My name is Kris, I live in Cairns in Far North Queenland Australia. As a professional Paranormal investigator I travel the country researcing and documenting paranormal phenomena, what you are about to read are actual case notes from one of my investigations that took place in the remote wastelands of Far North Queensland.
History: Former gold mining town in the 1800's.
Source: State and National archives.
Case Note: " If you lived in Maytown... You died in Maytown "
Maytown...the first payable gold was discovered there in 1873 by James Venture Mulligan. Word quickly spread throughout the land of extremly rich alluvial gold deposits found from its many creeks and streams, thousands of prospectors from all over the country quickly decended on Maytown all seeking their fortune. Unfortunatly the harsh unforgiving land did not give up its treasures so easily and many miners perished in their pursuit for wealth and a better life.
Now all that's left are a few scattered remains of was once a busy community and as you stand on the fringe of the township you can't help but to manifest and visualise a community struggling to survive in the ever present shadow of povety and hardship.
Modern day: The town has an uneasy eerie feeling about it, like you are being watched and as you walk down the main street you can feel the eyes of the towns people following you and you can't shake the feeling that you don't belong there and that you are not welcome.
The following are my case notes that I later recorded after I was released from hospital following my incident during this investigtion.
10:45 PM... After completing my equipment check I was about to walk up into the centre of town which was just short of a mile from base camp. Being alone in such a remote location had already put me on edge but I had a job to do so I focused on that fact and went about my work. My plan was to leave one of the digital audio recorders at base camp to record my departure and my return and anything in between that time. As with any investigation there are a lot of random photo's taken of anything and everything and this was no different, as I am about to leave base camp I attempt to take some photo's and find that the camera is failing, knowing I had already completed an equipment check with no problems noted I began to recheck the settings on the camera.
Somewhat annoyed with the camera failing I had forgotten that I had started the audio recorder and it was capturing everything I was saying and everything around me! At 11:02 PM (time taken from the audio recorder) you can hear a voice of unknown origin forcefully say..." we not happy photo ". It was at that precise time that my camera was knocked out of my hands and I was hit with such a force that it knocked me to the ground. My first initial reaction was to get up but when I found I couldn't because I was injured I stayed down, it was another two days before the pick up vehicle came to get me, when they arrived they found me down in the river in the cool wet sand under a paper bark tree.
On my return to Cairns I was in such pain that I was taken straight to the Cairns Base Hospital where x-rays were done and they showed three exploded discs in my lower back. When asked by the doctor how it happened I had no answer...