The venue I have turned into a theater for live productions, the Historic Lowry House in Huntsville, Alabama, has been shuttered for the past three months due to the ‘Rona. This past weekend it opened again for a sold-out paranormal investigation of the sort we host there on occasion. Conducting such an investigation while maintaining social-distancing and guaranteeing everyone’s safety was a bit of a challenge, but we pulled it off. I was not in charge of the investigation. I was just there to help facilitate things. The Southern Ghost Girls paranormal investigation and entertainment group was in charge, and I’d say that things went well. There was a problem early on with this one asshat who arrived drunk and seemed determined to disrupt the proceedings, but thankfully he left before he had to be thrown out. Oh, and my friend Lesley, owner of the Southern Ghost Girls, was attacked by a spirit. But, then, one goes into these type things hoping for *something* to happen, so I guess you could count that as a win.
The Lowry House has several spirits, but none of them are aggressive or harmful. This entity, Lesley (who is a sensitive) assured me, followed her there, or followed someone there, and left when that person left. I’m glad. It wasn’t the type entity I would care to associate with on the regular.
I am, despite my personal experiences with the paranormal, a skeptic by nature. But I was standing, talking to Lesley, when she exclaimed “Ow!” and began to rub her arm. She had been scratched and the scratch was bleeding. There was no one else around. She did not brush up against anything. One second she was fine and the next she was bleeding. I saw it with my own two eyes.
We saged the House that night before we all went home. Just to be on the safe side.