Are the Haunting flashes of light from a vacant apartment, wanting my attention? I'm looking for help with an experience I had this last Saturday night, July 21, 2007. I live in northeast Ohio and I have been searching the Internet for similar experiences when I stumbled on to this site. Thank you for this venue. My experience deals with flashes of a dim bluish light, similar to what a plasma (static) lightning ball would produce and flashes of a yellow; or at times, white light of varying brightness, shape and position or location in the room. I was observing this from 11:30pm till around 3am coming from a vacant apartment that sits facing mine, not more than 50 feet from my patio door. I have clear vision from here through the patio door and into the living room of this apartment, plus the two bedrooms through their windows. It's vacant, so there aren't any blinds or curtains.
It's been vacant for around two weeks now and this was the only time I had seen anything like this happen over there, or anywhere before. From what I seen and experienced that night has me terrified to look in that direction now. I don't think that I ever want to see something like that again.
I'm in a wheelchair and often sit; with my sliding glass door open, right there looking out over my patio and here lately, devising a way to catch a mole that's reeking havoc with my flowers. Yep, he runs around late at night just as he does during the day. I hate that mole. This last Saturday with the time a little after 11:30pm, I noticed a yellow light about the size of a beach ball, located just inside the patio door and off to the right corner of this vacant apartment. It only lasted about two seconds or so. How strange is that; I thought, the apartment is totally empty and there's nothing there to produce that light.
So I started watching the place, I thought someone must have broken into the apartment and had a flashlight. But that didn't fit because this light had form to it and seemed to appear spherical. Less than a minute later, in the back bedroom of this apartment, I notice a dim bluish light that appeared for a few seconds, low and just off of the floor, around or just outside the bedroom door, in the hallway and you could see a portion of it through the bedroom window. This was a bluish light and couldn't have come from any flashlight, I thought.
Just then was a flash of a bright yellowish light out in the living room next to where the intercom and buzzer for the building's front door was. It was a narrow vertical flash about three or four feet in length and a few feet off the floor. Immediately after that was a flash of a dimmer light a foot or two to the right of the last one. It was small and appeared round but was too fast to get a good look at. At this point all I was thinking was, what the hell.
I shut my patio door and went to sit in my recliner to think about what I just seen. Should I call the cops and have them come out to check the apartment? Just what would I say to them, about the lights and just how crazy are they going to think I am? I thought about having the maintenance man for the complex paged to look things over. Maybe there was something wrong with the electrical fuse box in the apartment causing electrical arcing and throwing sparks. I tried thinking of any reasonable explanation for what I seen and nothing worked.
So I didn't call anyone and decided to have another look. Back in my wheelchair, I opened the patio door. Sitting there, I wondered if there'd be any more lights and just that fast, there was a flash in the living room. Over the next ten to fifteen minutes, there were a total of about six flashes that appeared in that room, each would only last a second or two and vary in size, brightness and location. The whole time I tried coming up with an explanation. The only thought I was left with, was once again, what the hell. I shut the door and returned to my recliner to watch some TV.
I considered everything, I even questioned if this was all my imagination. After about twenty minutes of this, I was left with only two possible explanations. One being that there was someone hiding in the hallway of this apartment with a flash or strobe light and a "bag of tricks" to reflect the light around the living room or the place was haunted. Neither reasonable. I wanted to watch some more, but it was a bit chilly out this night for being July, it was around 58 degrees and the shorts I was wearing weren't cutting it.
So I changed into some jeans and returned for what was way more interesting than what was on TV. Sitting there, the lights continued to flash every minute or two and I was trying to figure out how someone hiding in the hallway could be doing this. It seemed the most plausible explanation considering the other. Then a flash of bluish light coming from the bedroom door/hallway; as in the first series, caught my attention. I was thinking this guy had to have not only a strobe or flash unit but also a plasma globe of some sorts to produce that soft bluish light. I'm now thinking, OK this theory just isn't plausible, it's got to be "M" haunting the place. Just then was the brightest flash of light coming from the living room, a chill ran down my spine and through my body and my neighbors could probably have heard me say right then, "What..." Well, you probably know what I said.
That bright flash of light was the one located over by the intercom/buzzer and was a vertical shape. It will be this one, that becomes the most active along with the smaller flash that appears just to the right of it. The bluish light that seemed to come from the hallway, just outside the bedroom door became more active, but by the time you noticed the light back there, it would be gone. A quick flash or perhaps it would run out of sight up the hall. When it would appear, there wouldn't be any other flashes of light out in the living room area.
During the 40, 45 or 50 minutes that I sat there in total amazement of all this, there might only be a minute or two in-between flashes or a series of lights. It was during these breaks that I seriously started considering that this could be "M" haunting the apartment. It almost seemed to me that each time I was thinking of "M" doing this, that the next flash of light would be the vertical shape by the intercom followed by the smaller one to it's side, the "intercom lights."
At this time, I'm starting to be concerned that not only this was "M" and that she was wanting my attention, but she might be responding to my thoughts. I haven't had the time to realize how frightening a concept that was at the time. So I wanted to put it to the test. I started thinking over and over again, "if this is 'M' causing these lights and you can hear my thoughts, show me by lighting up the whole room with one big flash of light. All I've seen tonight were isolated flashes one place or another. If you hear me, can you light up the whole room?"
I just kept running these thoughts through my mind for the next three or four minutes and then waited. The intercom lights slowly flashed once each a dim yellow light and that was it. OK, well, I don't know what that might have meant, but I thought she might be too tired or not have enough energy to do what I was asking. But what do I know, this is all nothing but a wild guess. I came back in and shut the sliding glass door and blinds to retreat to my recliner.
