Narrated by an American named Al. Several years ago, as a student, he lived for several months in an old mansion in downtown Cleveland, Ohio.
It was one of the rare old houses in this industrial area and was known as a sinister place with ghosts and other paranormal things.
According to rumors, once upon a time this house had a notoriety as a brothel, and then it was bought by a local college and it was used as a housing for a student fraternity.
“When I moved there, I was told many tales about the oddities that happened here. I heard that the first owner of the house was killed in the bathroom on the 3rd floor, which was later turned into a closet. And then two students from the fraternity died here. One heard a loud shot in the street, as if from a cannon, and went out to see what was there. And then he was found shot and bleeding on the steps of the house. The second got into a fatal accident near the house.
I joined the fraternity during my first semester of college and spent most of my free time at this house. They had various weekend parties here. I moved to another accommodation at the end of my first year of study as I never had a good feeling in this house. I myself grew up in a house that was probably haunted and felt the same way.
I remember that I had a strange premonition in my dream before I moved into this mansion. In a dream, I walked to this house (which for some reason ended up on a high hill) on a stormy night with thunder, lightning and howling wind. And there were rats all over the place that fell with the rain. The premonition really came true, there really was a big problem with rodents.
I am a musician by profession and have spent a lot of time practicing the game wherever possible. Including the mansion. I remember, as soon as I started playing shortly after moving here, I felt that someone was standing next to me and looking at me. It was very unsettling and creepy, so I didn't play there anymore.
Then, after feeling that I was being watched, I had my first really paranormal experience in this house and it was connected with a poltergeist. I was sleeping at night in my room almost under the very roof, when I heard a creaking sound, as if something had opened. I thought it was a window and jumped out of bed to close it.
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It really was a window and it opened in a strange way, it was clearly not a gust of wind or accident. After that, I spent quite a few nights just lying and listening in fear to everything.
Then there was a spooky incident on Halloween. Together with the guys-students, there were girls with us and we spent the evening having fun and telling horror stories. And then we were interrupted by a strong shaking of the floor and walls. The whole house seemed to be shaking and we could hear a knock on the floor at the top of the stairs and wheezing in the walls. All the girls ran out of the house screaming, but we still did not understand what those noises were and where they were coming from.
There was a power outlet near the head of my bed and I used it by leaving my phone to charge overnight. At the same time, I put the phone on the shelf next to the head of the bed. And then one night I woke up from the fact that the phone fell on my head from the shelf. I woke up and thought he had fallen by accident and put it back on the shelf neatly. But after a couple of hours I woke up again from the fact that the phone fell on me.
Now I thought it didn't look like an accident anymore, but I pushed it back on the shelf again and then just lay there and waited. And then I felt that someone's invisible hand touched my shoulder. I was so terrified that I could not sleep for the rest of the night.
One night we threw a party here and I felt an urge to use the toilet, I went to the bathroom on the ground floor, next to which was the basement door. As I walked past the basement, I felt what I can describe as a strong wind blowing from the basement. This "wind" was an explosion of energy or paranormal force that pushed me out when I wanted to look up the basement stairs. Then I had a strange sensation, as if a spirit or some other entity had passed through my body.
Then the door of my room slammed shut by itself when I stood nearby and talked with two guys. And after that they looked at me in amazement, as if asking, “Have you seen this !?”.
And now about the most frightening, which I least want to remember. One day, after a hearty meal with friends, I felt tired and decided to go to bed early. The clock was around 19.30. As I lay in bed trying to relax, I heard a faint conversation.
It was a conversation between two voices inside my room. It was loud enough to distinguish the speech differences between the two different voices, but quiet enough that I couldn't make out what they were saying. This continued until I started getting images projected into my thoughts.
These images were not my own thoughts, I understood that perfectly. They were blended, intricate geometric shapes like a pentagram, with a baby in the middle attached to a strange umbilical cord that went into its mouth, nose, and ears. It was all very disturbing and I felt that it was very dark, angry. After seeing those images, I was convinced that I was dealing with something more than just a haunting ghost, something more dangerous.
On the weekend, I went to my mother's house and decided to pick up the cross from there, which hung in my bedroom as a child. I was raised a Catholic and believed that a crucifix could help protect me from evil forces by hanging it in my room in a fraternity house. But on the very first day when I hung it up, I saw in the evening that something had turned the cross over.
I was amazed and spent the next hour trying to reinstall it upside down. And it suddenly turned out to be impossible, there was simply no attachment to keep it that way. After that, I hung the cross on the nail in the correct position and for several days everything was calm. And then the cross just disappeared. I never found it.
One evening I was getting ready to go to bed and the lights in my room started turning on and off on their own. I was much more angry that time than scared. Probably by that time I was already a little used to such oddities. I got out of bed, crossed the room, turned off the light, and went back to bed. And then the light turned on again.
This time I was very angry with the one who was joking at me. When I went to the switch again, I said angrily out loud “Stop bothering me, I'm tired, leave me alone!”. The lights didn't turn on anymore and I got some behavior lesson. From the moment I managed to overcome this oppressive fear, it became easier for me to live here.
The winter in Cleveland was very cold that year. It was frosty even just to move from building to building, and the heating boiler in the brotherhood house broke down. My old friend suggested that I stay in his apartment for a while, until the boiler was repaired and I agreed. But then I started getting strange messages on my phone. First, text messages began to arrive from incomprehensible symbols, such as stars or spirals. Then the voice ones.
The number was never identified, and the voice in the messages was very low and sounded like electronic, a bit like radio interference. But it wasn't the voice that scared me. and his messages. There were two messages. He said one thing, "You will never leave," the second, "You will not run anywhere." I told my friend about it and he said that it was probably some psycho having fun. But I understood that everything is much worse here.
Eventually I finished my training season and left this house at the same time. During my life I have had many cases of encounter with the paranormal, but there was nothing more frightening than living in that house."
