Friday, September 29th
The laptop screen flickered faintly as its batteries slowly died. The fading electric light gave the abandoned Jeep's windshield an eerie glow. In the pulsing orange of the hazard lights the words College Creek could barely be read off a roadside sign.
This is what the Jeep's driver was reading before he abandoned it...
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Email sent on 9/15/2005 (approx. 7:30 PM)
Hi AJ,
Julie Stey, one of the members from this area has relayed some info to me on a possible case.
Apparently one of her friends has some "guests" that like to turn on a music box late at night in her 3 yr old daughter’s room. It scares the heck out of the little girl. They also make other audible noises throughout the house. I told Julie that instead of writing everything to me in IM, I would call her this evening to get all the details. I will let you know what I find out.
Take care,
Steve
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Email sent on 9/15/2005 (approx. 11:20 PM)
Hi AJ,
Update on the house...I just got off the phone with Julie, I believe this house bears looking into. Here is what I know:
Amanda (a single mom) and Susan (daughter) have been living in the house about 2 months. Almost immediately, Amanda noticed Susan would no longer sleep through the night and would come into her room saying she’s scared. There is an old fashioned music box melody that "plays" faithfully every night from 12 mid - 3am. There is no music box in the house. When Amanda or Susan is upset the music will get progressively louder. Julie says she has heard the music too. Unattended objects have a tendency to disappear or move on their own. There is a smell as if "an old person" is sometimes in Susan's room. Amanda’s seen the outline of a male in her bedroom. The garage door sometimes opens by itself. Lights go on and off in sequence by themselves. Apparently just a few nights ago Amanda told Julie that objects were flying around her room by themselves. Amanda’s cats will hiss at "things" that aren't there. And starting just this past week... Susan's voice is deeper at times; she is cruel and uses language not associated with a little 3 yr girl. One night Susan was being extremely difficult as most 3 yr olds can be at times but Amanda asked her why....Susan said "because I like to see you cry". This all definitely sounds like something we’d want to look into.
Some history on the house....built in the late 20's or early 30's. A man hung himself in the garage back in the 50's and an older woman died in what is now Susan's room. The previous owner's fled suddenly in the middle of the night according to the neighbors who now own the home. Currently Julie is trying to gather some more background.
Getting back to the “man” this is what Julie’s discovered in her research....according to those who knew him he wasn't a nice man. He was by all accounts one of those treat women like crap kind of guys, probably thought he was hot stuff or something. Amanda describes him as: James Dean or Billy Zane looking, not thin but not built, 28-32, 5'11"-6'1", very dark hair in a T-shirt and black or very dark blue pants probably jeans. That is at least the guise he’s chosen when he appears in front Amanda. Susan’s description is much simpler; “he’s simply the monster that lives in the garage”.
Julie is going to call Amanda and set up an initial visit. I probably won't talk to Amanda until we get over there....hopefully on a Monday so i can stay there till after midnight to hear the music. I will let you know as I gather more info.
Take care,
Steve
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Email sent on 9/20/2005
Hey AJ (this is a long one),
I received an emergency IM from Julie regarding Amanda and her daughter....things were really heating up, especially with Susan and the "music". Apparently Susan has been ill lately and the doctors have no idea why she is sick. She will run these very high temperature spikes that appear within minutes for no explanation, stay elevated for awhile and then dissipate just as rapidly. Luckily I was able to setup an initial this past Monday, combine what happened there with Susan’s illness and I’m starting to get worried. Here’s what happened…
I arrived at about 9pm. It is an older home as I said before...one level. The garage (where the man hung himself) is a detached unit that used to be a beauty salon.
Walking into the house you enter the living room....Amanda’s room is just to the left....Susan's room is the next door on the left just inside the combination Dining Room/Kitchen area. The laundry room is in an addition at the back of the house. A bathroom is shared between Amanda’s and Susan's room. As I walked into the house and met Amanda Susan emerged from Amanda’s room...she won't sleep in her own room and I can't blame her.
I introduced myself to Susan...she was shy at first but warmed up to me fairly quickly. I moved into the Dining Room/Kitchen and heard the "Music" for the first time. As soon as this started, Susan started "laughing"...not a little girl laugh but a sort of maniacal laughing with a deep tone. She was staring at us with her head tilted down and looking up at the same time and doing a ring around the rosy around her mom. The music and Susan’s behavior lasted a handle of seconds before they both stopped. Susan immediately began crying and was nearly hysterical with fright. This was about 9:15pm. I attempted to locate the source of the "music" which to me appeared to be coming from the vicinity of the refrigerator in the laundry room. I spent the next 15mins taking pictures.