As all guys sitting in a recliner late at night watching TV, I dosed off at some point. I have no idea how long but I woke up a few minutes before 3am and decided that it was time for bed. I gathered up my cell phone and whatever else I needed to take with me and got in my wheelchair. But I just had to take one more look at the vacant apartment across the lawn. I figured that if someone had been in there messing around that they would be long gone by this time and I didn't see any red flashing lights from fire engines so the place didn't burn down from some electrical arcing or sparks from something.
I opened the blinds and door and sat there for a few minutes and then sort of jokingly asked if "M" was still around. A few seconds go by and the intercom lights dimly flashed once each. Well, that's really something, I thought. I was really tired and that's all the thought I could muster at the time other than I need to go in to bed now and get some sleep. Just then there was a flash of light coming from the kitchen or hallway of this apartment that lit up the whole living room area for a fraction of a second. I was just floored. Was this the answer I was looking for? I couldn't do anything but close the door, lock it and go to bed where I didn't sleep one bit.
Nothing happened Sunday night and I began to question my whole experience the night before. I called the rental office here on Monday and reported seeing some lights flashing and perhaps something sparking or electrical arcing happening in the apartment Saturday night and suggested that someone might have been in there. The property manager and the maintenance guy went to check the place that afternoon and after seeing me on my patio, they walked over to tell me they didn't find anything wrong. (While they were in there, they closed the vertical blinds for the patio door.)
We started talking and I was being a little more specific with what I had seen with the blue light back by the bedroom door and different flashes out in the living room. I come to find out that the Mother and young son that was living there for the last 7 months or so, before suddenly moving out two weeks back, complained to the maintenance guy about a blue light that stayed close to the floor in the hallway that would have a crackling noise and then other yellow lights that would flash around the kitchen and living room.
She complained about this a few times to him but he never found anything wrong in the apartment. He went on to say, how she said that her and her son would have to sit together out on the sofa the whole night with all the lights on because she was afraid of what might happen.
So now I'm thinking back to when they lived there. Even though they had blinds on the windows, you could see that they always left the televisions on all night long in each of the bedrooms. Then there were those nights when every light in the apartment stayed on all night as well. She worked and both would get up, leave early and then return around five or so. The boy was never allowed out to play with the other kids, they always kept to themselves and didn't talk to anyone.
As the three of us talked that Monday, it became somewhat obvious to the property manager that with the two independent accounts of this activity and the story of "M" we told him, that the place might just be haunted. The manager was somewhat new to the property. The maintenance guy doesn't believe in that stuff, even though as the property manager pointed out to him that there were now these two independent sources reporting the same activity. The manager ask me to keep my eyes open and wouldn't it be great if you could record it next time. I told him that they'd have to open the blinds back up for the patio door and I'd see what happens. I was told they'd open the blinds the next day.
It all was painfully obvious to me what was going on here. Well, it was one of two things. Either the maintenance guy was lying about what the woman had told him and he was the one in that apartment that night with the lights and "bag of tricks." Or it really was "M" haunting the place. I guess that I should tell you about "M" now. She was living in that apartment this time last year and was a resident for several years prior. I knew her, we weren't what you would call close friends, but we would sit on the patio and talk once in a while and always waved hello.
Sometime in August of last year she fell from a ladder or down some steps and broke her ankle. Two days after that she collapsed in the hallway of her apartment and died there. Her body wasn't discovered for six days after that. She was no more than 42 years old at the time and she died of a blood clot or internal bleeding resulting from the fall from what we heard.
The blinds weren't opened up in that apartment until Thursday afternoon. As I finish typing this, it's Saturday afternoon, one week later. To be honest, I haven't looked towards that apartment all week. I'm afraid it's her and she's trying to get my attention. I think she's confused about what happened and hasn't moved on to where ever one needs to go when you die. The thing that's most disturbing to me is that she might hear my thoughts. I'm totally freaked about that possibility. I'm not looking forward to seeing it again but I need to find out what the hell is going on.
Maybe tonight.
Marc
[note from the webmaster: the following has been added by the author on 2007-08-04]
I watched the vacant apartment with my video camera for five nights, but the flashing lights never reoccurred. The night before the apartment was to be reoccupied, I went over to the patio door of the apartment with my camera and took some pictures of the location that I had seen the lights in my story. I didn't see anything while I was there doing this, but something appears in the photos. There's some serious glare from the flash reflecting off the glass door, but you can still see these things.
(First set of two, Intercom Wall, Intercom - enlarged)
As I sat in front of the patio door I took a photo of the inside wall to the right. In my story, I refer to what I called the "Intercom Lights" as being the most active. This photo is of that area. You can see the door to the apartment and the intercom to the right of that. In the photo, I noticed three swirls of light by the intercom. When I zoomed in on these swirls, you can see a group of three lights swirling around in one bunch and another individual swirl of light above the group and yet another individual swirl to the right of the group. What is this?
(Second set of two, Kitchen - hallway, Kitchen - hallway enlarged)
The next photo was to the left side of the living room area. In my story, I referred to a single flash of light that illuminated the whole living room that seemed to come from the kitchen/hallway area. This photo is of that area. Remember M died in the hallway. Again you have to ignore the glare from the flash and the reflection of some windows from another building in the glass. But if you look just above where the reflection of the windows, there's something else in the room. I took and enlarged this one too.
Nothing as spectacular as the ghost pictures you have on here. But what is this?
Marc
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