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Posted: May 11 2011 at 21:59
As for spirits (be they ghosts, demons, or something beyond what we understand them to be), I'm pretty convinced that there is some validity to them. My wife had a lot of experiences with ghost-like things in her childhood in the Philippines, and while it's easy to write off a childs experiences, she has one particularly chilling story to tell that happened to her whole family, and basically ended up with everyone in the house (her sister, her cousins, her aunts, and I believe her grandmother) crowded on one bed and terrified.
My best friend has also had some experiences with ghosts, but he has an overractive imagination so I take some of them with a grain of salt. But apparently he's seen people, realised they shouldn't be there and looked again, and they were gone. Things like that.
Of course, I've had those niggling doubts - those moments where you feel like you're being watched, or like your not alone, when you shouldn't feel that way.
There has actually been one experience that happened to me that left a strong impact. Two years ago, at dusk, my wife (girlfriend at the time, Berni) and best friend (Lopi) were at the Othello Tunnels. These are tunnels that were blasted through the mountains for the train to go through, but they have since been shut down, the tracks removed, and turned into a tourist hike. It was late in the day, the sun was setting, and nobody else was there. Partway through the journey through the tunnels, I started to feel a bit of unease, This is of course to be expected because the tunnels are completely unlit, so whenever you go under a mountain you're in essential darkness. (I had brought the only light I had with me at the time, a book light, but it wasn't really useful at all).
Between the second and third of the tunnels, there is a bridge, and as we crossed it we heard a weird buzzing sound. Berni's camera also started to take pictures that were almost all orbs - in one, she took a picture of the tunnel ahead of us, and you could barely see it. Of course, there could be explanations; maybe the buzzing was insects that we couldn't see, maybe the orbs just dust reflecting the flash on her camera. Inside the third tunnel, she twice complained that her camera was on when she had turned it off.
On the way back, again on the bridge, Berni suddenly started pulling me forward chanting to herself "Don't look don't look don't look don't look", and we quickly walked into the next tunnel. Later, she described what she had seen as like a hat that looked very black, but when she got close it got taller as though it grew legs and stood up. Lopi then informed us that just before Berni had started pulling me, he had seen what he originally took for a turtle because of it's shape. It also looked black, and just as he had been wondering if turtles lived in rivers, it had slipped off a rock and into the river without leaving a splash. He said that when Berni described what she had seen it gave him goosebumps, because of how similar it was to what he had seen at the same time.
Lopi also claims that, as we were going through the last tunnel on the way back, he heard footprints behind us. So convinced was he of this fact that he actually asked Berni and I if we were throwing rocks behind us to scare him.
The next year we went again around the same time, this time with Lopis new girlfriend Jenna, who had heard the tale and was curious. The three of us didn't experience much of anything but Berni got really spooked and at one point told us not to look at the river or behind us, and told us to just keep walking forward. Later she claimed that she had seen something on the river following us, a shadowy form walking on the water. It had also seemed as though the shadows behind us were moving towards us (she says). As we drove away, she also claimed to feel as though her wrists were bound, and it was only by miming the act of cutting a rope tied around them with scissors, and doing a little bit of reiki, that we were able to make the feeling go away.
In both these instances I never really experienced much myself other than the sense of unease, but Berni is convinced that we should never return there because the spirits remember us. It's odd because after the first time, we asked in a couple of the nearby towns if there were any tales of hauntings there but nobody knew anything. The tunnels are a place ripe for those kind of stories though, since they are carved through mountains and you spend a lot of time just walking through darkness.
