night I did the night light and 360 camera thing again. Nothing happened we know of but I woke up in the middle of the night to pee and the camera had shut off. I thought the SDcard was full, got up this morning and it was only halfway full. It was 100% charging so there's no reason that thing should've died. I'm a videographer and this thing is glued to my hip. May be coincidence. Maybe something happened and that's what compelled me to wake up. Like a noise I don't remember or something. Or maybe I just had to piss and the 360 wasn't full plugged in. That last part is highly unlikely though. Talk to you tomorrow.
We spoke back and forth about the event. and the following day, the activity became more targeted.
In a response to another poster in the original thread, OP answered:
Honestly, we are done communicating with this thing. The one time I talked openly and positively to it, it hurled a pebble at me with the most force it's used so far. This 360 is one of the most reliable smaller cameras I've ever had. In fact yesterday we went on a hike for over an hour without it even being plugged in, and it gave us no issues. Whatever it is, it feels like it's pranking us. We have an occult themed prank call show called, "Calls from the Grave". I feel like this thing is trying to be ironic and turn the joke back on us. Tonight, we're going to sleep with no camera and no night light for the first time since Wednesday night and see what happens. I know it wouldn't make for a great story, but I'm completely cool with this being the end of this saga if possible.
and then:
Holy shit!! About 5 minutes after typing this, we got another rock delivered out of thin fucking air!!! My girl was texting one of her girlfriends typing, "I'm hoping this ghost thing is over with". I was uploading a Youtube prank video(titled "Ghetto Ghost Girlfriend"). We hear a loud thud behind us, and this is what landed on the ground. During broad daylight, no camera running, and the first thing since Wednesday night!! We are beside ourselves right now.
They also included the following pictures:
In a text conversation, he then explained that there had been three rocks thrown that day, doubling their count of the week, two of which seemed to be directly attacking the couple. One, a "kiwi sized" rock after RJ had declared loudly "You are not welcome here!", the other being the smaller rock that hit Danielle in the back after she had finished saging the house. He attached a photo of the three rocks thrown, with a lighter for scale:
I strongly suspected it was poltergeist activity, due to the stress of the last year. I asked if either of them had any strong psychic traits, even anything as much as surprisingly good intuition, and Danielle strongly agreed that she did. Being that she was a stressed younger woman with at least a passing flair for psychic ability, and the close proximity to such a high energy location for the last three years, my theory was that if it was a poltergeist, it was coming from her. Despite being a few years older than the average, she closely fit the profile. However, in working this investigation I read "On the Track of the Poltergeist" by the great researcher D. Scott Rogo who puts forth examples of poltergeist cases wherein groups of people seemed to be the "agent" generating the poltergeist. After getting to know the two of them a little better, and through a good amount of their answers to the questions I constantly bombarded them with, I began to suspect that this may be the case here.
I strongly encouraged them to take precautions. Get out of the house for a week. Go camping. Get a motel. Get the house blessed. Do not communicate with or acknowledge the entity. To go and relax. Whatever needed to be done to calm the situation.
Worryingly though, they chose not to leave, as they had work to finish and they'd be going on vacation shortly anyway. From a financial point of view, I understood, but if I were getting rocks thrown at me (mind, she is the only one that has been hit by one at this point, and commonly people hit by projectiles in poltergeist situations tend to be unharmed), my safety would be a concern.
Not being able to be on the ground there I found myself feeling a little useless in helping their situation. I recommended that if they had to stay, to project positivity as much as possible. Get the house blessed. Sage the absolute shit out of the house, a few times a day. If I was wrong about the poltergeist, then I wanted to have them taking precautions. By RJ's account, the rock hit Danielle AFTER she finished saging. It could be retaliation, or antagonization, or entirely random. At this point, I felt as though any gesture at all could lead to a reaction, but plain and simple; positivity over negativity.
RJ kept attempting to film, but for whatever reason, whenever he filmed activity would stop entirely.
