By Rick E. Hale
Paranormal Investigator

These are the true case files of the McHenry County Paranormal Research Group. Due to confidentiality agreements, names of clients have been changed and cases will only be specified by the counties they occurred in.

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Paranormal investigation is by NO means what you see on television. We don’t have a big production crew that runs the family out of their afflicted home just because they may get in the way.

Oftentimes, a family who contacts MCPRG are very much involved with the investigation due to the fact it is their home, and they have been invaded enough by an unseen presence. Also, in some cases the haunting may be person-centered rather than place-centered.

Personally, I like having the family present, as it shows the human side of the haunting; however, it does have its drawbacks and can be, well, a major pain in the ass . . . as did happen in this investigation as the night progressed.

When we entered into George’s home and met the family, I was struck at the sheer terror that showed on the faces and in the eyes of those who were present. You could tell that they had witnessed something, and it scared the living shit out of them. After unloading our gear into the basement, we went immediately to work. This investigation would prove to be my favorite, and I oftentimes think about it because I personally witnessed many of the entities that had set up camp in the home.

That night I was paired up with Diana, a seasoned investigator and one of the original members of the group. Diana struck me as being one of those nervous people who constantly seemed to be on her guard for whatever may come her way. Our first post would be one the bedrooms on the second floor, the bedroom inhabited by the matriarch of the family, who witnessed most of the activity in the home.

As we walked into the room you could tell that we were not alone; something was with us, and later upon review of the evidence, our suspicions were more than correct.

“Is there anyone in this room who would like to speak us?” Diana asked as she set the K-II Meter and the digital voice recorder on the bed. Nothing made its presence known, but then I employed an old method of communicating with spirits.

After introducing ourselves I said, “If you can understand what I am saying, I would like to play a little game. I’m going to knock on the wall, and if you understand this please give me one knock for yes.” I gave one wrap on the wall. “And two for no.” I knocked twice. Almost immediately one soft knock sounded on the wall.

“Good, good, now we can have a conversation.” Diana blurted out a large, toothy grin spreading from ear to ear on her face. I couldn’t help but share her joy.

“Are you a man?” I asked and waited for a reply. One knock.

“Did you once live in this home?” Diana asked. Two knocks. That was strange, I thought. Why would a spirit who once inhabited this home be hanging out here.

“Were you invited here by a member of the family?” I asked. Two knocks.

“Did you somehow find your way here?” Diana asked. One knock.

This was too weird. And then we both looked down at the bed, and the lights on the K-II Meter were going apeshit.

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