I took part in my first ghost hunt for Halloween last year. I will try to recite my experience as best I can but if you have any question feel free to ask. The location was at a hotel and bar that has a reputation for been active. The building still trades as a hotel so I will leave it unnamed. Suffice to say we had permission from the owners before going ahead. I am a confirmed believer but have never sought to seek out the paranormal in any way so approached the event apprehensively but open minded. The event was a real eye opener and the story I would like to tell occurred during one of the vigils we held during the night.
I will start with a quick lay out of the area. Beneath the hotel runs a series of tunnels and rooms which make up the cellar. At the far end of the cellar is a narrow tunnel which is used as the barrel run for the bar. We were told that ordinarily this room would be stocked with beer barrels but on this night it was empty. It was in here where we decided to hold our vigil.
The first thing we noticed on entering the barrel run was the cold temperature compared to the rest of the cellar. This could be put down to the time of year and the fact the run has a metal door that could be opened to drop barrels down, which would allow cold air in. The area also had a very strange atmosphere which it hadn't had when visited earlier in the night.
Turning our torches off (we weren't in total darkness due to moonlight shining through the barrel drop doors and an emergency exit light.) we created an energy circle and called out for any presence to make itself known. We were awarded with a soft tapping at the end of the corridor away from the barrel drop. We ruled out pipes as no visible pipes ran through this part of the cellar and the main pipe run was at the opposite end of the cellar. We had explored that area earlier in the night and it is behind a heavy wooden door which blocks out most of the noise. We had an interesting experience there which saw a member of the group run out at high speed.
Anyway back to the tapping. We called out again for the tapping to be repeated and it was, still faint and in the same location. One of the group pointed out a strange shadow that had appeared in the open doorway which joined the barrel run to the rest of the cellar, this was at the same end of the tunnel the tapping had been coming from. We all turned and every member of the group agreed that they could see a shadowy figure at the end of the corridor. From where I stood the shape of a body, shoulders and head could be seen clearly.
We were the only group in the basement at this time but shouted out to see if it was someone who had lost their group. We got no reply but the shadow appeared to move in our direction. We called out again encouraging the figure to approach us; it didn't but did stay in the same position before disappearing. It didn't fade or "walk" away. It was a case of there one minute gone the next.
We moved out of the main barrel run into a side room of the barrel run that was used for storage of old bar furniture. The doorway we used was the only entrance. Away from the two sources of light we'd had before this room was pitch black with the torches off. The moment we walked into the room the atmosphere became very heavy and to me felt hostile, other members of the group later confirmed that they felt unwelcome in the storage room.
We created a circle around an old table and called out for any one present to make themselves known. One of the group facing towards the back of the room said they could see red lights flashing, (Great that's the way my back was facing.) Calling out again we asked if he (the feeling we had was we had a male spirit with us) could do anything else. The sudden loud noise of wood scrapping across stone caused a few screams and numerous torches to be switched on. The table we had circled had visibly turned slightly. All members of the group denied accidentally touching the table so we turned our lights off and asked if he could do it again.
The feeling we got was the entity was a male and the same person who we had seen as a shadow earlier.
We waited and apart from red lights flashing at the back of the room only seen by the same person as earlier nothing happened so we asked, "If you want us to go do something to show us and we will leave."
This was quickly followed by the unquestionable sound of a coin bouncing and settling on the floor behind me. We quickly turned our torches back on and I went to investigate. The only thing I found that could have explained the noise was a 10 pence coin; this could have been here before we had entered but it was a very distinct noise.
Taking that as our queue we left the room and ended our vigil.