This footage wasn’t from the night I was there, but my people saw (a) door(s) opening as well, while watching the monitor from the safe room. I didn’t see it myself that night, but just the idea that someone there with me saw it was enough to sufficiently creep me the fuck out.
The doors there were pretty solid and none of them seemed loose on their hinges.
We’re meeting up next Saturday to go over the evidence culled from the investigation. One of the girls commented on the Meetup site and said that she and her friend picked up some EVPs from one of the recordings they had in a classroom that night. I’m probably going to pee my pants.
I still have so much to tell you guys about that night! Finally went through my unfocused, blurry photos. Didn’t really see anything but I also have absolutely no idea what I’m looking for. My new ghost hunting friend Jimmy Wenger said I can share some of his photos on here, though.
I’m way more into this than I thought I would be! I know I have been causing Henry’s eyes to roll a lot this past week like dice in an alley, because it’s all I’ve been able to talk about. I think mostly it just feels nice to be a part of something. (Here is where the studio audience would all coo a canned “Awwww” in tandem.)
And now I’m going roller skating. I’m having my birthday party there this summer. Ya’ll better be there.