My story is one of the most genuine stories I have read for many a year. Where to begin. Well, it was my very first investigation and it took place at Fort Paul near Hull East Yorkshire.
I have always been interested in ghosts and the paranormal all my life and I was really interested in doing an investigation. So, by chance, I came upon a ghost hunting group on Facebook and booked me and my friend on it.
So one Friday night in February of this year me and my friend set off for the investigation. On the way I was really nervous but at the same I was excited.
The journey to Fort Paul lasted about half an hour and when we arrived, we made our introductions and the investigation began with our first port of call: the vaults. Nothing much really happened in there but I did capture a creepy photo, but that is a story for another time.
Once we had finished in the vaults, we moved onto the Henry VIII tunnel and what happened in there still haunts me to this day.
We went inside the tunnel and me and this guy called Gaz went upstairs because when you get into the tunnel there is a semi-circle balcony, so me and Gaz proceeded upstairs and the group began calling out.
Over the course of the calling-out session, people began to antagonise the spirit present by wolf whistling at it. Little did I know at the time that I would pay the price for their mistake. At this time it was getting on and we were about to leave for another tunnel, when all of a sudden I felt something touch my left arm. So I asked Gaz if he touched me and he denied it, so I shone my torch in his direction and found he was stood out of arm's reach so it couldn't have been him.
On the way out of the tunnel we caught up with two lasses in our group and Gaz proceeded up the tunnel and out. Then me and these two lasses turned round and decided to take a picture to see if we could capture anything when all of a sudden one of them wolf whistled and said "bye bye." With that, we heard thunderous footsteps heading up the tunnel towards us.
We ran out of there as fast as our legs would carry us, screaming as we went. We went and told the rest of the group what happened, then Gaz went down to see if it would happen again but all was silent.
This record is a true story of what happened to me on my first investigation and since those events I have now joined the group and I am still investigating to this day.
But my question is this, what do you think it was in that tunnel?
Decide for yourselves and please leave a comment.