On September 20th (the day that the "kiwi sized" rock was thrown toward RJ), the couple filmed a walk through of the house with a friend, attempting to use a filter on Tik Tok that uses facial recognition to see if they would catch anything. By no means a professional investigative technique, or even accurate to an actually useful degree, I still found it interesting. In the video I noticed a number of odd glitches in the camera being used for the walk through. Seemingly random blurring over peoples faces, or various objects. Tik Tok catches various non-human faces (including a Chewbacca doll, various posters, and a skateboard) and applies the filter, however at one point it applies the filter to the bannister, where the screws were originally thrown from, and also directly outside their bedroom door. The filter, which adds a sort of gradient ripple to the object it "sees", does not apply in the shape of a human, but rather in large splotches on and around the bannister. As RJ moves the camera around the hall it repeatedly identifies the bannister and applies the filter. Here are screenshots from the walkthrough video showing moments where the bannister was highlighted:
Also of note in this video, around this same time, a shadow, which both Danielle and RJ have reported seeing fleetingly at this point, can be seen quickly moving in the bathroom at the end of the hall, seemingly sliding downward and disappearing:
Over the course of our many conversations, RJ would remember various things that had happened to them, and I began to pin down a timeline. The current wave, it seemed, was not out of nowhere.
Since moving in three years back, RJ had dealt with regular brown outs and appliance malfunctions. I assumed this was wiring, and asked RJ to confirm with the landlord whether or not the previous tenant had had any issues with it. They had not, though RJ did admit to having many, many things regularly plugged in at once, constantly. Also of note, it appears as though MOP (or "Missing Object Phenomenon") had been regularly present for years. RJ chalked this up to the fact that they are busy people and probably misplace things, however he also said that due to their busy lifestyle "this leads to many things going missing, then being right were we thought they were." If it weren't for that last line, I'd have agreed with him.
For me the timeline becomes especially interesting in the spring of 2020, and is, in my opinion when this wave actually began. According to the couple, this is also when their home business began to pick up speed and their stress began to rise exponentially.
In the spring of 2020 they had multiple appliances fail. A freezer, a garbage disposal, and an air conditioner, all within a couple weeks of each other. In this same time period, a bedroom shelf collapsed on them in the middle of the night.
Shortly thereafter a single knock was heard on their kitchen window (as they were working on their side business). Immediately investigating, RJ found nothing that would have caused it. A week later it happened again and RJ was able to immediately look through the window. Again, nothing was discovered.
Relative quiet for a few weeks (nothing notable, anyway) and then on September 6th, both of their cars died in their driveway. For the record, this sort of mischievous activity with machinery and electronics, in conjunction with the knocking and rock throwing, screams poltergeist. Upon laying out the timeline, I no longer had doubts.
From here, I will recount RJ's timeline, as he wrote it to me, to prevent any misinterpretation:
Monday September 14th: Danielle woke me up at 11pm asking, “Did you hear that?!” She was frantic and I thought still half dreaming. She said it sounded like there were chains in the living room and she heard a metal thud against the door. Thinking she was still asleep and doing “the man thing” I checked around the parameter of the house. When I got to walk outside of my room she says, “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!”. Looking at her confused she says, “It looked like something just ran by you and down the stairs?!”. (She told me it was a shadow when we got back into bed.) I saw nothing so I just kept walking. Checked the whole house. Nothing odd, and I’m tired so I lay back down. She was even more confused that I found nothing. This isn’t like her. As soon as we lay our heads back on the pillow we hear a, “PING!” super audibly and unmistakable. I shoot up out of bed and run for the lights. The only thing on the ground is a screw. A tiny light socket sized screw on the floor of our room, right in the walkway I had just stepped over when checking the house. We were both super freaked out because whatever that sound was, it was thrown with force. Some “Thing” would’ve had to have launched it. Being two people who love the paranormal, occult and overall strange we felt much different about it when we were experiencing it. I go back out to the hallway and find a bunch of screws out on the banister. I throw one from the banister at our door and it makes the identical sound and lands in the same spot on the carpet of our room. We both look at each other mouth agape. We then take all screws but one(it’s still in the same spot I left it as I write this) and we place them in a safe to hold the placement of the one screw more accountable. It took a good 20-40 minutes to go back to bed. When I did I had the first dream of my dad speaking to me from the beyond since he passed in 2016. Every other dream I’ve had with him in it up until that point he was still alive and nothing was off. In this dream, he was very much gone, no longer in pain and telling me beautiful things about how proud he was of all his kids, how bad he fucked up [redacted sentences for the sake of privacy]. He even told me he thought the prank call show was hilarious and he wished he was still alive to watch it regularly. It was such a strange dream because it felt so fucking real. Like he wasn’t just a dream figure. However, it wasn’t a lucid dream so who knows really. I woke up the next day and swore it had to have been Dad playing a prank on me the night before.
