Anyone see the show (2-hour documentary) on the Discovery Channel recently called “A Haunting in Connecticut?” It’s supposedly a true story about a family of five who moved into a house in Southington, CT that used to be a morgue (only they didn’t know it when they first moved in).
One of the sons (about 14, I think) had cancer and was getting chemo; that’s why they moved there from upstate NY in the first place, so he could be near whatever facility was giving him medical care. Well, the family proceeded to get the living fuck haunted out of them, starting with that kid. He and his younger brother had their bedroom in the basement which, unbeknownst to them initially, used to be the room where they would work on the bodies – some of the mortuary equipment had even been left there! Both of them (but especially the kid with cancer) kept hearing voices, seeing this demon/guy, and the demon started corrupting the 14-year-old and telling him to do violent things to his family. The kids also saw shockingly disturbing images down there.
Both of them were completely freaked out, but the parents wouldn’t believe them. (Hey, when your kid is practically dying of cancer, why let him move out of the basement, whether the haunting is real or not, when you can just let him go insane down there so that his mental and physical condition deteriorates to shit, right)? Well, that’s exactly what the parents did. So the kids started sleeping only with the lights on. Then the dad got pissed because the electric bill was so high, so he removed all the lightbulbs down there. And things got worse.
The mother was mopping the floor one day and the water she was mopping with turned to blood. (He–LLOOOOOO! McFLLLYYYY!!! MOVE OUT)!!! Then she was taking a shower and the shower curtain started trying to smother/strangle her to death. Her neice (about 16, who was staying with them) had to run in and save her.
Then the 14-year-old cancer kid lost it one night and went up into the cousin’s bedroom and tried to rape her. The parents had to pull him off her, and they called a mental hospital and had him committed to the loony bin. Great.
Then one day only the mother and that female cousin were home, and the demon/thing started violently attacking them, ripping the girl’s rosary necklace off her neck, groping them, etc. Meanwhile, the father, who was at work, supposedly was attacked by his unmanned pickup truck. It started up on its own and drove into the building/shack that he was in, almost killing him.
At this point (actually, much, MUCH earlier), I would’ve said “Motel 6, here we come!!!” I don’t care if I had no money. I don’t care if I had to rack up thousands in credit card debt. I would GET - THE - FLYING - FUCK - OUT!
The family then hired some paranormal researchers to come in and check things out. They all (including the family) decided to sleep in the living room together, because it was too dangerous for any of them to be alone, as the demon would attack whoever it could (and it still did attack the mother violently in the living room). One of the researchers, who had been doing this for years and years, had an experience with the thing that he said was the scariest experience he’d ever had in his whole life. The demon appeared to him (he said it was the ugliest thing he’d ever seen) and said something like, “Do you know what they did to us?” He left immediately.
Ultimately, the researchers convinced the Catholic Church to send someone to do an excorcism, which was freaky and involved violent demonic outbursts, but ultimately worked.
By the way, the things that had allegedly occurred there at some point (that perhaps the demon was referring to) years earlier apparently involved necrophilia.
Anyway, I don’t know if this stuff is real or not, though it sounds pretty darn elaborate and detailed to be a pure hoax, and the Catholic Church does have records of performing an exorcism there. My point is, though, that before I got the living FUCK haunted out of me – even if I got just slightly, mildly, BARELY haunted – I would high-tail it out of there so fast it would make your head spin! Who the hell stays in a house under those circumstances . . . ?!
I’ll tell you about the white house I lived in as a child. But not today. after halloween has passed. I don’t want to invite anything that I don’t want around me! (The addy is 215 Boys Ave in Rogers, a little suburb of Danileson/Killingly. Drive by it one day and tell me if you get any kind of vibe off it or see things that literally dissipate before your eyes, like a vapor.)