Dark World: Into the Shadows with the Lead Investigator of the Ghost Adventures Crew by Kelly Crigger, Zak Bagans
Authors: Kelly Crigger, Zak Bagans
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good results. Near the end of the night, just hours before the sun came up, I captured on a digital recorder a lengthy EVP of flute music. This wasn’t just any old flute music that someone could play while sitting on a hilltop, but notes and melodies of a long lost time that seemed to come from an instrument of a past era. It also wasn’t the sound of a modern aluminum flute, but more like a hollow wooden flute carved from a tree.
That haunting music plays over and over in my mind and the more I hear it the sadder I get. I’m sure the spirits of the Chumash people are still there playing the music of their day, and it’s now the soundtrack of my experience in La Purisima. It would be easy to categorize this as a residual haunting, but I don’t think it was. I think it was played on purpose for me because of how we got the spirit to play it.
We used a trigger object that evening—a portable boom box that played Chumash flute music on a loop. We thought by broadcasting it, we could get the spirits to play along with us and we were right. When we turned off the boom box, the mysterious flute music continued along with the same melody as our modern music. It seemed like an intelligent response more than a remnant from 300 years ago. Something or someone heard what we were playing and decided to play along with it after we turned off the music. I was ecstatic. Paranormal author Richard Senate, who has experience with haunted locations in that area, agreed that there was a melody that continued after we turned off the music.
That whole investigation was sad and visual, but poignant as well, because there are some things I still can’t put into words from La Purisima. When the sun came up I felt like I was returning to the present from a time travel. Investigations like La Purisima feel more like journeys back into the past rather than paranormal investigations and the evidence we get just enhance the experience. This investigation was one of my first ones, so rather than provide clarity on the paranormal world, it really added a new layer to it that I had yet to understand. It left me somewhat confused, but more motivated than ever to find answers. I’m lucky that I can still seek the closure I need. Not all spirits have that luxury.
Confused Spirits
Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, is one of the most haunted locations in the world, and with good reason. Eight thousand people died in this town in July of 1863 during a battle that marked one of the three most significant moments in American history. The two greatest Armies ever seen on the continent locked horns in a battle that would change the course of human history.
One of Gettysburg’s casualties was Jennie Wade, a twentyyear- old seamstress who was born and raised in the same town where she fell. On the morning of July 3, 1863, Jennie was kneading dough for bread when a single bullet (called a miniball in those days) crashed through the house and pierced her heart, killing her instantly. It was never determined which side fired the fatal shot, but regardless, Jennie Wade became the only civilian casualty of the battle.
One hundred forty-eight years later, the house where Jennie Wade perished still stands where it was built, and paranormal enthusiasts can take a tour at all hours for a few dollars. The believers, the curious, and the skeptics all converge on this historic structure to see or hear firsthand the spirit of Jennie. Hundreds have reported seeing or hearing her in the house.
This is a dilemma of paranormal investigation—dealing with the confused mental state of the spirit with whom you’re trying to make contact. For almost 150 years, the spirit of Jennie Wade has been roaming her house, unaware that a sniper’s bullet killed her when she was just twenty years old. What was on her mind when she died? She was cooking bread in the kitchen on a quiet morning while there was a lull in the battle. Her lover was away fighting the war somewhere. Her parents
That haunting music plays over and over in my mind and the more I hear it the sadder I get. I’m sure the spirits of the Chumash people are still there playing the music of their day, and it’s now the soundtrack of my experience in La Purisima. It would be easy to categorize this as a residual haunting, but I don’t think it was. I think it was played on purpose for me because of how we got the spirit to play it.
We used a trigger object that evening—a portable boom box that played Chumash flute music on a loop. We thought by broadcasting it, we could get the spirits to play along with us and we were right. When we turned off the boom box, the mysterious flute music continued along with the same melody as our modern music. It seemed like an intelligent response more than a remnant from 300 years ago. Something or someone heard what we were playing and decided to play along with it after we turned off the music. I was ecstatic. Paranormal author Richard Senate, who has experience with haunted locations in that area, agreed that there was a melody that continued after we turned off the music.
That whole investigation was sad and visual, but poignant as well, because there are some things I still can’t put into words from La Purisima. When the sun came up I felt like I was returning to the present from a time travel. Investigations like La Purisima feel more like journeys back into the past rather than paranormal investigations and the evidence we get just enhance the experience. This investigation was one of my first ones, so rather than provide clarity on the paranormal world, it really added a new layer to it that I had yet to understand. It left me somewhat confused, but more motivated than ever to find answers. I’m lucky that I can still seek the closure I need. Not all spirits have that luxury.
Confused Spirits
Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, is one of the most haunted locations in the world, and with good reason. Eight thousand people died in this town in July of 1863 during a battle that marked one of the three most significant moments in American history. The two greatest Armies ever seen on the continent locked horns in a battle that would change the course of human history.
One of Gettysburg’s casualties was Jennie Wade, a twentyyear- old seamstress who was born and raised in the same town where she fell. On the morning of July 3, 1863, Jennie was kneading dough for bread when a single bullet (called a miniball in those days) crashed through the house and pierced her heart, killing her instantly. It was never determined which side fired the fatal shot, but regardless, Jennie Wade became the only civilian casualty of the battle.
One hundred forty-eight years later, the house where Jennie Wade perished still stands where it was built, and paranormal enthusiasts can take a tour at all hours for a few dollars. The believers, the curious, and the skeptics all converge on this historic structure to see or hear firsthand the spirit of Jennie. Hundreds have reported seeing or hearing her in the house.
This is a dilemma of paranormal investigation—dealing with the confused mental state of the spirit with whom you’re trying to make contact. For almost 150 years, the spirit of Jennie Wade has been roaming her house, unaware that a sniper’s bullet killed her when she was just twenty years old. What was on her mind when she died? She was cooking bread in the kitchen on a quiet morning while there was a lull in the battle. Her lover was away fighting the war somewhere. Her parents
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