Tuesday September 15th: Other than the reddit post and talking to each other, we thought nothing of the matter. That night we go to bed around 11:30pm and as soon as our heads hit the pillow we hear a loud, “THUD!” Both of us shoot out of bed and run out into the hallway looking for a moved screw(even though it sounded nothing like that.) We look down on the hallway floor right under the banister ledge where the screw is and there’s a river rock?! “Where the fuck did this come from?! Did you bring this in the house?” “Why would I bring a random river rock in the house?” We were so freaking confused. This is an area our attention was highly aware of the last 24 hours because both of us were looking to see if the screw moved whenever we’d use the bathroom(the ledge is right next to it) and here’s this rock right in the way of getting to the bathroom. You’d either have to step over it or on it. We were a little more freaked out, but still looking for some sort of explanation. We both collect crystals and geodes. Maybe we accidentally snagged a river rock, forgot about it and it’s been in the middle of a floor that we’ve stepped and vacuumed a thousand times? We really couldn’t make any sense of it, but it wasn’t THAT BAD.
Wednesday September 16th: At this point there’s no two ways about it, we are freaked out! Talking about it on Reddit that day and we even did a “Ghost” themed show on our Prank Call Show that night. Our show is called, “Calls from the Grave” so we thought it was an amazing branding move haha. We talked at length about what had been going on, showed the rock and even talked to the “ghost” a couple times on the show. When we went to bed that night I said(speaking from our room and looking out the door facing the hallway) “We love you, we mean you no harm…we just want a solid night of rest. Please!” I then go and unplug our Christmas Lights that illuminate our room at night when we watch TV. As soon as I pull the light a loud ricochet sound hits the wall(or door?) and a river rock ands right next to me. I fumbled for the light switch and look at Danielle FREAKED THE FUCK OUT!! This thing just communicated with me! I record our reaction and tell the story on my phone. It was too much. It was too vivid and unmistakably talking to me at that point. It took us 20 minutes to get in bed after that. As soon as our head hit the pillow, he hear a ricochet in our room. Against the wall behind the door and another river rock lands where the Christmas lights plug in! We turn the light back on just completely fucking dumbfounded. I’m not even sure we said much, just looked at each other like, WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. HAPPENING. IN. OUR. HOUSE?!
Thursday September 17th: We are completely done taking chances at this point. It’s obviously wanting our attention and getting worse by the night. At this point I’m asking her if she wants to sleep with a nightlight. We had just gotten out this “Pizza on a paper plate” nightlight out of storage a month or so back. She wanted to sleep with it before but I like total darkness. As I am typing this we haven’t gone a night without that nightlight since Thursday September 17th. I grab my 360 camera and plug it in for the night as well. For the first night in four…nothing at all happens.
