Something is Very Haunted in New England & Northern Appalachians | True Ghost Stories (x328)

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Appalachian rules, cuz we're in Vermont.

Baby rule number one, mind your business.

This is not the road we had taken to Bangor, Maine. Five minutes later, we see what appears to be the exact same woman. And this time, she turns her head and smiles at us. But her eyes are sunken in and her hair is black and matted. What the [ __ ]

We themed this based on a place. It's New England.

[music and singing]

Very spooky.

Hi.

Hey everyone. Welcome to Two Girls One Ghost.

Two Girls One Ghost.

We are your ghostesses. That is Corinne.

She's trying to get comfortable.

I'm Sabrina. And if you're watching the

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video, beside us, between us, is our beloved member of the Two Girls One Ghost universe, Sven.

[laughter]

If not the most important member of this podcast.

This might be Sven. We don't know. Like Sven could be possessing this skeleton.

This is your vessel if you want it to be.

You can We I destroy it.

I play with this knob like every single recording.

That's what she said.

[laughter]

Yuck.

Yucky, yucky. Um okay, we actually teased this episode a month or two ago.

Two encounters ago?

Yeah. But we themed this based on a place near and dear, very near, literally near and dear to our hearts. Because we live here.

atom distance away.

Like we are existing within it. It's New England.

It's my house. No, it's it's

[laughter]

literally We have enough stories from just this house to fill an episode.

Yeah, we do.

But

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Yeah, we were like, let's get encounters from the New England area and my goodness do we have so many and you teased. You have to go first. You have to do the one first.

No, I'm saving it for Patreon.

Oh.

Well, for anyone who didn't listen to two encounters ago. There was a story sent in from our listener Liv and they knew I was from Vermont but didn't know what town I was from and they're like, "Oh my gosh, I just moved to Vermont recently too." and we moved to this town, my hometown and I worked at this grocery store and here my hauntings from the grocery store, my grocery store growing up. So I freaked the [ __ ] out. I called my mom. She was talking to her friend. I had everyone like three-way call. I'm talking about all the stories that she experienced and we're all freaking out that our local grocery store that we have been to a countless times is haunted.

Okay, so now we all have to wait.

Yeah, sorry. I even I have to wait and I'm sad about it.

It's not even at the end. It's just

on Patreon.

If you're on Patreon, you get to immediately go click

on Patreon and listen to this.

and hit play.

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Okay, well then I guess I'll go first.

first.

elementals

Okay, which one do I want to do first? Do you want demon sleep paralysis or elementals? Ooh, let's start with elementals.

Okay.

I feel like that's less visited.

Okay, this is from our listener Natalie and yeah, it's called Haunted New dot dot dot elementals. Hello Corrine, Sabrina and Leia. I've been listening to your podcast for several months. Oh, this was sent back in 2019

by the way, too. Oh wow.

It helps me get through my long drives on the California freeways while I drive my daughter back and forth to gymnastics training six days a week.

Jesus, are we going to see her in the Olympics?

Yeah.

Baby.

That's a lot of practice.

That's how my sister was with figure skating.

I just listened to your episode on Haunted Disneyland and boy could I add to your episode because well, I worked the night shift there for seven years and I was what Disney would consider a 911 operator. There are so many more hauntings and all of the Make-A-Wish kids that sadly pass away in hotels or

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there's also countless deaths by suicide at the hotels, but I'll save those for another email.

Oh my gosh, this is so sad.

Disney cuz it's yeah.

Yeah, but yeah, no, please please send those if you haven't already.

Yeah. But today I have a story that is kind of long, but I promise it's worth it and it's creepy. So a few years ago my husband and I took our three kids to Maine to visit my parents for a few days after Christmas. Now we live in Southern California, so this was quite a journey and also quite a shock to us with the weather. We flew into the Boston whoa.

We flew into the Boston.

Into the Boston. Doesn't say that at all.

That's very California. The the 405

Doesn't it does not say that at all in the email. We flew into Boston, which is my favorite city, but it was also cheaper than flying into Bar Harbor and I also wanted to force my husband to see Boston. So we spent the night and then started out to Maine the next morning.

It's a long drive to Bar Harbor.

I'd never been to my father's house since we had lost touch for quite a few years and had just reconnected maybe 5

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years prior to this trip. So I punched in the address to the iPhone and it gave us the route. I called my dad to verify that the route was correct and that it was also the best way and he said, "Yep, that's right." So we start driving, everything's good other than being in a car with three children. We get about 45 minutes away and all of a sudden we find ourselves on this desolate road. And we notice there are no other cars on this road. And it's starting to ice over because apparently it's not traveled much, so it's not usually plowed.

Mhm.

Unfortunately, we have no other choice but to continue forward and take it slow. Not only that, but there was absolutely no cell signal. So we couldn't even tell my dad that we were running late. The thing is our GPS on our phone never rerouted like it usually would if it takes you you're the wrong route. It just kept going. But never showed us that it was rerouting, which was weird. And this has never ever happened since. Like they went they took the wrong road. But it didn't

Yeah.

course correct. So we finally get to my dad's and tell him we got stuck on the

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some side road, but we didn't know the area well, so we couldn't tell him what road we were on. He didn't know what it was. Fast forward to later that week. So because it's winter in New England, we had been stuck in the house, and so my husband and I decided to take the kids on a day trip to Bangor, Maine to do a little bit of sightseeing and of course have lobster.

And see Stephen King's house.

