It's me again! and I have a lot to say. I'd appreciate getting some comments on this, since it's probably the weirdest thing to ever happen to me. First, for those who ignore me/don't know me/think I'm a figment of their imagination, I live in Ohio. It's full of ghost stories, and for almost three years, I believe, I've been investigating the history behind local urban legends. I also have a website, where I keep meaning to document my findings.. but um. I get lazy.
Here in Southwestern ohio, perhaps the most known ghost story is: The light. It's the most cliche story ever told, and I've heard several variations of it from all over the country. It's especially hard for me to take this story seriously since it comes straight from a college town, which are full off shenanigans! Well, to get to my point, here's our local version of a "Light" story, copy and pasted from Ohioexploration.com:
" - This haunting comes from just outside of Oxford. The story goes that two forbidden lovers would meet up a certain driveway along the road. The girl take her father's car and pull out to the end of the road and flash her lights three times to signal to her boyfriend to come over. One night as he began down the road, a young boy was riding his bicycle in the road. The boyfriend, riding a motorcycle, didn't see the boy until it was too late. Both the boy and the boyfriend died. The girl later hang herself in the barn, of which, on remnants remain. It is said that if you go to the spot where the girl would flash her lights, and flash your lights three times towards the road, you can see small flashing red lights (the reflectors off the bicycle) and then a motorcycle headlight coming down the road. Some have even reported seeing many flashing lights, like at the scene of an accident, after the headlight disappears "
Well heck! What's not to love?! So for the longest time, my friends and I have been investigating this story. First we had trouble finding the correct road, then for well over a year we apparently had the wrong spot on the road. In another version of the story, the girl supposably haunted her house also on this road, but it was burnt down. We actually found some burnt remains, but nothing I honestly think was a real house. Just a barn, with a tasteful rope haging from a broken rafter! But, finally, a friend explained to me that the way it works is you park in front of (Still inhabited) house on the road, and flash the lights, not this empty lot we were going to. This made me awfully suspicious, and I was ready to bust this myth faster than Adam and Jamie.. er.. on a good day.
So last thursday night, my friend and I decided we were going to beat this myth. I grabbed my video camera, two walkie talkies, and we made a plan. my friend, Tony, would drive, and I would get out of the car and station myself further up the road, then Tony would get in position, and flash the lights while the video camera recorded everything he saw, and I'd radio him if I saw any cars coming. We gathered the equipment, and headed out. After a stop at burger king (Mmm.. grease and salt), we made it to Oxford-Milford road at about 9:50 PM, which is lined with country houses, and other places I thought for sure could be an obstacle. But once you're far back on that road, it's pretty dark. The houses are all down hill, and covered in bushes, with few house lights I can remember. We pulled up to the correct spot.. and flashed out lights.
Sure enough, and much to my disbelief, there it was! A single, bluish-white light seemed to actually make it's way down the road. I mistook it for a car and cried out "Tony! Car coming! Turn your car back on, we don't want an accident!" Well, luckily, he knew better. This light just faded in and out from ontop of a hill, perhaps a yard away from our car, never actually coming down at us. I fumbled with my video camera the whole time. The oddest thing, as Tony pointed out to me, was that the light was straight ahead of us, and yet our car's windshield showed a reflection that looked like headlights when passing behind trees! Or, as Tony described it, "like it's underwater."
Well, the light faded away, and we drove up the road looking for clues... aaand immediately drove back! However, this time we pulled into a drive way and turned around to face the direction the light would be coming from, only to find "The Light" was already shining back at us, before we even turned off our engine, or even our headlights! It was odd though.. the light was incredibly bright, this was obviously no idiot with a flash light pulling our leg.. and yet, I was incredibly suspicious. So I gave out a war cry ("I'M KICKING YOUR BUTT, LIGHT!") and Tony charged our chariot towards the light to find.. nothing.
Up the road, we saw a car coming, so finally I realized "Ok, there must be a reflection! That's it, cars that are coming down the road must be reflecting off something! Ha! Genius!) and so I hopped out of the car, and stood to the side of the road. Tony circled back around to the correct spot, and shut the car off. He flashed his lights, and we waited. He reported nothing. Then finally, I saw some headlights coming down the road, and expected Tony to radio with me "ALEX! LIGHT!" ..but nothing. Really. a big truck with monster head lights straight out of a Steven King novel was gunning down the road, and eventually turned off of it, but Tony saw nothing but darkness.
So, hopping back into the car, we drove around looking for anything. Eventually, we both realized there was a light behind us, and thought it was a car. We.. were wrong. Tony realized what I thought was a car behind us had the "watery glow" and so he pulled over. Again, this light faded in an out, and just seemed to hover brightly about a yard away from us. It was then I realized something, I didn't see just the blue-ish white light, but also a yellow light that blinked. Like a turning signal! So again, I was convinced this was a car returning to their home. Heck, we weren't even in the designated spot to flash our lights! It was like it followed us this whole time! So, we drove off to the "correct spot" and out of curiousity, we flashed our lights while the engine was on. This time, nothing happened, so we finally left.
The next day, I had a friend at Miami University in Oxford hit the libraries for me. (I got friends in looooow plaaaces! ... Sorry. My attempt at a joke) and immediately, he ran into a librarian who had an entire manila folder full of people who saw "the light." And yet, there are NO records of a motorcycle accident, or a house burning down. Heck, the librarian lived in Oxford for 30 years and claimed she never "even heard of an ambulance going down that road."
So, that leaves me with this. I have a dvd handycam, with a dvd-r that now contains footage of a so-called magic light. Not the best footage, mind you, but it's a .vob file that I'd like to figure out how to convert into something I can put on youtube or something. (Help with that would be great, if anyone is still reading this!) Also, I plan on making a daytime trip to the road in hopes to look for any visible explenations, or talk to some people about the light (At least, anyone who doesn't look like they'd rip my head off for asking since I'm sure oxford residents hate college students), and I'd also like to try getting better footage of "the light" in action. Anyways, hope that interests anyone, and if anyone has any suggestions of something I should look into, lay them on me!