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The Paranormals
Part 1: The Yates Ruins
By: Daniel Cumerlato

While we own our feelings, at times external influences can affect the way we act in specific situations. This was evident on our last investigation at the Yates mansion ruins in Tillsenville. Rumored to be haunted by less-than inviting ghosts, we were summoned by the owners of a beautiful new home only twenty feet from the ruins. According to the owners, this home has all the baggage that comes with a dark location in the middle of the forest.

"We would hear muffled voices outside our bedroom window, as if there was somebody calling with a low voice from the dark forest. Last night they woke me up as usual. I turned over to make sure my wife was ok. She was awake and looking out the window, the same window as the night before and the one before that. She turned and looked at me as if my stare had tapped her shoulder. 'Bill, I heard voices', she told me. The fear in her voice only confirmed my own."

He continued...

"Most of the time we would go through the house looking for burglars, and in finding none we'd go back to bed. Most nights the voices would go away after the first disturbance, lasting about one or two minutes. The voices continued to talk for about an hour last night, plenty long enough for me to get a tape recorder setup. Most of the words can be heard if I turn the volume right up."

Bill put the recorder on the table and pressed play. I heard static for a second before the clear and easy to understand voice began.

"I'm here Jonathon. It's dark. I'm waiting for you. Please come out and meet me before Papa comes back. I'm so scared."

The voice faded out on "scared". It sounded like a woman, kind of husky and very low making it difficult to say for sure, but I assumed Jonathon was a man. I was proven with Jonathon's prompt answer, "I'm here Darla. I'm waiting for you in the darkness hanging from my rope. Can you hear me? I can hear you, but I don't think you hear me. Why don't you answer me?" A male voice, this scenario was obvious.

Bill pressed stop. "It's the same words over and over again throughout the night."

I reached out and shook Bill's hand. "Sir, I believe you! We'll take the case"

And that's how it began. One chance call from Bill Taimar, a person who knew a person who knew a person that knew me. Then the appointment is made. Throw in a tape with ghostly voices, or pictures, or feelings, and a will for the paranormal and we have a case.

The case of the Yates family mansion in Tillsenville was our first case as a family. It was a fake, but sentimental all the same. How did we figure it to be a fake? Good question. Mr. Taimar created the tape using a couple of his friends in an attempt to break into the paranormal field with a bang. He talk with us on how to create the best website for his ghostly experiences related to the paranormal. Then he started telling me about all the different experiences that would come up during a regular day. After the tenth story from one day last week I stopped him and started asking the important questions that would decipher his treachery.

"You said you were scared of the ghosts. What kind of feeling comes over you when the spirits are speaking?"

"A scared one."

"Where were you and your wife when the ghost started spe ...", I jumped to the right and grabbed his wife. She struggled until I placed the sharp end of my divining rod against her throat.

"TELL ME THE TRUTH! DID YOU FAKE THESE GHOST VOICES?"

Mr. Taimar couldn't speak through the frozen look of shock on his face. I repeated the question in a more clear and concise manner to help it sink in.

He started talking, telling me how he wanted the best EVP (electronic voice phenomenon, or ghost voice) known to man. He pictured the life that my family and I must live, being head of the best paranormal website in the world (ParanormalLife.com). He was green with envy, wanted my life and wanted it fast. "I'm so sorry about deceiving you." The tears started to flow down his cheeks.

"Stop crying. I wasn't going to hurt your beautiful wife. It was only a method to get to the truth. I hope you have learned your lesson Mr. Bill."

"I <sob> have <sob>. I'm very sorry." Wiping the tears on his sleeve.

"How did you know?"

"All you wannabes make the same first two crucial mistakes, you all go too far with your fakes, and you choose to mess with a Paranormal."

Coming Soon: Part 2 of the Paranormals...

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