I finished my picture taking and I went into Susan's room to place a VOX recorder. While in there... I felt a presence...something to do with under the house or outside of it. Then I went outside to check out the garage while Amanda and Susan stayed inside.
As I rounded the front of the house...I saw "him" go into the garage. He looked just like he was described to me before. I ran to catch up and rushed into the garage...nothing....I noted a ladder leading to a space above the garage. At 1010, I entered what used to be the old laundry room before the addition...nothing really eventful there. I then entered what used to the beauty shop....again nothing eventful there. Lastly, I climbed the ladder going upstairs...It was freezing up there; I took a bunch of pictures but didn’t see anything. I sat there for a few minutes to see what would happen all I noticed was a cobweb toward the right middle, stretching from the rafters, going straight down just a few feet in front of us. I sat there a few minutes more then climbed back down and left the garage.
I sat with Amanda and Susan in the living room and got out my notebook. I asked Susan to tell me about the monster she saw. Susan said he was unhappy that he didn't have a home...and we needed to take him to Chucky Cheese's (yes...we laughed at that one
). I asked her if there was anyone else who talked to her...Susan said yes...I asked how many...Susan counted on her fingers 1, 2, 3, 4. Susan said they were all lost and needed help. Am I freaking you out yet?
The rest is pretty uneventful expect for some points. We gave Susan my small blue flashlight to play with because she liked it....it worked for about 15 mins and then the brand new batteries went dead Also when I was leaving and I went to get the VOX from Susan's room.....it's batteries were dead too. These batteries did not come from the same package, were different brands, bought at different stores, all new. A bit more disturbing was when Susan began playing with the organ that is in the living room...and I swear AJ...she played the first 3 or 4 notes of the music I heard earlier that night.
Anyway...I’ve rambled enough...and I am sure I missed something to tell you...but I left at around 1245am. I feel...no I know that something is going on there...and it is messing with this little girl, who ....and I am stating the obvious...is very gifted. Let me know your thoughts....we really need to do something soon. Oh...btw....no fever on Susan the whole time we were there...she fell asleep about 12:15am
Take care,
Steve
The laptop screen flickered faintly as its batteries slowly died. The fading electric light gave the abandoned Jeep's windshield an eerie glow. In the pulsing orange of the hazard lights the words College Creek could barely be read off a roadside sign.
This is what the Jeep's driver was reading before he abandoned it...
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Email sent on 9/15/2005 (approx. 7:30 PM)
Hi AJ,
Julie Stey, one of the members from this area has relayed some info to me on a possible case.
Apparently one of her friends has some "guests" that like to turn on a music box late at night in her 3 yr old daughter’s room. It scares the heck out of the little girl. They also make other audible noises throughout the house. I told Julie that instead of writing everything to me in IM, I would call her this evening to get all the details. I will let you know what I find out.
Take care,
Steve
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Email sent on 9/15/2005 (approx. 11:20 PM)
Hi AJ,
Update on the house...I just got off the phone with Julie, I believe this house bears looking into. Here is what I know:
Amanda (a single mom) and Susan (daughter) have been living in the house about 2 months. Almost immediately, Amanda noticed Susan would no longer sleep through the night and would come into her room saying she’s scared. There is an old fashioned music box melody that "plays" faithfully every night from 12 mid - 3am. There is no music box in the house. When Amanda or Susan is upset the music will get progressively louder. Julie says she has heard the music too. Unattended objects have a tendency to disappear or move on their own. There is a smell as if "an old person" is sometimes in Susan's room. Amanda’s seen the outline of a male in her bedroom. The garage door sometimes opens by itself. Lights go on and off in sequence by themselves. Apparently just a few nights ago Amanda told Julie that objects were flying around her room by themselves. Amanda’s cats will hiss at "things" that aren't there. And starting just this past week... Susan's voice is deeper at times; she is cruel and uses language not associated with a little 3 yr girl. One night Susan was being extremely difficult as most 3 yr olds can be at times but Amanda asked her why....Susan said "because I like to see you cry". This all definitely sounds like something we’d want to look into.
Some history on the house....built in the late 20's or early 30's. A man hung himself in the garage back in the 50's and an older woman died in what is now Susan's room. The previous owner's fled suddenly in the middle of the night according to the neighbors who now own the home. Currently Julie is trying to gather some more background.
