About one year ago, I did the investigation that got me started on this journey of telling my stories on this blog. I was asked to do an investigation at an office building. There were three businesses in the building, and all three were owned by the same person. It was her business partner with one of the businesses that asked me to do the investigation. The employees were a little freaked out about unexplained occurrences that were happening all over the building. The owner, who I will call, Mrs. X, is a skeptic. Her partner, who I will call Mrs. V, believes in the paranormal, and thinks the building is definitely haunted. So, to ease the minds of the employees, Mrs. X was ok with Mrs. V calling in an investigative medium.
Mrs. V and I talked several times before we set a day and time for me to investigate. I asked that her employees were present at first, so they could tell me about their experiences, then I preferred them to leave, except Mrs. V so that I could focus on reading the building. I needed her to take notes as I shared exactly what I was seeing, hearing, feeling, and smelling. When I open myself up to read a location, I can’t have a lot of people around, it is distracting, as I can pick up their feelings or their loved ones who have passed away.
We picked an afternoon in July, 2017. If you have read all of my of posts, then you know that I think it is ridiculous to do investigations in the dark, while running into walls and being half scared out of your mind. The dead don’t care what time of day it is … when they have a message, they have a message! I see them in the light and in the dark as clear as if I were standing in front of you talking.
Before I go to a location, I work on clearing my mind and doing activities that are relaxing to me. Gardening in my backyard is what I prefer to do, but if I am at work before I go to an investigation, I will close my doors and sit in silence. On my way to the location, I get very nervous. I always second guess myself and I always make a promise to myself that if I hear or feel nothing, I will tell the client exactly that. I never want to be known as a fraud. It would crush me.
Lost … (Spirit #1)
When I got to the building, which is in Laguna Niguel, I am already getting chills and tingles on the right side of my head. I feel the need to drive around the building once before I park … not sure why at that point. When I park, I don’t park out front, I park on the side of the building by the warehouse and walk around to the front. I am drawn to the warehouse right away.
Inside I am greeted by Mrs. V, and her staff. They are all sitting at a long table in the middle of the room. The group is all female except for one male who runs the warehouse. They all work for one of the three companies that occupy this building. The company creates and sells health and beauty products. I am about to ask each person to tell their experiences, when Mrs. X walks in. I automatically can sense her skepticism. Not only do I feel it, I see it … a clear block wall along with her body language, arms crossed and shoulders high … says to me … I don’t believe in this crap. So right then, I shut her out. I am there to help, so I have to ignore the negative vibe she is radiating.
One at a time, each employee tells me what they have experienced: The heavy door to the warehouse opens and closes by itself. Doors lock on their own. Chairs moving. Heavy footsteps on the second floor. Feelings of being watched. Headaches. Upset stomachs. Anxiety on the second floor. When they are done, I tell them that I need to walk through the warehouse first by myself. I am being drawn there. I always do an initial walk through of a location by myself before I say anything, just to see what I feel.
As I entered the warehouse, I see a young man right away. He has a lot to say. I have to go back to where everyone is sitting to have them write down what this young man is telling me. He is excited and is telling me who he is before I can get to Mrs. V to take notes. I tell her to grab her notebook and pen, there is a spirit with me and he is talking fast. Then I say everything I hear, see, and feel:
The spirit is a young male in his early 20’s. He keeps saying the number 8. He is average height, brown hair, and thin. He says his name is either Jay or Jason … all I hear is the Ja sound. Then he shows me a red motorcycle. He was killed in an accident while riding this motorcycle. Then he said the weirdest thing to me. He said, “your son, your son.” I thought he was saying that he knew one of my sons. That made my stomach drop. Then he showed me himself hanging out with friends in a warehouse or garage, talking about bikes and cars. He was welding and smoking a cigarette. Then again he says to me, “your son, your son.”
I asked him why he was there. He seemed confused, but says he was drawn there because of all the women. He only messes with the guy in the warehouse because he is new and he prefers all the ladies. He is not trying to scare anyone, he just likes it there. So then I asked him about the heavy footsteps and if he is causing the headaches and stomach aches. He said no, that there is a bad man upstairs. That is when Ja disappeared.
I did not get to finish asking him questions, so Mrs. V said they would do research to see if there were any motorcycle deaths in the area and use all the info I gave them to figure out the mystery. I told them to remember that Ja kept saying the number 8, it could mean something. And I was going to figure out why he kept saying, “your son.”
