I had been there twice before, once when I was writing Virginia's Haunted Historic Triangle: Williamsburg, Yorktown, Jamestown, and Other Haunted Locations, and New Year’s Eve 2011 for a paranormal investigation then. Nothing happened to me during the interview, but during the investigation, plenty, including a photo of a ghost dog (maybe two—you decided, since I can not be honest in saying I see two, just the one on the left).
Now for this past Friday's investigation:
(Glow or mist on the right side of the dining room
photo, not there in others of the room.)
Though it was to be in the 20s later that night, Bill remained in the car to read his new science fiction novel. Two other and I made one team and began on the third floor since that was where I started on New Year’s Eve 2011. Earlier, before the rest arrived and even after, my EMF meter would flash a second light and even a third light in the hallway and in the kitchen especially. I checked to see if not due to an electrical interference, but except for the fire detector, nothing else set it off. Plus the lights did not go on in the same spot the second or third time I tried.
The third floor got two names we could hear from the ghost box (at this time, need to download and listen to all the recording to see what else was said, but not loud enough and due to static could not be heard). At one point, I asked for a tap on the walls to let us know they were with us. A rap resounded on the wall behind me and one of the other two investigators with me heard it too, same time as me.
Others wanted to try the third floor so we left the area and clattered downstairs to the second floor where four bedrooms awaited. We got an angry man in Victoria’s room, who wanted the “investigators to get out!” I asked, “You do not want us here? Why?” He answered, “I hate it! Yes.” In Lizzie Rowland’s room, he told us to “Go home.” At one point, in Victoria’s room, an overwhelming sadness overcame me and I began to cry. This was because I asked if he had died in the house (suspecting he was the man who committed suicide (along with a woman earlier-his wife). I called on the little girl spirit who had talked to us too and even giggled, to make me happy. She said, “Yes,” and I was able t stop the crying.
When we went to Lizzie’s room, one partner joined others in another room across the hall, while the remaining one and I joined this woman who had filmed a video of glowing orbs flying through the room. While spirits talked to me through my ghost box, she caught the curtains at the window behind me flapping, as if someone was playing with them. They thought it was Lizzie, but one male entity said the woman spirit was not on the second floor, but elsewhere in the house. I believed it to be the little girl.
(Glowing mist between bed's head and dresser.)
The last session of the ghost box and an EVP session happened in the parlor downstairs. We got the little girl ghost and another. They said ten ghosts were inside the house that night. The little girl said, “Three,” but I asked her did she mean how the ghosts were in the house as a male spirit had said ten, or her age, when she passed away was three? I will have to listen to the recording then to see if she said anything.
(Photos of the area with a shadow before and
several afterward without any shadow. The ghosts
through the ghost box said six were with us--is this
all of my ghost box said six were with us--is this all
of them and why there might have been so much
(Freaky. I swear I see something of a skull
looking in through the window when I
enlarged the photo closer.)
(Photo darker in the hallway, not in others I
shot of it from Lizzie's room.)
(I did not see any shadow of half ring there
with my own eyes, as evident in the
photo to left)
(Even though flash went off, this room remained dark. They
say darkness like this is considered due to spirits.)
(Doorway from Parlor to Hallway Went Dark Even With Flash.)
My husband and I were on our way home by 1:30 a.m. on Saturday, December 20th.
Rest of the photos-outside Between 1-1:30 a.m. All mist you will see, I held my breath so not to jar the photograph taken. Yeah, something odd I do.
(Orb in Pool and Mist above the bathing house.)
(What is the ghostly mist trying to do here?)
(Another person and I were taking photos of one field and I turned around
and took this one. It seemed as if they were close to me.)
(Mist, plus going close to one window, I suspect a face?)
(Looks like mist becoming a figure?)
(More mist caught.)
(Orbs in the photo above and the one beneath.)
(No light lit from the ground in real time, yet this thin line
of light from ground to second-floor window is there in the
photo. I never saw any light. By this time all the lights in the
parking lot were off and very dark. Had to get Bill to come
from the car with a flashlight to guide my way to the car.)