Ready Or Not, Here I Come

In a previous post of mine I wrote about an experience that took place on the farm my mother is living on. Very little has taken place on the property until recently.

In February I took my son out to visit my mother as we do at least twice a month. He was happily running around the place, smashing mole hills, digging holes, climbing trees, the usual things a suburban kid will do when let loose in the wide open. My mother and I were close by, giggling at his shenanigans and chatting about the usual farm things such as the drought we are experiencing, what to plant where and when and brainstorming on how to create rain catchment areas for the greenhouses. She wanted to show me her progress with one of our previous ideas down at the last greenhouse. I called out to my son to come with us but he had found an old rope swing and was too busy having fun so I told him to not wonder off too far, we'd be back in a bit.

On our way back up, I was deep in conversation with my mother when out of the corner of my eye I see movement to my left. I turned my head just in time to see my son duck behind one of the rain water tanks next to the main house. It couldn't have been more that 3 or 4 meters away from where we were. Thinking he was playing a game of hide and seek, I called out, "Ready or not, here I come," and took a step in that direction. At this exact moment, my son comes running out from around a bush to my right, about 12 meters away from where we were.

I stood there with my mouth hanging open, looking from the tank to my son to my mother, in total confusion saying, "But... Did you see... What?!"

I suddenly realised that the boy I saw duck behind the tank, although looking exactly like my son, was wearing a blue top but my son was wearing a red top with The Flash on the front.

Now I know the little bugger is quick, but there was no way he could have run from behind the water tank while changing his top to one we didn't even have with us and pop out from where he did.

My mother just stood there with a bemused look on her face. I asked her if she had seen what I had. She said no, but lately they were experiencing quite a lot of apparitions on the farm and they all seemed to be happening in an easterly to westerly direction following the natural underground water system. There is quite a large aquifer below the farm. My mother is of the opinion that the running water below ground has created a "path/channel" of energy the apparitions are following, or perhaps the energy that is created is allowing them to become more visible?

On a side note:

Not too far from the farm was once a field of battle (Battle of Blaauwberg, 1806) when the British took the Cape from the Batavian Republic. The battle lasted for 10 days and had a death toll of around 500 men. It is believed by many that some of the souls of those dead soldiers still roam the area. There have been sightings of uniformed men at the original well that was constructed by the soldiers stationed there and there is still an old fort on the summit of Blaauwberg hill. I've been in the fort when it was still open to the public and can honestly say there was a definite sense of sadness, fear and defeat in that place.