Evil … (Spirit #2)
I had to move on. I still needed to investigate the rest of this building. I really did not want to go upstairs. I already had my crystal in my pocket, but for some reason, I felt I needed to grab my rosary. I asked Mrs. V to come with me so I had access to every office. As I approached the bottom of the stairs, I had an uneasy feeling in my stomach. Then I started to feel anxious. My legs felt like they had cement boots on them as I slowly walked up the stairs. When I got to the top, I was hit by a heavy uncomfortable energy. This space was not good. Then I felt the presence of what looked like a man. He was large and surrounded by black. He would not let me see his face, but he was mad. He told me to get the “F” out of there. His voice was deep and sent a cold chill through my body. He was pure evil.
I then said to Mrs. V, there is no way anyone could work up here. The energy is horrific. She then told me that there was only one person working up there. I then asked if she had headaches and stomach problems all the time? Also, mood swings and feeling drained of energy? Mrs. V said she knew for sure she had headaches all the time, she would ask about the rest. (Mrs. V did ask and the young woman that had an office on the second floor, shared she was experiencing stomach problems, headaches, mood swings, and she always felt really drained by the end of the day.)
This evil presence was getting really agitated. He wanted to get away from me. He did not like that I could see him or tell the ladies what he was up to. I followed him down a hallway which led to a door to stairs that went down to an exit. As I got halfway down the stairs, he disappeared into the wall which ended up being the rest of the building that I had not investigated yet.
Grumpy … (Spirit #3)
Mrs. V then led me to the offices in the second half of the building, which was a wine storage facility. The entry or lobby of this side was beautiful. I first went into the two big rooms which looked like meeting rooms. Then Mrs. V took me back into the huge wine storage area. The maintenance guy and a female employee had a few experiences they could not explain in the storage area. I could not believe the rows and rows of wine. I was drawn to the back of the building and stopped at a door. Mrs. V unlocked it and when I went inside, my lungs started to hurt and then I smelled cigarettes. Then I could see this little old man. He was kind of hunched over and he had a really wrinkled elf looking face. He had on khaki pants, a button-down shirt, and a button-up sweater. And he was not friendly. Super grumpy. Mumbling under his breath. He told me to get the “F” out, this was his place.
I did not get a bad feeling from him. Nothing evil, just a grumpy old man. He said he wasn’t going to “f’ing” talk to me …”Go Away!” As I was leaving, he started to laugh. I could see his teeth … lets just say “YUCK.” Then he showed me what he was doing to people there. He shows me that he tripped a woman carrying a box of wine. Then he shows me that he plays hide and seek with the man that works there by hiding in between the isles of wine and standing at the end of whatever isle this man was working in … just to mess with him. This man would have for sure caught a glimpse of old grumpy pants.
When we leave the wine storage area, Mrs. V takes me to the maintenance guys office. I tell him what I just saw and it is exactly what he has been experiencing. (The only difference he witnessed was that the old man had a fishing hat on). One of the female employees had told him that she was carrying a box of wine and it felt like she tripped over something. She said it seemed as if someone stuck their leg out to trip her, but she was the only one in there. I love when I get instant validation.
We are now standing back in the lobby and I am drawn to a closed door. I ask Mrs. V what is behind the door. She says it is a storage closet. I realize that it is what is on the other side under the stairs where the evil presence went through the wall. So of course I have to go in. It is a large closet with a cubby hole that you can crawl into and store more stuff. I go in as far as I can and it is a very heavy energy in there. That is where the evil presence hangs out, but why? So I have Mrs. V take me back to the hallway with the stairs that is on the other side of the storage closets wall.
As I walk toward the stairs, the wall the evil presence went through is to my right and there are two large doors to my left. I can feel that whatever is on the other side of those doors, this presence is drawn to. Mrs. V opens the doors and there is a desk there, a little round conference table, and then Mrs. V’s office. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I know that this presence has something to do with whoever sits at the desk next to the double doors. Until I know for sure, I don’t say anything to Mrs. V.
At the end of my investigation, I definitely concluded that this building has some stuff going on. I told Mrs. V to take the info I gave her and do some research and to let me know what she finds. Then after knowing more of what we are dealing with, I will come back and cleanse. I already know that I am going to have to deal with each spirit separately and differently.
Part 2 of this investigation is about what Mrs. V finds after doing research. What happens to me after this investigation, and what happens after I cleanse the heck out of this building. To this day, there are a few unanswered questions, but the ones that are validated are unbelievable.
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