Mhm, of course. My dad lives in Harrington, Maine, so we mapped it out on the iPhone and had no issues getting there, had a great time. When we decided to return to my dad's, I put his address into the GPS, confirmed the route, and it was the same route we took to Bangor, Maine, which was all highways, main roads. It literally showed the exact route we had come is the exact route we were going back. So I called my dad and let him know we were on our way back and headed off. We drove, we talked, enjoyed the New England scenery, talked about what we were going to do for the rest of the trip, and I was keeping an eye on the directions while my husband drove. I'd give him updates on where to turn, how far until the next turn, you know. But then time goes by.

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It's getting dark. And now we notice we're the only vehicle on the road. And have been for some time. I'm like "Have you seen another car lately?" And my husband goes, "Actually, no. I haven't seen another car or another person." And then we both realize we don't have cell signal.

Ah, spooky.

He asks if we're going the right way, and I tell him that the directions never rerouted us, that it says we're going to my dad's. But as we keep driving this road keeps getting more and more desolate and creepy. This is not the road we had taken to Bangor, Maine. The trees were growing over the road forming this canopy, and all of a sudden fog began rolling in.

Oh, so Stephen King.

There was no other light aside from our headlights and it was a very, very spooky combination. My husband, who is a complete skeptic in the paranormal, says, "Babe, I have this feeling that someone or something is watching us."

[laughter]

"If I see anything, I am not going to stop." Which obviously everyone in the

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car hears that and freaks out. Right. I look to the GPS and screenshot the area for future reference so that we can show my dad where we were when we get a cell signal. The road was Route 182, otherwise known as Blackwood Road, and we were near an area called Fox Pond. So, we're all freaked the F out. We're driving and all of a sudden, keep in mind we're on a desolate road, have not seen any other cars or any other people in miles when we see a woman walking in a long coat along the side of the road. My husband says, "Fuck that." and keeps driving. We see a few scattered houses around, so we're thinking, "Whatever." But maybe 5 minutes later, we see what appears to be the exact same woman. 5 minutes later. Much further down the road.

In the fog, too. So creepy.

And this time she turns her head and smiles at us, but her eyes are sunken in and her mouth is big and creepy and her hair is black and

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matted.

What the [ __ ] Why did my mind immediately go to mermaid?

[laughter]

Cuz you like Maine, coastal town.

Yeah.

No. Terrifying.

My husband and I looked at each other and we both could tell we could see the same thing and we were horrified. Thankfully, the kids didn't see it and my husband goes, "Hey kids, why don't you go to sleep?"

[laughter]

Really quick, let's play a game. How quickly can everyone close their eyes?

Eventually, we get off that road and get back to my dad's who was worried sick about us because he couldn't get in touch with us and we were supposed to be back way sooner than we'd actually to back. We told him what had happened and he looked like he had seen a ghost. This guy has seen some [ __ ] He was special ops in the military in Vietnam and worked for our government out of Langley, wink wink. So, for him to look concerned was scary. We get everyone inside, we warm up, we tell him our story and he tells me that the road we were on is known to be haunted and locals avoid it.

Well, that's why there were no cars. He said he's not surprised

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don't want to be on the road.

What is this woman? Who is she?

Right.

He said he's not surprised our GPS malfunctioned like that because GPS devices have been known to send people onto that road if you aren't aware of the area. Meaning the ghosts, not the GPS.

me? So, you have to consciously like know where you're going and where to avoid it.

Yeah. My dad was just so happy we were all safe. But so now, for the legend. This haunting goes way back. There are supposed to be elementals haunting these woods and they've been here for millennia. There's a professor from, I don't know how to pronounce this, Machias University, who took some students into the woods to investigate and they apparently had some really interesting things happen and you can look up the story. But they concluded the woods were haunted by an elemental force, which is what I think messed with our GPS twice and what we felt was haunting us or watching us. Then the other haunting is the haunting at Catherine's Hill. The story goes, and there are several versions, but I'll just share this one, that in the 1920s during prohibition when wealthy people would travel down

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east for drinking parties, they would go to a nearby lodge. And apparently there was a young girl named Catherine who was riding in a car with a male companion. They were coming around the road near Fox Pond when the man lost control of the car and crashed into the water. Unfortunately, Catherine was beheaded.

Oh my god, that's crazy.

And apparently there is still a Model T at the bottom of Fox Pond to this day. So, the legend is, and this part freaked me out, is that anyone seeing the spirit of Catherine must stop and offer her ride. And then the legend says, "Woe to those who don't, for the phantom will curse them, and soon afterward they will die." So, as you can see, I'm still alive, and as is everyone else in my car, and it's been 4 years. But, was that Catherine? I don't know. It was for sure creepy, and I definitely would classify it as paranormal. There's apparently a book written about the area since it's all haunted, and it's called Darkwood Chills Waters by

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Marcus Lebreche. Thanks for reading my story. I have sent a few other stories, but yeah, hopefully you enjoy this one. It's super scary. Kiss Leia for me. See you on the other side. Natalie. I mean, I know that I'm just thinking of Stephen King because it's in the general region of Bangor, but this did remind me a little bit of um wasn't it a Stephen King book that like in the tall grass or what what was that one where it's like they disappear into the corn? 19 You were writing a bunch of them.

[laughter]

Where it's like they go into the corn. And then they people keep coming, but there's like time glitches. I wasn't thinking of Children of the Corn. Maybe it's not a Stephen King. I mean, Stephen King has written how many books? So, I'm Yeah, I know. There's so many. They're on like a road trip, basically. I don't know if they're on a road trip, but like they pass there's like a building across the street, and I think they like might stop at it to like try to pee or something. And then they hear something in the corn, and they go into the corn, and then they get lost in the corn. That sounds like most Stephen

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King books. Like they start with like a family on a road trip, they stop, and then a horrible happens. They can't get out of the corn, and there's like time warps, and they're like meeting themselves, but also meeting other people who have come to look for them. If it doesn't exist, then you need to make it happen because No, it exists. I've literally like I even Oh, it's in the tall grass. No. It's based on Stephen King. Okay, there you go. It's a movie from 2019. Okay. Based on what book? Let's see. Oh, right. It's the same name.