Getting back to the “man” this is what Julie’s discovered in her research....according to those who knew him he wasn't a nice man. He was by all accounts one of those treat women like crap kind of guys, probably thought he was hot stuff or something. Amanda describes him as: James Dean or Billy Zane looking, not thin but not built, 28-32, 5'11"-6'1", very dark hair in a T-shirt and black or very dark blue pants probably jeans. That is at least the guise he’s chosen when he appears in front Amanda. Susan’s description is much simpler; “he’s simply the monster that lives in the garage”.
Julie is going to call Amanda and set up an initial visit. I probably won't talk to Amanda until we get over there....hopefully on a Monday so i can stay there till after midnight to hear the music. I will let you know as I gather more info.
Take care,
Steve
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Email sent on 9/20/2005
Hey AJ (this is a long one),
I received an emergency IM from Julie regarding Amanda and her daughter....things were really heating up, especially with Susan and the "music". Apparently Susan has been ill lately and the doctors have no idea why she is sick. She will run these very high temperature spikes that appear within minutes for no explanation, stay elevated for awhile and then dissipate just as rapidly. Luckily I was able to setup an initial this past Monday, combine what happened there with Susan’s illness and I’m starting to get worried. Here’s what happened…
I arrived at about 9pm. It is an older home as I said before...one level. The garage (where the man hung himself) is a detached unit that used to be a beauty salon.
Walking into the house you enter the living room....Amanda’s room is just to the left....Susan's room is the next door on the left just inside the combination Dining Room/Kitchen area. The laundry room is in an addition at the back of the house. A bathroom is shared between Amanda’s and Susan's room. As I walked into the house and met Amanda Susan emerged from Amanda’s room...she won't sleep in her own room and I can't blame her.
I introduced myself to Susan...she was shy at first but warmed up to me fairly quickly. I moved into the Dining Room/Kitchen and heard the "Music" for the first time. As soon as this started, Susan started "laughing"...not a little girl laugh but a sort of maniacal laughing with a deep tone. She was staring at us with her head tilted down and looking up at the same time and doing a ring around the rosy around her mom. The music and Susan’s behavior lasted a handle of seconds before they both stopped. Susan immediately began crying and was nearly hysterical with fright. This was about 9:15pm. I attempted to locate the source of the "music" which to me appeared to be coming from the vicinity of the refrigerator in the laundry room. I spent the next 15mins taking pictures.
I finished my picture taking and I went into Susan's room to place a VOX recorder. While in there... I felt a presence...something to do with under the house or outside of it. Then I went outside to check out the garage while Amanda and Susan stayed inside.
As I rounded the front of the house...I saw "him" go into the garage. He looked just like he was described to me before. I ran to catch up and rushed into the garage...nothing....I noted a ladder leading to a space above the garage. At 1010, I entered what used to be the old laundry room before the addition...nothing really eventful there. I then entered what used to the beauty shop....again nothing eventful there. Lastly, I climbed the ladder going upstairs...It was freezing up there; I took a bunch of pictures but didn’t see anything. I sat there for a few minutes to see what would happen all I noticed was a cobweb toward the right middle, stretching from the rafters, going straight down just a few feet in front of us. I sat there a few minutes more then climbed back down and left the garage.
I sat with Amanda and Susan in the living room and got out my notebook. I asked Susan to tell me about the monster she saw. Susan said he was unhappy that he didn't have a home...and we needed to take him to Chucky Cheese's (yes...we laughed at that one
). I asked her if there was anyone else who talked to her...Susan said yes...I asked how many...Susan counted on her fingers 1, 2, 3, 4. Susan said they were all lost and needed help. Am I freaking you out yet? The rest is pretty uneventful expect for some points. We gave Susan my small blue flashlight to play with because she liked it....it worked for about 15 mins and then the brand new batteries went dead Also when I was leaving and I went to get the VOX from Susan's room.....it's batteries were dead too. These batteries did not come from the same package, were different brands, bought at different stores, all new. A bit more disturbing was when Susan began playing with the organ that is in the living room...and I swear AJ...she played the first 3 or 4 notes of the music I heard earlier that night.
Anyway...I’ve rambled enough...and I am sure I missed something to tell you...but I left at around 1245am. I feel...no I know that something is going on there...and it is messing with this little girl, who ....and I am stating the obvious...is very gifted. Let me know your thoughts....we really need to do something soon. Oh...btw....no fever on Susan the whole time we were there...she fell asleep about 12:15am
Take care,
Steve
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