Haunt Spots Explorer extraordinaire “E” created a wonderful write-up of her recent Caper Company ghost tour and has given me permission to re-post it on our Haunts Blog.
A Haunt Spots tour is an opportunity to spend a good amount of time exploring real Wisconsin haunts, so naturally E’s account of her night of ghost hunting is pretty extensive. So, we decided to post it in serial form. Here’s part the first.
“My Haunt Spots Caper”
With one bag for my exploring gear and one bag for my first aid kit, I considered myself prepared, although this certainly fell under the category of “packing light” for me. I always come prepared, and I always arrive early. This was my first time taking a Haunt Spots Tour from Caper Company, so I didn’t want to leave any details to chance. (At least, no more than I was already signing up for!)
7:00pm
My two partners and I gathered in front of a crackling fireplace and listened to the “before you go” audio track before heading out in my car. It rained for a little while, and we suddenly wished we’d packed some of those warm chocolate chip cookies we’d left by the fire. Arriving at our first Haunt Spot destination, we found it cold, dark, and damp. We parked, shut off the engine, and listened to the corresponding audio track. It sounded like there was a lot of activity here! We got out, looked at our surroundings, and excitedly took some photos of each other. We were feeling eager to test our steel by setting off into the unknown. With our gear in hand and slung over shoulder, we headed down the hill into the darkness. Although the immediate area was deserted and still, it was comforting to see and hear the freeway in the distance, reminding us that we were still near civilization.
As we came into close range of the haunted area, I took a photo of the building that loomed before us. You can’t see the building in my photo because it’s too dark, even with the flash. But what the photo did capture was a Great and Terrifying Mist! (Susan Scot Fry note: Click this link for the photo!) My partners tried their cameras, but no mist appeared in their photos. I took a second photo too, but there was no more mist. We never even saw it with our eyes.
As we walked farther into the area, the three of us suddenly heard a distinct human male voice shout “Hey!” from behind us. Assuming we’d been seen by a security guard, we walked back to the intersection where we could make ourselves visible. Although we stood there for a good minute and looked intently back toward the parking lot, there was absolutely no one there. So we continued walking in.
To Be Continued…
(Continued from Part the First)