Yeah, [laughter] it's based on In the Tall Grass.

Which was a

not read that one.

novella that he wrote with his son.

Mhm. Love it.

Anyway, it reminded me of that.

Took [laughter] a minute to get there.

for us to get there.

But yeah, I mean all of New England does remind me of Stephen King because one, Stephen King took a lot of inspiration from New England,

which is where he lives.

And it's haunted AF. I do feel like when you think about Appalachia, like it's a very specific genre of hauntings, right? It's like creepy like ancient watching

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you wood spirits.

Right.

Or like nature spirits.

otherworldly.

Cryptids and stuff. But like when you think of New England, it is weird.

It's almost like psychological horror.

Yeah. Yeah. Where like you don't know what your reality is. It's less of like

And so many legends.

Yes. And I feel like there's a lot of like time warps and like you become an unreliable narrator or like the people around. It is very mentally tricky.

Yeah.

Which might just be a nod to

My favorite type of horror.

seasonal depression as well.

My favorite type of horror.

[laughter]

Okay, we themed this New England and I took that as Vermont. So all of my stories take place in Vermont.

They're all Vermont? [laughter] I think I picked one in Vermont, too, cuz I was like

For sure and I'll pick a Vermont one.

At first I was like New Hampshire or Maine and then I was like no, just Vermont.

Yeah. Just Vermont for now.

Okay, I don't include I don't consider New Jersey in New England.

What? Because it's not?

Okay, I just want to make sure.

It is literally not.

Okay. I I agree, but I feel like some

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people are like oh, you're from New England. I'm like no, I'm not.

She's from the northeast.

Yeah. Yeah.

Connecticut is another story.

No, I don't think Connecticut's part of New England, either.

It's technically part of New England, but

Some people in Connecticut don't view it as either and like it has a weird repu- It's New England does include.

Okay.

Like if we go by technicality, it includes Connecticut.

go by technicality. I go by feeling.

The feelings of Connecticut, not truly part of New England. Belongs

Okay, the one part of Connecticut that I do view as part of New England is the Conjuring house. Or is that Rhode Island?

That's Rhode Island.

Okay, so like the the little town next to where like the where we stayed at the chicken farm?

Yeah.

I've used that as

So like the border, the northern border of Connecticut can can be

We go by our rules. Anyway, moving on. Vermont.

Vermont.

Which we know for a fact is in New England.

Okay, I just found all my neighbors basically just to talk about. Hi Kristin

tuberculosis preventorium in VT

and Sabrina. Fun fact, I actually grew up in the same town as Kristin.

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[laughter]

But we didn't know each other. She was a couple years older than me. Oh, I was?

Oh, but did she know you?

I remember her face and name when I discovered the podcast a couple years ago.

Ooh. Anyway, I wanted to share a creepy experience with you that took place at my mom's family's house in Essex, Vermont, which is the town next to where me and Kristin grew up, which is Williston, Vermont.

Love it.

My mom's parents owned this big house in Essex. In the early 1900s, it was a I don't even know what this means. A preventorium?

I don't

Maybe it's like a prevention sanatorium or something because she writes, "This is where people with tuberculosis could send their children to prevent their kids from getting sick."

Oh, interesting. Never heard that.

Yeah, me neither.

That Wait, that means that place like has so much like energy, right?

How sad, yeah.

Many kids who went there were very sick when they arrived and some ended up dying there from their ailments and from poor health. It closed down in the early '20s. A

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couple bought it and then 30 years or so later, my grandparents bought it from them.

Perfect.

It's where my mom and her 11 siblings grew up.

That's insane.

Holy [ __ ] My mom had always told me creepy stories about flickering lights, hearing faint sounds of children crying that was not from any of her siblings.

So sad. Oh, cuz that would be hard to differentiate if you have 11 siblings, yeah.

And random cold spots throughout the house and on the outside porches, even in the summer. The porches are where they would have the kids sleep in the winter for cool fresh air. How?

That mean it got too hot in the house? But also you would die. How do you live through a Vermont winter sleeping outside?

I thought it was a porch. Like a

finished Like I imagine it's like a sunroom type of situation, porch, but I don't know.

I've seen my

say my my apartment in Boston is so hot and like I have no control over the temperature. Like that I just have radiators. My room is so hot that I have

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slept with my window open the entire winter.

Wild. Okay.

And I'm I run very cold. Like you know.

you do.

For me to sleep with my window open in winter

That's how hot it is.

Dang.

Yeah.

At the time people believed that being outside had a healing benefit for tuberculosis. All of her stories led me to be very creeped out by the house. [laughter] And in my lifetime, my grandparents didn't live there, but they did sell the house and my grandfather's business was attached to the house to one of my mom's older brothers who then raised his family there and they still live there today.

I was going to say when I heard sold the house, I was so sad cuz I was like, "Oh, I wish it we could know more about it." But they still own it. They're still in the family.

I have a very vivid memory from when I was eight of calling my uncle and asking him to buy Girl Scout cookies and since he's a salesman by trade, he told me that I had to come sell them to him in person.

[laughter]

So my mom drove the 15 minutes to his house, made me knock on the door and give him a sales pitch.

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I love that.

The house had seen some better days. It was old. Nothing had been updated since my grandparents had moved in the 50s and I also remember it being super dark. Like how in some movies and shows, no matter how bright you make your screen, you still can't really see what's going on? Is that an HBO problem or is that just

No, that's a TV problem.

