The Hell House

It's been a while since I've posted one of our experiences on here, and we've had quite a few, but I'm going to share with you one of our most horrifying experiences yet.

It was mid November of last year when our lead investigator in training Josh gave me a call. He told me that he had a place we could check out. His grandfather owns this house which he calls The Hell House. He calls it that because he says it's not just a normal haunting, but it's something demonic. Josh told me that reports would range from his grandfather seeing people in the house disappearing, including his recently deceased wife, who he would see with another man. Things moving around in other rooms, shadows darting in and out of doorways, and even one time he sat a cup of coffee on his coffee table and it actually started to boil on the table.

Well, we got the OK to stay the night there. We had no power because Josh's grandfather refused to stay in the place, so we had nothing but flashlights. Well, we got to the house at about 11:30 that night. From what Josh's grandfather had told us, he said nothing would happen until 1:00 a.m. And we found out the hard way that he wasn't kidding. Well, we just goofed off and stuff for a while until the time neared 1 a.m. We could slowly but surely start to see our breath as it got closer to 1 a.m. So we thought that was fairly weird. Josh had brought his laptop, so he stayed in the backroom and was messing around with it while Sean and I walked around the house and explored.

This was a fairly large house. Sean and I were on the other end, opposite Josh, and next thing we know, Josh is yelling at us, what are you guys doing in there? We walked back out into the hallway and replied. We're just looking around in these rooms. Are you both back there? Josh yelled back. Yeah man. Sean replied. Next thing I know, Josh is yelling at us to get in there. Well, he told us that in the room next to the room he was in, he heard what sounded like someone knocking on the wall, and he thought it was one of us. Well, that got us excited, so we decided to start investigating. So, we go the living room and we sit down. Sean and Josh sat down on the couch, and I sat down in Josh's grandfather's recliner opposite side of the room. We had all of the lights out, so I decided to take a few pictures with my digital camera. SO I took a few behind me and down the hallway and stuff.

Josh tells me to take a picture of them on the couch because he felt like something was near him. So I move my camera to where it's looking at them. Sean had an audio recorder, so it had a red light on the end of it and the camera picked up the red light. Well, up above Josh's head, there were two more red lights... It looked like eyes, as if some kind of animal or something was sitting on the top of the couch directly above his head. I told them about it and Josh yelled at me to take the picture, so I press the button down and my camera dies. I quickly replaced the batteries and I look back through the camera at them. This time there weren't just two red dots above his head, there were several. So I snapped a picture really fast.

Everything went dark after the camera flashed. Dang, that was bright wasn't it Josh? Sean asked. There was no reply. I turned on my flashlight and shined it at him. He had the hood of his jacket pulled down over his face to where you couldn't see his eyes, and he was breathing heavily. I ran over there and stood over him. Josh, what are you doing man? I asked in a worried tone. He started breathing really weird at this point. What do we do!? Sean asked. SO I figured the best thing we could do was pray, because I was positive he was being possessed. Pray! I yelled as I slammed my hand onto his forehead, Sean joined me and we started to pray for him. Well, in the middle of my prayer, I suddenly got this sensation which I can only explain as feeling like someone was pressing a million needles into my head. I prayed until I couldn't stand the feeling anymore, so I let go. "I've got to get the **** out of here~!" I yelled as I grabbed my head.

I remember pacing back and forth. What's wrong? Sean asked as he kept his hand on Josh's head. My head, my head! I replied. I ran for the door and flung it open. I kind of remember saying, we need to get his grandfather. But it's all a blur in my head from that point. This is where it gets weird. I remember walking out onto the porch, one step onto the porch before Josh said, It's Ok, come here... So I turned right around and walked back inside.

Well, when we were talking about the experience after it had happened, Sean gave me a grim look and he said I walked out onto the porch and paced back and forth for a good five minutes. I only remember walking out, and then walking back in. We got Josh some water, and we asked him what had happened. He told us he closed his eyes to avoid being blinded by the flash of the camera, and when he did, he couldn't open them. Then he told us that he saw his deceased grandmother, standing in front of him, in the room with us, and she said. Josh honey, you kid's need to leave. And then he said once I stood up and started walking towards him, the voice turned deep and more demanding. Leave now! It yelled.

I actually looked at the picture and I zoomed in on Josh, and right to his right side, exactly where I had stepped to start praying for him, there was a very, very distinct orb. Stranger from every orb I've ever seen. So I figured, this thing was trying to possess my friend, and once I stepped in the way, part of that started to mess with me, giving me the needles in my head sensation. We thought it was weird that Sean hadn't felt anything weird from it.

Well, it turns out when my sister heard we were going to a house with demonic activity, she gave us a few cross necklaces. Both of which Sean had in his hands during the whole event. So we walked through the house one last time and we started saying prayers over each room. We could actually feel the coldness retreating away from us as we said each one. We packed up and left for the night. We're hoping to try and stay again one night.

Neither Josh nor I wanted to stay much longer after the incident.