So, hearing a male voice when there wasn’t a male was…interesting. As we all walked up the stairs from the basement I felt like a child again, not wanting to be the last one up and my back feeling so exposed to whatever might be down there. Because of the male voice on the recording the paranormal team determined that perhaps the energies were more interested in communicating via EVP so we did a few more sessions in the same room of the basement.
Carl, the only man on the team and who according to him the spirits care less to communicate with, decided to give it a try. So Carl, my mom, and I went down to the basement. Carl had barely started the EVP session when we heard Paris call from upstairs that the monitor had gone completely blank. Everything else was running but the monitor had simply turned off. Jokingly (though I took him very seriously), Carl said that whatever was in the basement wasn’t interested in talking to him.
There were experiences that others had making it difficult for me to write about them because it wasn’t my own person having the experience. Two people saw a shadow in the basement and asked for it to leave as it was not healthy to still be there. Another person saw a full bodied figure walk near the Cottage. While I did not see the shadow with my own two eyes I saw the reaction of the person who did and not even Meryl Streep could fake that.
By 2:00 in the morning we were all wiped out. We decided to break everything down and call it a night. I don’t know if the paranormal team were disappointed in the lack of evidence or if this was a typical investigation for them. Perhaps, when they get back home and review all of the video footage and EVP sessions something else will pop-up that nobody caught in the moment.
Before the team left they assured me that whatever was in the house meant no harm. As I looked at them wide-eyed, just a little panicked, Paula told me that when a spirit makes itself known it’s almost as if seeing a mouse; it’s totally unexpected and you may startle but then you calm down (although if I do see a mouse I know two household pets who have failed miserably at their job). I’ll have to get back to you on exactly how I react to that first time seeing a spirit but I have a feeling it won’t be pretty. I can say that while the events of the night weren’t so terrifying I still did not leave with a sense of belonging in the house. Marcus travels so much and I just know the first night he is gone I’ll be calling my ride or die biatch to stay with me (because I’m fairly certain mom is out after this night).
In the end there was just enough evidence and just enough inexplicable occurrences that there is no way to deny the existence of something in the house. Sligo’s land is ancient, it’s foundation is nearly 260 years old, the house itself is 130 years old. Imagine what has come and gone on that land from ancient peoples, to wars, to births and deaths.
For a slightly more cheery end to this story both of my girls came running into my room the morning after and asked, as if it were Christmas, “Did you see a ghost?!” When I told them I had not they left, thoroughly disappointed. I don’t know what Marcus was so worried about. They clearly think Casper the Ghost is there.