Friday September 18th: This night we do the nightlight/360 thing again. This night we hear or see nothing but I did nothing the camera just stopped 25minutes into recording. It had a full charge when I woke up and over 100gigs of SDCard space left on it. There’s no reason this thing should’ve stopped. I use it almost on the daily, never had that happen if it’s plugged in.
Saturday September 19th: As I had mentioned before Danielle and I are super into strange/paranormal stuff. Always have been since we met three years ago. We try to go hiking every Saturday and if we can find a haunted area to go in we do that. Even though that’s the last thing we should’ve done we are working on a project that needs us to go to haunted places to film. So we find this place in Salisbury, MD called Pokomoke Forest. Apparently there’s a legend about a Sea Captain who murdered his family in cold blood and you can hear the wife and baby screaming in the woods at night. This isn’t what drew us though. Apparently a little while back there was a ghost tour going on in the woods at night(one that still takes place today) and the tour lady heard rustling in a bush with her tour followers behind her. It freaked her out because there was nothing in the bush and her tour followers were a little freaked out. Then all of a sudden rocks and pebbles starting falling from the trees and hitting the tour peeps. They ran out of the wood with rocks being pelted at them the entire way out. It’s right on a haunted river called Pokomoke River(this is supposedly where the Sea Captain murdered his wife). So our thought is RIVER ROCKS?! So we go looking for answers and testing out some new camera gear. Nothing at all happened. The 360 did shut off a couple hours after going to sleep though. Again, fully charged and plenty of space on the SDcard.
(LS Note: This is a news story regarding the forest, to give context. Note the rock throwing.)
Sunday September 20th: I get up and immediately start telling Reddit about the non-action that’s happened since I turned the camera on. I even wrote something along the line, “I know it’s not great for story purposes but this may be the end of this saga”. My girl is texting her girlfriend and telling her the same. That’s when out of fucking nowhere behind us we hear a ricochet hit between the door and wall with the Christmas light plug in a land. Again, jaws on the floor looking at each other. I grab it and it’s the biggest river rock yet. Looks like a long black kidney bean. We couldn’t believe it just happened in broad day light!! So I did was [redacted for my own privacy] told me, and that was tell it that it’s not welcomed here. I did this with anger, fear and force. Very loudly I stood up, looked into the hallway and said, “YOU ARE NOT WELCOMED IN THIS HOUSE!!!” Danielle was freaked out by how much emphasis I put into this. I spoke with my entire being. I then sat down in my desk chair, turned around to face my computer again and “WHAM!!!”. A kiwi sized river rock smacked my desk chair armrest(inch or two from my resting hand) with the most force of anything so far. Imagine a grown adult standing 2 feet away from you overhanding a kiwi sized river rock with all their might in your direction. We both looked down and saw how big this rock was and we shot up out of our desk chairs FREAKED THE FUCK OUT!!! This was broad daylight, people!! No 360 running and it felt like this thing knew that! We immediately left our room and considered leaving the house right there. However Danielle goes, “I’m grabbing the sage!”. I’m pacing at this point. Texting all my friends and family looking for answers(they first thought D and I had lost our shit btw). She finishes sageing the house with our room last. As she’s finishing up a rock hits her in the back!! It was a little river rock and it wasn’t with much force, but this time it came from the opposite side of our room. She was facing the door looking down at the sage while she put it out and it hits her in the back. Something either threw it from her desk chair area or from the door like it’s always thrown stuff but ricocheted off of the wall behind her hitting her in the back. We paced around our house for hours calling and texting anyone we knew for help. We grabbed some coffee and walked around the graveyard looking for answers with the 360 on again. No graves really stood out. There are some rocks out there but no river rocks like these. It’s one thing to hear stories about ghost moving stuff in a house. It’s another thing entirely to experience an entity materializing river rocks out of thin air(that 100% were not in your home) and hurling them at you in broad day light. We filmed the rest of the day. That night we considered not sleeping here but tried it anyway. It was the first night the 360 stayed on all night.