Is it?

Like I feel like a lot of TV shows are just filmed much darker nowadays.

Yeah, I feel like a lot of HBO shows, like the

It's like the moody, I can't see anything.

Yeah. But it was like that in real life. No matter how many lights were on, it was still dark. At this point, I didn't know much of the history of the house, but I remember it always gave me the creeps. My mom and my aunt had gone off to talk in the kitchen, and I managed to sell my uncle some cookies in the living room.

They're like, "We'll leave you to this."

[laughter]

Do your sales, [ __ ]

He left me alone to go get some money, and I remember a rush of cold air passing by me, and then all of the sudden getting the feeling that someone was watching me.

They wanted cookies, too.

Right? Don't forget me. I want my Oh,

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they all changed their names, so I don't even know the names of them anymore.

I turned around assuming it was my mom, and no one was in the room with me. I distinctly remember all of the little hairs on my arms standing up, and my shoulders tensing up to my ears. It all of the sudden felt like all of the eyes in the family photos on the walls were now staring at me. The temperature dropped to below freezing. I feel like I remember seeing my breath when I breathed out, like you do when it's cold out, but maybe I just had an overactive imagination. I remember calling for my mom, but it felt like my voice couldn't project, and it just kind of came out as a little whisper.

Mhm.

And it felt like time had slowed down. And then all of the sudden, my uncle walked back in, and everything went back to normal. After that, I remember only

were like, "Finally, he's gone." I want the lemon. I want the caramel with the chocolate. It's kind of like when like kids like behave the second like an adult comes in.

Yeah, they like stop hitting you.

After that, I remember only going to go see my uncle at work. I would make sure my mom would bring me when she knew that he was at the shop working, because I

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didn't ever want to have to go to his house again.

Aw.

As I got older, my mom told me more stories from things that she remembered from growing up there, things that were very similar to what I experienced. And it solidified that I wasn't crazy, and I did experience exactly what had happened.

Mhm.

I still shiver anytime I drive by this house. Also, after that encounter, I started dreaming about my mom's oldest brother who died when I was four.

Oh.

The dreams were so vivid that I believed that they were actually memories. But when I would ask my mom about it when I got older, she told me that those things had never happened. For example, one was my uncle driving up to my childhood home, and we had a sliding glass door that faced the driveway, so I remember standing there, pressing my face against the glass, and him getting out of the driver's side door and making faces at me before coming into the house. I thought that this was something that had actually happened for years, until I was 17. We were going through my grandparents' house because both of them had passed away at this point, and I brought up this memory to my mom. She

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said my uncle had never been to our house when I was alive, and he definitely could not have driven himself because he was legally blind for the last 5 years of his life, so he wasn't able to drive himself anywhere. After the years passed and more of the family passed away, I would have extremely vivid dreams about them, as well.

Wait, they're all coming to visit you.

Crazy dreams about my grandma and my uncles and my cousins that have all passed that all feel like memories, but have never actually happened.

I would argue they are memories cuz they have actually happened. They're just happening in the

in

the dream

dream astral whatever world.

paranormal realm.

The dreams have slowed down since I've gotten older, but I still remember them all. So, yeah, that's my creepy experience with my mom's childhood home and former preventorium. I'm struggling with that word. Stay spooky, Kristen.

Kristen, that's amazing.

Mhm.

I love this story and this house.

I know. It's also I mean, I guess it's

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like a private residence cuz I was like, "How did I not hear of this?" But it's It's a private residence. It's not like it's like some restaurant or something where you're like, "Oh, here's the like interesting lore. Should we go get pizza there?"

Right.

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Let's talk about our bras and underwear. If we were to strip down right now, what are we wearing, Corinne?

Well, I'm certainly wearing SKIMS, always.

SKIMS has kind

of changed my pregnancy, I'll be honest. [laughter] I was not expecting this to happen, but I just feel like I keep having to order more and more clothes, cuz I keep outgrowing literally everything. And as soon as we started wearing SKIMS, I was like, "Oh my god, it's stretching with me every part of the way." I've also I like normally wear my underwear lower, but with pregnancy, I like want it on top of my belly. And it is so stretchy that like I can pull it up pretty significantly far, and it doesn't fold down.

It's sorcery. Like what is this magic?

We love witchcraft, and we love SKIMS. They go hand in hand.

the same thing, I think.

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demonic wine delivery

I have I think this is my Vermont one. Let's see. I don't know. It's New England. So, like me do, it's got demons.

From our listener Hunter, and it is called Demonic Wine Delivery.

Ooh.

Yeah, I thought like this was a fun fun little spin. Story that we don't really get to hear. Greetings, ghostesses. My name is Hunter, and I was at your October Arts to the Armory show and meet and greet in Massachusetts with my girlfriend Kenzie for our 2-year anniversary. I have a few personal stories, so does my girlfriend, but something happened very recently involving my parents, and Kenzie and I were like, "We have to email the girls about it." I hope you enjoy. For context, my mom is a witchy woman, very in tune with the spiritual

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realm, and a firm believer in the afterlife, and is just generally very open to that world. She's also very religious, and this is a woman who knows things before you utter a word to anyone. She's found out about pregnancy announcements in her dreams before anyone was ever told. She is the real deal. And my dad is a believer because of what he's seen from my mom. He doesn't have the gifts that she does, but he's seen her gifts in action. Okay, so my dad does wine deliveries for a company that goes through all of New England. He uses a van, he does pickups, drop-offs, and then he'll usually bring my mom along for company when she has nothing to do. No, this is not allowed, but it's our secret.

