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After Mark had left in the morning – he couldn’t leave fast enough – I grabbed my video camera and set it up on my desk in the spare room where he had stayed the night. Then, after my amateur ghost hunting TV show introduction of asking whatever was in the apartment to make itself known, I set the camera down and left it running while I busied myself elsewhere.
After a few minutes of filming, I went for a shower. When I emerged from the bathroom, the door to the spare room was closed, and the camera caught it all. I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that. As soon as I saw the door was closed, I grabbed the camera and copied the video file over to my laptop to watch it.
I was amazed to see that around 11 minutes into the video, the door appears to close by itself. It wasn’t just a slow close either it was as if someone had tried to slam it. The door also didn’t swing back on its hinges; it appeared to catch and stayed that way until I opened it when I came out of the bathroom. I would later notice that the camera breaks up just after the door closes, distorting the bottom of the screen. This will be something I’ll discuss soon as the more videos I film, the more a pattern to this emerges.
With this activity, I wanted to continue filming. So I set the camera back up in the spare room for the rest of the day, but nothing of note occurred for the remaining time I filmed.
Unlike other times when something strange had happened, there was no odd feeling when I got out of the shower and saw the door closed, and for the remainder of the day, everything just felt “normal”.
The next day I had several experiences. Later in the evening, I was sat in the lounge watching a movie. As I sat there, I felt a chill come over the room. It wasn’t a drop in temperature, more a feeling. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a dark shape in the far corner of the room. The form didn’t move, and it wasn’t discernible as a person, but I could feel someone/something watching me. The hairs on the back of my next stood on end. Slowly, so as not to make any sudden moves, I picked up my phone and started to film in the corner. There wasn’t much light in the room, and the camera wasn’t the best, so all I ended up with was a dark video with me saying I could see something stood in the corner. This wasn’t really admissible as evidence, so I deleted the video and went back to my movie. The shape remained in the corner for maybe 10-15 minutes before it just disappeared, and the room went back to feeling right again.
The remainder of the night passed without anything further happening, and I actually got a good nights sleep.
The next day, however, was full of strange occurrences. I spent the day playing something in the lounge – I know, big shock for me – but was constantly being interrupted by either knocking sounds or weird feelings. When I would go to check out the sound, it would seem to come from somewhere else. I looked into whether the noise could be coming from outside or another flat, but when I went out of the front door – of my flat, not the building – and the noise would stop, it would resume when I stepped back inside. I tried to discount noises coming from pipes, but as it moved around when I did, I couldn’t see it being that. I was running out of reasonable explanations for what I was experiencing. I tried to film on this day, but I couldn’t get my camera to work, and the phone video didn’t really pick anything up.
I spent some time later that day trying to get my video camera working, and I decided that I would record some more tomorrow, but I would do it whilst I was out of the building.
In the meantime, though, I thought it would be good to upload the videos I had with unexplainable things on them to YouTube. I created a channel, “Gax’s Ghost”, and uploaded the videos I had. I wanted to get them out there for others to watch and give their opinion on. Even though I was doing all I could to explain what was happening with normal reasons, I wanted others to weigh in on it and tell me what they thought.
The next day, I woke up, set up the video camera in the spare room once again, and went out. When I got back, I would get the fright of my life.
The video discussed in this blog can be found here.
The story will continue next week