my paranormal nightmare

five friends, two dead, one in prison, another missing, and then theres me. as long as i live i'll never forget those nights and how we thought that wondering cemetery's late at night with our cameras and meters and recorders.
with the hopes of seeing something are having a experience we could all remember forever. all we ever wanted to do was prove that there is life after death.

we have had six outings where we had caught little things, orbs or hazes around certain headstones. then came the oxford stone cemetery, built in 1845 in claresville california, it was the final resting place of over 9 hundred deceased, closed down in 1957, it lay dorment for more than30 years before its re-opening. but while it sat abandoned many horrible events took place on the graveyard grounds.

and now here we are getting ready for our outting to oxford stone. the group i have surrounded myself with are a bunch of guys i feel safe going out to haunted spots with.
first theres the two brothers tony and alex tony the level headed techno boy up on all the latest ghost hunting gizmos, then alex the warm hearted anti-hero who loves anything dangerous, and ty the very timid victim of peer pressure, who would rather be sitting in his favorite chair watching t.v. than creeping around some boneyard at 3:am, then paul the skeptic the one who only goes to de-bunk evrything we do, and to tell us how stupid we are, but he's a pal so he's always ready to go, and finally me
allen the one who just loves being out with his friends having fun and being scared to death.

we arrive in front of the cemetery gates at ten to twelve the witching hour as belived my the ghost hunters.we ready our gear and get into our prayer circle, alex leads us in our prayer as he always does,
we enter and break into two teams, one team takes E.V.P'S
digital camera snaps, the other takes video and E.M.F readings.

about an hour and a half into the investigation we hear wht sounds like the moansd of an old woman, the first team radios to us but theres alot of static, alex and myself who makeup team 2 is frozen with fear.
the moans or now circling us. paul tony and ty finally get to us there eyes wide open. what i yell whats wrong. paul blurts out i gotta get outt'a here man, this aint cool.

again i ask this time with more of a stern tone, tell me whats going on guys. tony steps forward and begins to tell me about what happen out there. we went around the crematorium, the light inside went on and smoke started rising from the smoke stack. we kneeled down and started recording the building. we started hearing the moans of an old woman, whoa i interupted him, an old woman i said, uh huh, go on i said, thats where paul should take over, paul visible shaken and stammering his words, i dont wanna talk about it, ty stands up and tells what went on.

paul was holding the emf meter when the thing spiked higher than ever before and then it went dead. he then said it felt like someone was hugging him very tightly, and he smelled orange blossoms. and as we were trying to leave a shodow rose from inside the building staring right at us. the light went off and the smoke stopped.

as we stood around talking of what was going on alex brought up the fact that nobody knew where we were. oh thanks alex thats just what i wanted to hear, i said.

we decided to call it a night and go review our findings.
as we were walking towards tonys truck i felt this sense of something watching us. i couldnt get into that truck fast enough. once inside and on the road, we started listing to our digital voice recorders. and we heard something awful, and thats when the nightmare started.

we heard the following i killed them and now its your turn to die. the voice was that of a raspy man in his fortys.
we sat silent for the remainder of the ride home.

about a mile from home ty goes crazy he starts saying why did we go this what the hell is wrong woth us, then alex has this look of terror on his face, what tony said what is it man, the prayer the closing prayer, ohh my god i said. thast bad guys, you see the closing prayer is most important, in it it states that all spirits evil or good may not attach itself to you and do its evil. oh no tys says with his head in his hands.

we all started praying but it was too late, much too late.
the evil ha dbeen unleashed.over the next few days i began to see things and hear things, tony called me and told me i should come over to his house fast. when i pulled up i noticed that all the other guys cars were there.
once inside the guys were sitting in our research room.
whats going on, shh ton y says just sit and watch, he turned the light off and played a video of the night.

it was the crematorium footage, and what i saw was gut wrenching, it looked like a mans withered face with hollow eyes right in front of tony, ty and paul staring at them.
then he moves towars paul and puts these long shadowy arms around paul and opens its mouth around pauls face.

then he shows me the pictures we were taking the moment of the moans we heard. and pretty much the same thing blurry face with no eyes. but it looks like sees laughing at us. then theres one where she has a awful face standing right behind alex.

he then shows me pictures of his house that he took. he was in his bathroom with the lights out and in the flash there was the man next too him looking right at him.

i stand up what are we gonna do. paul braks down and starts crying i cant handle this stuff man, i gotta get some air. dont go i say, we shouldnt seperate until we figure something out. no i'm done with this ghost thing allen you can go to hell i'm sick of it. he runs out.

let him go said alex, he just needs time to relax this is alot to swallow at once. while we try to get back to wroking this out we hear a loud crash, we all get up and run outside. down the street we run towards the noise,.

once there we see pauls car crushed by a large semi truck.
we all go up to the car, he was impaled by a rod that flew off the truck, right through his mouth. tony takes out his phone and snaps a couple of pics,what are you thinking tony yells ty, thats our friend.

tony syas i knew it look you guys, a reflection in the windsheild its the blurry figure same as before no eyes and large open mouth. aw man i say what the hell, this is outta control.

a week after pauls funeral we made a vow to never go out hunting again, we were sitting at a local bar in our town talking about what has happen, ty says he feels like he's losing his mind, i cant even sleep, i take pills to stay awake, i hate the dark, i cant even look at a cemetery.
he then starts to yell and scream, not even making sense. we try and calm him down but he went nuts, trying to fight us, he jumps up and runs out, let him go says alex i cant take this, just let him go. we never say ty again.

that night i was laying in my bed in total silence, when my phone rings and scares the hell out of me. hello i answer, its alex can i talk too you, yes i say where are you, out front. i push aside my curtain to reveal his late model mercedes. i put on a robe and go outside, whats up alex, i say. he's clutching his steering wheel very tight. hay buddy i rub his shoulder. he jumps back and looks at me. we should've never went out there, i know man, i said.

he opens the door and emerges. tony loaded his guns and went to oxforb stone , what i yelled, his putta his mind.
who knows, who cares. as i look closer at alex he has bags under his eyes and his hair is soaked with sweat. whoa buddy you dont look so good, go inside and lay down, i'll go and get tony.

he agrees and starts walking and then stops, alex something wrong, he turns and faces me, he's brandishing a large butcher knife. oh god alex what are you doing.
we does not speak, he raises the knife adn i start running towards him screaming no. he then plunges the knife deep into hbis own throat. blood gushes from the wound hias face goes pale from lack of blood, he falls to the ground. i run to his side and sit next to him. oh god alex why damn you.

while all that was going on tony took his guns to the cemetery and started shooting headstones and the cremitorium, when the police arrived they ordered him to lay his guns down. i heard tony smiled and started firng at the cops, he shot one of them in his head killing him.

tony was shot but he survived. he was sentenced to life in prison, never to be released. a few months have passed and after all the hype died down. no more interviews, no more reporters. i decided to go over to tys house and kind'ev close up some loose ends.

while inside i start hearing things the creaking of the floor. just the house settling i say to myself. i go into tys room and towards his walk-in closet. when i pull the chain for the light i see clippings of all the events that took place. the light starts to flicker, right before it goes out the man and woman with no eyes are on either side of me the foom goes black and the door slams.......

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