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From netcom.com!ix.netcom.com!howland.reston.ans.net!vixen.cso.uiuc.edu!uchinews!apollo!orion.it.luc.edu!dcorsi Tue Nov 8 12:19:43 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.folklore.ghost-stories:8399 Path: netcom.com!ix.netcom.com!howland.reston.ans.net!vixen.cso.uiuc.edu!uchinews!apollo!orion.it.luc.edu!dcorsi From: dcorsi@orion.it.luc.edu (David O. Corsi) Newsgroups: alt.folklore.ghost-stories Subject: **HAUNTING** Date: 8 Nov 1994 00:15:54 GMT Organization: Loyola University of Chicago Lines: 100 Message-ID: <39mfvq$j7p@apollo.it.luc.edu> NNTP-Posting-Host: orion.it.luc.edu X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.2 PL2] First of all this is not just a true story, it is an on going occurence. This tale is long but for those of you who read our story, and respond with any help, we thank you in advance. I am a student at Loyola University Chicago and am living in one of the newer dorms here (3 years old), named Simpson. I will from here on in refer to our dorm as Simpson. I also live on the second floor, a floor in which for the past month and a half has been the realm of strange occurences. We ignored them for awhile, until only last Friday, when we made contact with an entity. The contact is backed up by witnesses and PHYSICAL documentation. This is the story. I have changed the names of several of the keys players in this story at their request. Steve and John live down the hall from me. For the past month they have experienced strange happenings in their room. A phone which sits on a small table has repeatedly flew across the room. While Steve and John were in the room. In one occasion, Steve told a friend, Autumn, that he thought it had to be the window near the phone causing it to fall off. After all why wouldn't anything else fall? Within 5 minutes as Steve and Autumn talked in the room, another phone, across the room from the first, crashed to the floor. Other strange occurences up to that point included, falling CD racks, and on one occasion, an entire side of the room being trashed when no one was in the room for a weekend. One other occurences happened when a lamp shade was removed from a lamp, and over and over reappeared on the lamp when NO ONE could have entered the room. This leads to last weekend. On Friday night 6 members of our dorm were bored and decided to play with a Ouija board in Steve and John's room. What happened next has led some individuals in our dorm to sleep with Bibles, and pictures of Jesus in front of their rooms. (I am sorry if I am telling this story in a melodramitic fashion, but it is true.) Steve and John asked if the ghost was present. They were holding the pointer. The answer was yes. Over the course of hours, the following was learned: the ghosts name is Kale, he refuses to answer other background questions, he knows about many things going on in our dorm but resides in Steve and John's room. Many intresting things were asked. He was asked if there was a spirit in my friend Eric's room. He said no, but when repededly pressed he answered Yes, Tekmo. This is funny because my friend plays an old game, Tecmo Bowl on his Nintendo. He is addicted. The ghost was trying to be funny and when asked how he new about Tecmo Bowl he said he heard it from Steve talking. This is intresting because it explains why Tecmo was spelled Tekmo. Other things were asked that only one person in the room could know, and they were not allowed to have their hands on the pointer. The answers were always correct. But it doesn't stop there. A candle had been lit and it was dead still at the beginning of the session with the Ouija. The room was still with all the vents off. When Steve would speak the candle flame would instantly bend 90 degrees toward him. When Steve asked Kale to have the candle flame point up, it did. When someone else spoke the candle would bend towards them. At the end of the Ouija session (if there is intrest I can transcribe the session as a posting) Steve went to blow the candle out, but could not. No matter how hard they tried it would not go out until the 5th or 6th try when Steve's face was almost in the flame blowing. They said goodbye to Kale, for the moment. But it wasn't the end by any means. The next night after checking out books from our science libary to understand how to perform a sayonce (please excuse my spelling.) They regathered once again and linked hands. A microcassette recorder used to tape classes was placed in the middle of the circle. Many questions were asked and once again the candle flame moved towards the person speaking. But no answers were heard. UNTIL the tape was rewound and played. This is a translation of the sections that are revelant: Eric: Who do you wish to speak to Kale? (Flame moves toward Steve) Eric (to Steve): Just you. KALE: YES! (Very smooth strong whisper, sounds like it's right next to the recorder while the people sound distant) Steve: Just me. Later after repeated questions on why a guitar had been knocked over: Eric: Why did it fall Kale? John: Why? KALE: (sigh and heavy breathing as if frustrated.) (Eric and John keep asking and the breathing continues until the questioning stops) Later: Steve: Why do you always knock things over? Why don't you knock things over when I ask? (Nothing is happening but the following sequences happens quickly) Steve: Do you only do things when you want to? (pause) KALE: I SUPOSE SO. (sounds bored, middle age, very distinct voice) Steve: Or only on demand? (remember Steve said the two questions quickly and the voice can only be heard on the tape.) So this is my story here at Loyola. It has been two days since the last attempted contact. We will again, and will update you on our situation. Kale says he is not evil, he says two other non-evil spirts inhabit our dorm too. Is what we are doing dangerous? Has anyone heard of things like this happening? Thanks for listening. ******************************************************************************** David O. Corsi dcorsi@orion.it.luc.edu Loyola University Chicago I'm italian and that's all ya need to know ********************************************************************************