Monday September 21st: I’m talking to my box turtle while he eats his worms(good boy!) in our room. His little house is in our closet which is between my desk and the area we plug the Christmas lights in. I see a blacker than black shadow glide by my open bedroom door out of my peripherals. I swore it had to be Danielle so I call out for her. She was downstairs in the kitchen. No clue what that was that glided by the door but it felt like it wanted to be seen. We had been filming downstairs most of the day but were about to take a walk and I had just turned it off. It wouldn’t have done me any good upstairs in my room thought. Again, camera records all night no problem.
Tuesday September 22nd: No activity, camera records all night no problem. We’ve had sage blasting around the whole house every day since Sunday, and filmed most of the day as well.
Wednesday September 23rd: We film most of the day again. More sage. Decide to do a light hearted episode about crystals on our show and for the most part don’t talk about our situation on air(for the most part, I definitely hinted at it a few times). Again, camera records all night. I thought I heard something outside of our room but when checking for rocks Thursday morning I found nothing.
Thursday September 24th: No activity. Camera records all night again. Nothing to really mention other than it was the first day we forgot to light sage. We weren’t home most of the day.
On October 1st, RJ reported to me that the mixer they use regularly for their show had been disconnected entirely. Note the six day stretch here. A couple of days later, RJ reported that on October 4th; Danielle and I had a hella stressful day of business and we had two pebbles thrown in the hallway. The next day we had a third pebble thrown in the staircase area.
Nine days later, on October 12th, RJ checked in again noting that they had slept without the camera running for the first time in a month. He states "other than a couple things being unplugged" nothing else was happening, though he was developing a habit of waking up 2 - 3 times a night without noticeable provocation. The waking up could be paranoia. stress. General anxiety. It had been a long month or two. However, as someone who shares a similar pattern (in fact, we learned that RJ and I share a number of patterns), I can't entirely discount the waking up as something mundane, unless you count human survival instinct as mundane. The unplugging of appliances however seemed to be a new hobby of the poltergeist. Thankfully, a less violent hobby.
Thirteen days later, on October 25, RJ sent a few pictures, along with the following message:
...It's been almost two weeks of nothing whatsoever. Last night I went into our guest room that we almost never go into. I found this thread wrapped around a lamp wire which was clearly cut into by something. Not sure if this thread somehow cut into this cable (no clue how that would even happen). Or if somehow something wrapped thread around exposed wire for some reason? It was odd how perfectly the thread was odd how perfectly the thread was touching the exposed wire in the grooves. It could have wrapped around any other part of the cable and it was almost melted in there and super difficult to remove.
Other than that and a few thuds downstairs at night, it's been radio silence.
He included these photos:
I explained to RJ, and I am sure it already crossed his mind, that regardless of what caused the thread and wire to occur, it was a fire hazard. It could have been thread caught while vacuuming and slowly cut into the wire. It could have been anything, but it was dangerous. I advised him to keep a close eye on anything he could to prevent that. Unfortunately, this is a moment when a field investigation would be extremely helpful. The detail work.
As of this writing, the activity has continued. At one point RJ notes that it occasionally sounds like someone steps on the attic hatch door just outside of their bedroom (which coincidentally has been happening in my own life as well). I have recommended they reach out to local investigators, as I'm not sure what else I could offer from such a distance.
Based purely on the (admittedly anecdotal) evidence, and comparing it to other well-researched cases by more seasoned professionals and institutions over the last handful of decades, I am as convinced as I can be from a distance that this is a genuine poltergeist case, emanating from the two of them and caused by the encompassing wave of stress the last eight months or so in their lives.
They have still not gone on vacation.
Note: Though they operate many side business', this is not a professional endorsement of them. However, for allowing me to take over their privacy for the last two months, I feel as though it would be a courtesy to post their various links here. The couple did "pay" me for my services with products from one of their business and I can attest that they did gain a customer from it.