[laughter]

So before his shift on a Monday morning, he and my mom went to a morning mass for the grandkids, my niece and nephew, as they were part of the mass. He was holding my other youngest baby niece, and she was conked out asleep. When he went up for the blessing, he was holding my baby niece. The priest gave her a blessing, and then turned to my dad and said, "You look like you need this." And

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proceeded to bless him.

Excuse me?

This is not a priest any of us have ever met before. My dad did not hear him say that to anyone else, but he just chalked it up to something harmless. After mass, it was time for my dad's shift. He has a very set schedule, and Alyssa places that he never deviates from unless someone quits or something unforeseen happens. For no known reason, he was told he had to have one extra stop to an area that is not known to be very safe. He figured, it's one extra stop, that means extra money, let's do it, no worries. It was his first stop. And this was a Monday, and Mondays are for pickups. And as context, his boss orders the cases, and my dad goes to pick them up, and then brings them back to the warehouse to be delivered later in the week. So for the places he's familiar with, it's so easy, they have a process, they have it ready for him, very smooth. This first place though, was not like that. My mom and dad arrive in the van to this new place and for 10 minutes they search for where they're supposed to be picking it up.

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Finally, after 10 minutes, someone from inside opens the door and signals to my dad to come on over to drive his car to the front entrance. So, he backs his van up to the entrance and already this worker's giving my dad some attitude. Telling him he needs to park better and park closer and just being annoying. Something to know is that my dad is a little hot-headed. So, this was a match made in hell. He already hates this guy. So, my dad gives a look to my mom, basically saying, "This is going to get ugly, I can tell." He goes into the building to see tall stacks of cases on top of pallets, but they're not supposed to be on pallets. My dad picks up however many individual cases, loads them into the van so he can make a proper space for them in the back. He's a big guy, so this is not a problem for him, but this worker's giving him lip, sounding entitled, being like, "You don't even have a hand truck? How unprofessional."

Like, what? Unnecessary.

Yeah.

Why is that your business?

So, that set my dad off and he unleashed. Now they're going back and forth about how, "No, you're wrong. No,

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you're wrong." Blah, blah, blah. Naturally, my dad was correct. Plus, my dad was supposed to pick up 20 cases and this guy only had 18. So, my dad was like, "You're trying to rip us off." Anyway, they get in a fight. So, now the wine is packaged incorrectly, less than ordered. They're going back and forth. Worse and it's getting worse and worse between the two of them. And my dad said that it felt like they genuinely wanted to kill each other, but didn't know why. That is how bad the tension between them was getting. And it was just the two of them in the building while my mom was waiting in the car. Now, ordinarily, someone in her position would have no idea what's going on inside. But my mom is not ordinary. So, when she gets these like hits, she'll make notes for herself on her phone. So, like if she wakes up in the middle of the night, she'll document dreams and try to make sense of them in the morning. So, she's sitting in the van when all of a sudden she gets a a feeling. So, she pulls up her notes and writes down what she's getting. But this time she only writes emojis. These are the emojis. Smiley face with the glasses, the like person talking, then like a little like semi-angry face,

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the next one's that same angry face but now red, then that same angry face but with like the cursing over its mouth, and then the last one is a demon. This is a very random assortment of emojis, right? Well, the nerdy one was accurate in the way that this guy had glasses and spoke like an entitled [ __ ] The second one represents the back and forth yapping between my dad and this guy. Three, and four, and five, of course, represent the angry yelling and swearing that these two were going back and forth with. Keep in mind, my mom is inside the van. She does not know what's happening inside the building with my dad.

Oh.

Yeah. But the last one is the craziest. Why would she put the devil? What did she know? What did she feel? So now, back inside the building, my mom is totally unaware of what's happening. The back and forth continues between my dad and the other guy, and something horrified my dad. I will reiterate, my dad is a big guy, very strong, hot-headed, not afraid of confrontation. He will defend himself and his family very happily and never

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back down. But something in this interaction scared him. The arguing stopped, and now they're staring at each other, staring each other down. My dad is taller. He's looking down to this guy, very close in proximity. But then, my dad backs up a couple feet, scared. Because the man before him, his eyes slowly glazed over and were now appearing black.

Holy [ __ ]

Staring back at my dad. So now, the final emoji makes itself known. Was there something demonic possessing that man? But here's the thing, this is not the end of the story. As my dad is seeing the black eyes of this other man staring back at him, out of nowhere, from that flat pillar of wine cases, one of the wine cases literally flies off of the pallet and shatters across the floor.

This is also so scary because I feel like in warehouses there are so few people working

Mhm.

that something could go horribly wrong.

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Right. My dad looks over to the loud breaking, looks back at the guy. His eyes are now normal and he's smiling as if friendly, as if the whole confrontation that they just had never happened. And all of a sudden this guy is like cracking jokes with my dad and being friendly. Once my dad leaves, he picks up what he needs and he immediately goes to talk to my mom frantically saying, "You are not going to believe this." But she cuts him off. I already know. I have it written down here. And shows him the emojis. We all to this day are like, "What did that priest know? Was he blessing my father to keep him safe from this eventual demonic force he met?" And how does my mom know everything? I'll also add a short story from my mom that she told us after from when she was in high school. She was over at this girl's house for the first time ever. Parents weren't home, but the younger brother was. For whatever reason, this girl was arguing with my mom and being rude when eventually she left the room. So now my mom is just making conversation with the younger brother, but for some reason she leaves the room to go find the girl. But she wishes she didn't.

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Cuz when she finds her, this girl is in another room holding some type of book with a knife in hand and her eyes appeared black.

What in the world?

backed off to go tell the brother and said, "Listen, I'm not staying here. You should call your parents to come home and when they do I will leave." She did that, walked a few miles to another friend's house and has not told anyone until now. Anyway, those are my stories. Stay spooky, Hunter.

