I live in the country and have for several years. I live on one of my dad's rental properties. Next door to me is one of his properties that has stayed empty since the former owner died 8 years ago.
My brothers stayed there one night 5 years ago and swore up and down that the house we call "Rudy's" was haunted. They spoke about hearing voices, having their blankets yanked off multiple times, and hearing footsteps above then, when no one else was there.
I've always thought they were drunk idiots, until last December when my youngest brother Mike came over to my place drunk and said we should go ghost hunting. I was shocked because of how petrified him and Cody my other brother were after that night. But was excited. I decided to take my dog Sam with me; as I always feel safer with him around me.
We entered through the basement and began walking around. I was recording and asking if anyone wanted to speak to us all they had to do was speak into the phone. I also took video and pictures. As we walked underneath what would be the kitchen I heard above us; a man and a woman's voice talking as if they were having a conversation. I was unable to hear what they were saying but Mike who was right next to me heard nothing. From the get go Sam was spooked but it only got worse the higher we went.
Rudy's has a large 5 room basement, which I call the first floor, then there's the kitchen and dining/living room on the main floor (second floor) Above that is 4 large bedrooms (third floor) and above that is the attic (fourth floor). Nothing really happened until we got to the 3rd floor (bedrooms). I have no idea why, but for some reason I have always felt uncomfortable on the 3rd floor. When I am outside I don't like to look at the house; especially the 3rd floor. I always feel as if I'm being watched. There is one bedroom neither I, nor Sam would enter. I just didn't like the feel of it.
We made our way to the attic. As we go to the top of the stairs I began taking pictures and video. The whole time Sam had his hackles raised and his tail between his legs so I decided we should leave.
We got back to my place and were looking through the pictures I had taken and one, that I had taken in the attic had a woman, with shoulder length brown hair, facing us with her head turned towards my brother who was about ten feet to my left. She had what looked like a white shirt on and at her waist was either blue jeans or a blue skirt that went to the floor. To the right of her and down at her hips is what I can only describe as a big black wolf/dog creature. What's so disturbing about the picture to me is that the "wolf" is staring straight at me. And to the left of the woman looks like a tumbleweed. When you turn the phone sideways it resembles a skull! I can honestly say I was terrified beyond belief.
I also listened to the recordings of us walking through the house and asking any spirits who wanted to contact us to speak into my phone. What we heard on the recording sends goosebumps down my back every time I listen to it. There's ten minutes worth of us talking to each other and at the 2:34 part you can hear me say if there's anyone hear that wants to speak to us please speak into this phone. And a couple seconds after that there's this whisper that says one word. "Rendezvous". I've tried to discreetly find out some history on the house as I can't ask my dad as he doesn't believe in ghosts.
Mike said he could hear heavy breathing next to me in the video. To him it sounded like a person with asthma breathing every time I talked as if whatever is in Rudy's is attracted to me.
Also, I have the EVP and ghost picture but they are on my other phone. I have a new phone but can try to get a picture of my old phone's picture if people would want to see it.
Mike told me that same night at my place after leaving Rudy's that he saw a dark shadow stand behind me as we stood in my kitchen and then it shot down my hallway. I would greatly appreciate input. Should I be worried that there's a possible ghost? What is that black dog want? Why did it stare malevolently at me?
One last point. Two years ago some friends and I got drunk, made a Ouija board out of a beer box (yes, I know, we're idiots) and went to Rudy's attic to try and contact spirits. Absolutely nothing happened and I burned the box and glass we used afterwards. I've never done anything so stupid since either. But did we open a door to the other side? The woman and dog are standing in the exact spot where we played the Ouija board though.