A haunted prison in Western Virginia
LOcated in Moundsville West Virginia is a prison with maximum safety in the state of ancient west Virginia. Now this prison has a long and sometimes violent story. The prisoners were murdered for their purposes by other prisoners, during riots, and above all, they were death on the electric chair “Old Sparky”, which was built by a prisoner from this object. The prison is now closed, but you can still visit them, and if you are brave enough, you even spend the night there, which I plan to do after returning the state.
This story concerns the Day Light Tour, which I went from the object when I was a correction officer in West Virginia. When we received the initial briefing about the facility, we could go alone and almost go where we want, even places where public opinion is not allowed. While visiting the object, I was in the prison episode known as Shack Sugar Shack, apparently where some of the worst criminals were located. At that time I was the only person in this section of the prison and when I was on the third level, checking some ancient cells when they doubled under me, the cell door closed.
Now this would not be surprised if it wasn't for the fact that all the door was immediately closed, what they should do, but they are controlled by the lever from the central place where I saw from the point of view and nobody was there, and the lever was still in the UP position. Taking this for a clue, I left this section of the prison and went down to the basement and location of the hole, it was a place that, as they say, led some prisoners. During my stay in the basement I still felt that someone was following me, and when I approached the hole, a sense of fear and despair almost overwhelmed me. I kept my senses and started going deeper into the basement. I got a figure, right in the shade, moving from right to left, which should have brought them to the featherlight, which was not much, but they never appeared and I did not see them to go the other way.
Once again I took it as a hint to leave. From there I went to the medical and dental department in the object, there were no physical events, but a sense of feeling over this area. All this led me to the conviction that something is still standing behind the walls of this prison and that they would never be able to leave. I will make the whole night of hunting for the spirit of this object and plan to take video and audio equipment and see if I can capture something in a movie or tape.
Terrifying fingers at 3:00
INHen I was teenage, about 11-12 years, I just moved to a modern home. On the first night we spent the night, I had to sleep on the couch, because my bed was not in my modern room yet. I was lying there on the couch, trying to sleep, but I couldn't, so I got up and got some water. I looked at the clock and it showed 3:00 in the morning. When I lay down, I felt something running like my fingers. I looked and nothing was there. At first I thought it was just a spider until I felt it. This time it was on my shoulder. I screamed and fell into my mother's room. For about a month I felt my fingers on my back and my arm exactly at 3:00 am. One night, instead of touching me, something really me and I started bleeding like crazy.
After that we had an event. I recently returned to this house. I went inside and it was strange that I came back there. When I fell asleep that night, I felt my fingers rubbed against my back and then my shoulder. I looked at the clock and it was exactly 3:00 in the morning. Two weeks have passed and I'm afraid of death.
Please, if you know why this is happening, tell me.
Piano
ANDIn my city there is a huge residence on the edge of the park, it is open to visitors and people who want to go through many rooms, there are trips, etc. When I was about 10 years aged, my class at school went to him one day. As with most gigantic houses, he is surrounded by ghost stories. The story was that a teenage woman lived there and her father did not approve her lover, so she hung in a huge main room from a banistra on the balcony. Now you know what the children are, all guys in my class said they saw the spirit of Bla Bla Bla. I didn't really believe it until I went to utilize the bathroom. I entered the bathroom, it was empty and looked at myself in the mirror and suddenly all the door on the stalls slammed and closed. All. Of course, this scared me, so I threw the door and returned to my class. But nobody believed me.
I returned home at the end of the day and decided to go back to the residence and look around. I looked through most of the rooms, I had a strange feeling as if I was watched all the time. It was very frosty, even though it was summer. I visited the place where the woman allegedly hung up. After a while I found a round room wrapped in red curtains, and in the middle of the room there was a great, great, gigantic piano away from me. Then I heard music, a snail-paced depressed melody published from the piano and heard a woman singing, sang: “Servo meus animus vox of piano” I didn't know what it meant at that time, red curtains began to blow, as if there was a nice wind in the room. “Servo meus animus vox vocis of piano is Latin for” Save my soul ” Voice of the Piano. “