@surreality said in RL Anger:
@Auspice said in RL Anger:
but then I remember the one time a prof out of Indiana U called us to investigate a thing and it was.......... well let's just say it has been plot fodder for years.
...share this story? Please? All curious now.
I'll share it sort of in brief because when I try to share the whole story it gets... rambly because I'll begin remembering other parts in fits and starts.
I joined an established group where the members were across Cincinnati and Dayton (mostly Dayton, so I had a bit of a haul when I'd do stuff with them since I was in Cincinnati). A lot of what we did early on was just plan weekend events going out to 'known' haunted sites to see what we could find, if anything. Lot of disproving at first. Basically spending all night out around this haunted bridge or that haunted burned down spot and coming back with nada and the people running the group would post up out findings and go 'nope. nothing here.' Which was part of why I dug it. There wasn't that level of 'THESE DUST MOTES ARE TOTALLY...'
But then this prof calls us and says he had a family reach out to him, begging him for help with their son. Reports of all this 'activity' around him. Well, the prof had found out about us (these people lived on the Indiana/Ohio border) and asked if we could go check it out.
It was a long drive into the middle of nowhere. Their place is miles from anyone else, double-wide trailer on a large plot of land, backing up to a tree covered hill (fuck that hill... it still shows up in nightmares...). Redneck family. Nice enough family, but just sort of what you'd expect in hill country. The four of us who went introduce ourselves, interview the family. This kid is... 10, 11 and he's being tormented by something and it's started to affect the family too (father, mother, sister). We check out the house and... parents seem like maybe they do some drugs but not enough to see any signs that are worrying. The house is clean. The kids are clean, well-fed, well-clothed. Everyone just seems ... worried. Anxious.
But this kid was troubled. And not like, kid-gone-bad type troubled. Like something was affecting him sort of troubled. And overall it was just feeling... off. This wasn't feeling like a haunting deal.
The guy who ran the group decides he wants to check out the woods behind the house. And I'd just had increasingly bad feelings about them. I'm not a 'scared of the woods' type, either. I love the woods. I love hiking, camping, trails...
This is where my memory gets fuzzy. I don't have clear memories of what happened when I tried walking up that hill. The fourth person stayed at the house. Our leader was totally fine on the hill. The other woman who tried walking up with me barely got a handful of feet in before she felt it, too, and had to flee. I got nauseated. Dizzy. The trees just sort of... moved, blended together. It was ... sometimes I think I saw things through them. I don't know. It might have been that it was late by then and I was dizzy. It might also be because of the recurring dreams I've had every so often since. I just know that it was a struggle leaving and it felt wrong. I've never had a place feel as wrong as that hill did.
We interviewed the family again at length and that's when it came out that the phenomena around the kid would stop happening there and pick up at his grandmother's whenever he'd go to visit her. That was the ah-ha moment. It was tied to him. We sort of came through that and what all else we put together that this was not a haunting or 'spirit' in the sense of what we dealt with and we felt it more fell in the realm of, well, the church. We ended up passing it back to the prof and recommended he speak to the church to have them step in and handle the rest.
...and well, see, even wanting to 'nutshell' it I still rambled. I can't help it. It's sort of scarred itself into me. And I know a lot of it is just like, 'Auspice, dude, that's totally just a plot scene come on' but it wasn't. And before that I was totally a skeptic who had just watched so much Ghosthunters shit that I wanted to run around cool abandoned places and record things and be that person disproving everything. But after that night I wanna be a legendtripper and disprove more so I can find the things that are real. ...even if I end up with a few more mental scars.