Oh, what the heck? That is so scary. It also just feels like maybe like the guy at the warehouse wasn't possessed, but like some dark energy cuz it almost seems like the dark energy took over both Hunter's dad and the guy. Like they both were so angry with each other without even like really knowing why.

And then for the guy to like kind of just flip a switch and then suddenly be like, "Ta-da!"

Like that's the creepiest part. But then it's also like did something positive intervene to break the wine?

Mhm.

shatter the possession?

Yeah, the like trance that they were both in. And over couple cases of wine. And like the truck being different from

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what the guy expected.

But then the priest saying it seems like you need this.

That's a good priest. That's a good priest.

did know this priest so that they could go back and ask him be like, "Hey, what did you mean when you said that to me?" What did you see?

[sighs]

Damn.

Crazy. Why do I feel like your mom has experienced a lot of like demonic things?

That's the thing. There's a lot of black eyes in this story.

Yeah, I don't like that. Which reminds me, um, what costume was it? Oh, it was for when I did Salad Fingers. I got those like white contact lenses.

Yeah.

But they literally are like pure white that they make you blind.

Yeah. It was you were so committed to it and then you couldn't once you put your mask on you couldn't even see your eyes at all.

Well, I was only using Yeah, cuz I was only I only put one in and I was like, "Wait, I literally can't wear these because

Are your pupils dilated?

I hate those. They're so scary.

wanted to wear the like the black ones for a Halloween costume. But they probably do the same.

Well, I don't know. Maybe not.

It's like the full lens is black. Other contacts like colored contacts, they

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have a hole where your pupil is. It's just the iris that's colored.

Oh.

Yeah.

And that's just full black? How does that work?

There are people who wear them on stage like performers and stuff. So you must be able to see.

There's no way.

Or they have ones that have the hole for the pupil.

Yeah.

Because your pupil's already black. You don't need to change that color.

to do it.

I'll have to do some research. Yeah.

the Bennington alum & the ouija board

Okay, I have one called the Bennington alum and the Ouija board. Bennington triangle, we know about that.

Hey, I actually remember that episode number episode 318. I don't know why.

Does it stick out in your mind because we did it twice?

No, I just know that number.

Oh.

Like I visualize it. I see it.

you and the numbers.

That's it.

Nothing else exists.

You've said it like I and the numbers.

Didn't want to point it out because I've pointed it out, I feel like a few times in recent history, but even like a couple episodes ago you're like, "Oh, I think it was and you like listed a number.

There's certain episodes that the numbers just stick in my head.

That's so fascinating. I don't remember a single one.

What are we recording right now?

327 28.

328.

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Hey ladies, I've been listening to your back log to help get through some crazy long projects. It has been awesome. I especially like the Bennington and Appalachian episodes. I attended Bennington College from 2014 to 2018.

Damn.

My college friends and I refer to our time there as quote the weirdest summer camp ever or quote the collective four years of a fever dream.

That's a good way to describe college in general.

For me, the best thing about Bennington was how safe it felt at night. I'm a chronic insomniac, so I'd frequently wander on the campus at like 2:00, 3:00 a.m. smoking, listening to music. I've since quit smoking, hooray. The only few times that I felt uneasy was when I was passing Jennings, the music building. I feel like the music buildings are always haunted. It's like the theater and the music building.

Cuz you're like pouring your soul into art.

Yeah.

There's just a lot of anxiety.

with the students in those genres.

It used to belong to the farm owners who gifted Bennington the land that it was

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built on. And when the last of the family passed, they left the manor to the school.

That's so cool.

It's an old stone building covered with ivy about a mile from the rest of campus and it's absolutely beautiful. And because it's an unhinged college, the building is actually open 24/7 for students to access the practice rooms.

That makes sense.

There's a large field beside the road that goes up there and whenever I would take my late night walks, I'd notice a light bobbing and weaving through the trees on the other side.

Oh.

I never went to go investigate. I never really gave it much mind, but Appalachian rules, cuz we're in Vermont, baby rule number one, mind your business. Passing the building Jennings always gave me the feeling of being watched. The students would say that the building is haunted by old Mrs. Jennings who supposedly died by suicide on the front balcony of this home. And I can't verify that, but there is some serious energy around the place.

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Once or twice, I did see a woman looking out the windows, and she was gone whenever I did the double take.

Mhm.

But maybe it was just a student doing some late night practice. Who knows? I always gave the building a nod and I would quickly walk by, mind your business, all that.

Mhm.

Okay, so one night in 2017, me and my buddy Nick, we decided that we are interested in trying a Ouija board.

As you do.

It's the most haunted building in Vermont, so why not go there? So we went. We tried a few practice rooms, but we didn't get much. A lot of random circles, miscellaneous letters. The vibe was very much like

So many spirits were all trying to come through and they couldn't decide. Yeah.

No, this way. There. The vibe was very much leave me alone, I'm practicing. Fair enough.

Okay.

Then we found a very spooky hallway, and the vibe here was off. So we decided to try one last time. Girls, we got coherent answers.

Oh my god.

I wrote it all down in a text to my friend, and I've attached the screenshots because it's quite a lot. We got a name, Alan. We got dates, a reason why he was there. He asked if he could

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come with us, and we said no, he couldn't come with us, but could we bring him anything? And he said, "Gin." So we said, "Okay, goodbye." And left. We burned the Ouija board after.

Burned it.

[laughter]

Did you bring him gin? Well, we're getting there. Okay.

But ladies, in the stress of exam, we forgot to bring him his gin. No! And my life blew up after that. Misfortune after misfortune. Actually, I had to leave school for a bit due to some mental health struggles.

