With a story like this, where exactly do I start? I have always held an interest in the paranormal, and this one evening in St. Augustine, I decided I would attempt to perform a paranormal investigation and get my toes wet, and see what it was all about. After all what was the worst that could happen right?
Well I went ahead and signed up and listened to the leader initially tell us about the tools that we would be using and explaining what type of activities other people have experienced, and was led inside the old jail, and shown some photographs that people have caught on location, and was told some key phrases that others have noticed would bring out a reaction from the spirits, and armed with that knowledge, I went ahead and grabbed some equipment and went out into the old jail, to see what was hiding in the shadows for me to locate.
Now, I did have a spirit box, and I had been warned about the crawler, and decided that the first location I would go to check out would be the location of solitary confinement. Mostly because in the back of my mind, my thoughts are that if there was somewhere holding a lot of energy it should be down there, where people were held by themselves, and also, that happened to be the location of where the death row was, as prisoners waited to go out to the gallows. Makes perfect sense that there should be some energy there right?
I definitely was in for a treat down there to be perfectly honest. As I was recording and running my spirit box, I happened to notice that spirit orbs started to frequently fly by me. Especially once the name of the sheriff that ran the jail was mentioned, however to my disappointment, not much was coming through the spirit box, so maybe I wasn't asking the right questions. However, I did capture on camera, the sounds of feet shuffling, that I had heard with my own ears, and later on, when reviewing footage, heard a growl off to the side on camera.
To be fair, I never felt quite alone in this location, as I always felt like someone was watching me, or standing next to me. All that led down to one burning question in my mind as I left that location that night. What secrets are hiding in those walls, and what sort of evidence can I find if I was to return one day and reinvestigate?