And this went on for years, and I was just in this funk I could not shake. And then I remembered Alan and his gin, and I thought, "Maybe I'm being haunted because I never brought him his booze." In 2021, I was in New York visiting some friends, and I decided to drive up to Bennington to buy this guy his gin and to at least put my mind to rest. I wasn't convinced that this haunting was real, but it would make me feel better. It would be worth it.

And if it is real,

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at least you maybe you could put an end to it. Yeah.

Right. So, I drove the 4 hours up to get there. I got the gin 15 minutes before the liquor store closed, and then I drove up to the campus. It was dark. It was late by the time I got there. I parked in my old parking lot. I walked the same route as I used to when I was a student, and it was very healing, actually.

Aw.

No one bothered me. It was just like my little nighttime walks that I had taken before. So, I got up to Jennings and felt the way that I always did there. I went in feeling like an intruder since I didn't know if alums were actually technically allowed, but I found the hallway. I had bought a shot glass, so I took a shot. I poured another, and then I set it on the floor. Then I said, "Hi there. I know it's years late, but I brought your gin. I'm sorry it took so long. Are we good?" And I swear to you, something touched my ankle for a moment.

Ew, why do I hate it because it feels like it's crawling on the ground?

He's probably to pick up the

Yeah, he's probably coming down here for

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the gin.

it and it's like gives a little like, "Hey, thanks."

I sat with it until the feeling went away, and then I left, leaving the bottle on the floor next to the shot glass. On my way out, I ran into a teacher, and he must have been new because I didn't recognize him. He said, "I thought you were the Jennings ghost." And then he asked me if I was okay, if maybe I needed to come to his office to talk. I waved it off, a little freaked, and I told him, "Hey, I was just an alum. I'm visiting old stomping grounds." And I beat a hasty retreat out of there. I almost wish I had talked to him, but there we are. I'm not going to say my life was magically better after this, but it did feel like a big weight was lifted from me. And I feel better knowing that I kept my word. Hmm. My depression got a lot better after that, too. But maybe it was just the visit to Bennington and getting a chance to properly say goodbye. Closure does do wonders. Anyway, that is my big Bennington ghost story. Wow. We've got some others, but none that I've experienced personally.

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Of course, there were always rumors about the goat boy, our school cryptid, but I could never find anything more than oh, it's just a boy with a goat's head that lives in the woods by campus. Of course. Of course, he does. Keep up the spooky work. All the best, Victoria.

Damn. I mean, I'm kind of pissed at Alan if it is connected I'm I'm glad that Victoria like you have been able to heal and stuff, but like I'm kind of pissed if Alan took that much revenge on you for you not following through with gin.

Yeah. One little glass of gin is not worth tormenting someone over.

A lot of ghosts are using alcohol this episode.

That's true. I'm also like it's kind of shorthand because in the text it's like we weren't there, so we don't totally know. But in the creepy hallway, this is what was written in the text to remember the Ouija board session. Hi there. I'm Alan Edwards. I came here in 1969 when I was 20. I died when I was 27. I'm here because a man is here. I hate him. His

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name is Hugh. He slandered my name. And something about a retired woman named Delia.

Huh.

I'm so sad. What makes me happy? Talk. I want to drink. What drink? Gin. Don't go. You are leaving? May I leave with you? No, I'm so sad. Trying to spell something, but it didn't make sense. Lots of spelling mistakes. You really leaving? Fine. Goodbye.

Wait, poor Alan. Who's Hugh?

I don't know, but like vengeance is a [ __ ] and if clearly he wants to [ __ ] you, Hugh. I'm going to spend my afterlife coming after you.

Damn.

It sounds like he was still there.

Right, that's what I mean. Well, it seemed like he was scared of Hugh though. So now I'm like

he slandered his name. I think he's there to haunt

Hugh? Oh, like he's still alive?

Like I think he's there I think he's there to torment Hugh.

Alan, stop tormenting people.

[laughter]

Damn.

Freaking Hugh.

That's wild. Now I'm curious if anyone

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goes to Bennington, go find that hallway and see if you can talk to Alan.

Yeah, in the Jennings building.

Bring him some gin, bring an offering, and see if he's still there. I'm also curious since like they got like a full name, Alan Edwards, I'm curious if you could find record of someone who I don't know the year of like when that school was a school. The 1969 is when they got there.

came here in 1969.

Curious. Okay. I have one. Let's see,

the Enfield Shaker Museum

it's called the Enfield Shaker Museum in New Hampshire. Hello. I just finished listening to your first encounters from 2026 about college hauntings and it reminded me that I needed to send you this story. Although it's not about a college.

[laughter]

I currently live in Edinburgh, Scotland, but I am from Ohio originally and used to live in New England where I was working in historic preservation trades.

Ooh, that's cool.

Think timber window repairs, brick masonry repairs, and structural stabilization of really old buildings and state park structures. That's so cool.

That is so cool.

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Yes, it's the best work ever. Yes, it was what I've always dreamt of doing and I am sad I'm not still doing it. But as you can imagine, this job brought me to so many incredible old buildings and old towns, but there's one experience that has been forever etched into my memory. I moved to Providence, Rhode Island for my first professional job and I started a couple of days before the team was heading up to the Enfield Shaker Museum in New Hampshire for a New England-wide retreat where we planned to share ideas, strategize about improving historic preservation services throughout the region, etc. They picked this location for the gathering because oh, it's beautiful, it's old, and there have been these amazing preservation efforts to maintain it. In summary, just a little information about it, this building was established in 1793 as the ninth of 18 Shaker communities in the US. To quote, it said, "The Enfield Shakers built more than 100 buildings, farmed over 3,000 acres of fertile land, educated children

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in model schools, and followed the Shaker way of worship. One of the buildings on this site, the Great Stone Dwelling, is available for overnight stays." The construction of this massive granite building was completed by the Shakers in 1841 and it contained 24 retiring rooms, which are bedrooms. Oh, when it was

you to retire for the

retire for the night. When it was in operation for the Shakers, 96 Shaker sisters and brothers would sleep here as well as there was a large meeting room, a dining room, and a kitchen. And this is where we were going to be staying for our work retreat. So, because they had already had all the overnight arrangements made before I started the job, there weren't any individual rooms left for me. But my new boss, the director of the organization, very kindly said that I could share a room with her because it had two twin beds in it. Now, I was pretty nervous about this because I barely knew her and she barely knew me, but since I had just started the job, I couldn't really miss the opportunity. So, in any case, I thought at least it's a good way to get

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to know each other, and hopefully for her to know that I'm normal, right?" Unfortunately, my hopes of appearing normal were crushed on the first night. We had a lovely day meeting like-minded people, eating good food, seeing some really cool buildings, and we all got ready for bed. All was fine. I think I did a bit of reading before I turned the lights out, and next thing I know, after having been asleep maybe a couple of hours, my eyes were wide open. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't speak.

Ooh.

I don't remember seeing anything, but I felt that something was physically holding me down. I was so terrified and so confused. My entire body was trapped. It felt like this was going on forever. In the moment, I couldn't even think of what to do except for trying to scream, and it felt like I was trying to scream for an hour, although it was probably only a couple of minutes, or more likely seconds. Eventually though, I did scream loudly, really loud. I shot up in bed

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and woke up. It took me a second to orient myself. I scanned the room, and next to me, I saw my boss also sitting up in bed confused, and she asked if I had heard that. Which was so funny cuz like, did she think someone else in the building had screamed, or was the boss trying to be polite?

Or did the boss have sleep paralysis, too?

Right. I honestly

if you wake up to a scream, it's kind of disorienting where you're like, "Not really. Where is that from? Was that in my own mind as I was waking up?"

Right. I honestly can't remember what I said. I might have said, "I don't know," or pretended to still be half asleep. But in the morning, after I had the chance to process what had happened, I did confess to her that I had screamed. I couldn't stand the idea that she would have thought she heard a random, unexplained scream in the middle of the night. So, I basically said, "I'm really sorry. I don't know what happened, but that was me. I screamed." And then she had to spend two more nights with me. Luckily, she's super lovely. Uh but I have never had sleep paralysis before that or since that, and I have no explanation of what happened

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that night in the great stone dwelling at Enfield Shaker Museum. I hope you enjoyed. From Grace.

Dang. Uh I guess I'm not surprised.

No.

Given the old history and how many people were like in and out of there.

Yeah.

But, it's very like a spooky overnight summer camp vibes.

Just with your boss.

Just with your boss and like the first time you're spending time

[laughter]

What a great way to introduce yourself. With a scream in the middle of the night.

Fighting sleep paralysis and screaming your way out of it. Damn.

Yeah.

Crazy. But, I love it.

I know. What a cool job.

I know.

And now you live in Edinburgh. Also very cool.

So cool.

Even if you're not still doing historic preservation, like you get to be around old older buildings than we have here in this country. So, that's cool.

Now my mind is just like going off with just the trades and how masonry's so expensive now, and how there's not that many masons anymore, and intricate fireplaces don't really exist anymore in

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new builds.

The same with like even like putting wallpaper on. Like we found a great company who does it, but like it is like a lost art. Like

Of wallpaper?

Yeah, to install it properly.

Yeah. Oh, you know what I miss is the people who do the like stencils on doors. Like the your mom?

Not on doors, but she used to stencil our whole like my bedroom growing up was stenciled. She painted it herself.

Yeah. My dad does stenciling. Dude, I'm talking about like when you went into like office buildings or like the dentist or like your like the university where it's like on the door it says like Professor blah blah blah. And it's someone actually like hand

carving this Yeah.

Yeah. That

Yeah. Now now machines do that.

Yeah, now you just get a little plaque, it printed as a decal.

When I worked at Warner Brothers for the like my first job out of college, I was a administrative assistant to the assistant to the assistant, basically. Uh Warner Brothers main TV like

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production office. And it was a one-year job. So, like everyone who were like the admin assistants, it was a one-year position to like help launch your career and like help you cuz you oversaw like so many different aspects of production. But, they basically one of the perks was if you do well at the end of your year, you got a plaque for with your name on it that said like Warner Brothers. And I'm like, wait, but like you're literally supposed to be leaving the job after that year. But, I still have the plaque. It is funny cuz like you could order yourself a plaque, too. It said Warner But, it was like a Warner Brothers specific. It had like the logo and everything. Yeah.

Oh, well, that's cool.

I didn't have to pay for it.

Yeah, and you didn't have to pay. What was the stenciling that your mom did in your bedroom?

Flowers.

Aw, cute. If I ever have a girl, I have a plan to do like flowers around the closet doors in that one room. We'll see. We'll see. Okay, but if you are a Patreon listener, you're about to hear about my haunted grocery store.

I can't wait. I for one cannot wait.

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Yeah.

Yeah. But, if you don't, totally fine. No worries. We have all this free content here. It doesn't change your experience. You get to have this, as well. Join us over there and watch us on YouTube, rate and review us wherever you listen to podcast, and then make sure you tell all of your friends, all of your family, the grocery store clerk, the random stranger on a bus, tell them about our podcast.

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Following your car.

Just tell them all. And thank you so much to our editor and producer Jamie Ryan. We're so grateful for you. And we're so grateful for all of you. We love you.

And we will see you on the other side.

Very spooky.