The Paranormal Research Project

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THE HAUNTED.
RONNIE CARLETON.
PARANORMAL AND PARAPSYCHOLOGY RESEARCH.
A BIOLOGY AND PSYCHOLOGY OF THE PARANORMAL.
1/3/2018
RONNIE CARLETON.
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Part I WHAT MAY BE OR NOT BE. This research is about the biology and psychology
of what we think we know about paranormal events today. It may also show what we don’t
know, what our mindscapes take in as evidence and the output may well be facts that we don’t
want to look at. No surprise there then.
THE PARAPSYCHOLOGY OF THE PARANORMAL
Today’s human mind in children and adults is over-cluttered with information. some of it
useless of course coming from data on our phones. computers and TV. Without knowing it, we
are implanting data in our mindscape, search the Internet for medical conditions, maybe even
find one that fits and go an tell your doctor what it is and he or she will scratch their heads
and give you some chalk pills and off you go happy as an Easter Bunny. Until the next time.
Then there is mental illness. mild otherwise, you hear voices, more like whispers in fact, see
bright lights in the sky, moving shadows with no shape and seek help. Your doctor thinks you
may have a form of mental illness. but puts a name on it,depression fits the box and puts you
on ’happy pills’, which may keep you happy, but does not solve you problem. In time it gets
much worse. Now you are seeing human type shapes, some of them not very pretty, dreams
and nightmares, and most of all, fearing the dark and the coming sunset.The fear of the dark
and what may there, is normal. It is inbred with humans and many other mammals because
something could attack us if we are not alert. In my interviews with many people, young and
old in many locations I was surprised that at least ninety percent believed in it and there is
and was a good reason for this. You may think this a high % but religion and tribal culture
plays an important part in such and all religion is paranormal wither we like it or not. That
10% may need to reflect on their thinking because somewhere in there is some paranormal
triggers. Let us take human death, and afterwards. Much depends on the religion or culture
of the dead person when alive and many of the family and friends go through the paranormal
ritual from start to finish. In the west even more so because prayers are said, the body, an
empty husk, is buried or burned at great expense and emotion, and people cry and are sad
and yet some have hope when a priest, minister or other other ’holy person’ informs us that
all is well and come the last day of earth, all souls, spirits, ghosts and so on will return to their
family units. That in fact is not a nice thought because when they were alive many were bad
and sometimes ’evil’ people and no family unit would want them back again. No thank you.
On the other hand when it is the death of a child before the parents it is a very sad thing and
even more so on the type of death the child had and if a violent death, the state of the living
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mind comes into play and we hope and pray that the ’soul’ is at peace and we as parents and
family need that special place, a place of great beauty and where other children sing and
dance. We call it Heaven, a place we create in our mindscapes to make us feel much better.
When the question of Hell comes up and we wish the dead person would, rot in hell for what
he or she had done to their child or family relations again this is a mind state, makes us get rid
of our anger and somehow have revenge on that dead person. This state is called raw hate.
Like the thoughts of heaven and hell only makes us feel much better and we lose in part, the
love we had for that child or family member who was murdered or died in an accident or of
an illness. Religious deaths of course do lead to problems, depending where you are in the
world and if many people believe in the paranormal even more so if a body has to be buried
before sunset, then if it is a sudden death or a murder, the victim may not be buried for a
week or so and this can lead to religious friction and becomes a thorn in the side of a
community if high handed officials are involved.
All the above are paranormal linked to the living so they go through their paranormal rituals
to please themselves and make sure the dead get some sort of release ,well, at least their souls
or spirits get a send off to the other side somewhere. That is all well and fine if you believe in
and afterlife, but what happens the souls of people buried in shallow graves around the world
or their remains are lying on a river, swamp or sea bottom if they do not get some sort of holy
ritual? Mass graves in a war where people were murdered because of religion,many such
burial sites are sometimes never found, and it is doubtful even if all the names of the victims
are never known which includes men, women and children. So the believers in souls,spirits
and ghosts could well have a problem here with the unclaimed,if you get my drift?
What is surprising in my research is that so called experts seem to rehash events of the
paranormal to suit their own agenda and almost claim that most hauntings and ghosts take
place in old castles and houses, past kings,queens, witchcraft trials, highwaymen of old, killers
of the past like Jack The Ripper and his victims as well as many others world wide have all
been reported as late as 2017 as now ghosts, spirits and lost souls that turn up, be seen, heard
and said to frighten people. Yet for all the reports, not one photograph that is not blurred or a
sound recording with a total voice heard has ever been presented as evidence, even with all the
gear we have today. Because of all the rehashing of ghost stories, the dead being seen, voices
heard as well as clunking footsteps above your head in some room or other, doors opening and
banging shut and evil spirits taking over a living body so much so that the local holy man or
women called in with bell, book and candle to perform some ritual or prayers said, It is little
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wonder that parapsychology is stuck with the label ’sudo-science’ and almost dismissed out of
hand by most people that has half a working brain.
Parapsychology, I point out is not a science and may never will be unless a new model is
created for use in the field when it comes down to researching the paranormal as fact or
fiction and the use of the human mindscape to take in, sort and bin the rubbish that continues
to come up as ’truth’, mainly by students of psychology trying to prove a point to fit their own
agendas. The human mind today can not except that a invalid report in the research on the
paranormal is as good as a valid report because you now have two sides of the one coin.
The main questions that need to be answered are:
IS THERE SUCH A THING AS GHOSTS, SPIRITS AND LOST SOULS?
IF I VISIT A HAUNTED AREA OR BUILDING HAVE I ALREADY SET THE UNSEEN

TRIGGERS IN MY OWN MIND?
HAVE I CARRIED OUT ALL MY BACKGROUND RESEARCH NEEDED BEFORE I

UNDERTAKE SUCH A PROJECT?
DO I NEED SOME SORT OF RITUAL PROTECTION BEFORE I PROCEED?
WHAT DID I REALLY SEE, HEAR, FEEL?
Once you have the answers, no matter what they are, then you are ready to undertake
paranormal research as long as you drop the word ’para’.
THE BIOLOGY AND MAKE UP OF GHOSTS,SPIRITS OR LOST SOULS.
For the purpose of this research I am going to refer the above as GHOSTS. It is said that the
soul leaves the body of humans when they die and there is a number of views on this, some of
them with a religious bent to suit a community or tribe. This is understandable of course as
there is a need in many cases to observe rituals but in this research I found that man people
do not know when or how this happens. Some say that moving or burying a body too quickly
strands a soul and is stuck and in the case of a violent death, say on a battlefield, during a
medical operation or in a case of murder,self harm, or accident, the soul is detached from the
body as an energy field seconds before brain death. In my informed opinion therefore with
research, the soul energy leaves a body fast and has to go somewhere. By that I mean it is
dispersed. Which brings up the thorny question of energy ’ghosts’ and so called biology of the
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same. Over many years of this study on death, dying and possible after death I have now got
to rule out a number of factors of death Myth and ’ghosts’. (1) The human dead body can not
in any form leave the grave, including murder graves. (2) A dead body that has been burned
down to bone ash cannot return in human form. Once we accept that as fact we can move on
to the energy and mind force that may occur, and though the energy force might be one in the
same as memory or at least part of it.
A FEW FACTS ON GHOSTS IN MY OPINION AND RESEARCH.
Ghosts do not walk, they glide.
They do not walk through walls but vanish.
They can not be touched or touch.
Ghosts cannot speak, eat,drink hear or see.
A cold spot in a room or site does not mean a ghost is present. That is for TV and books of
fiction as well as a very vivid conception of ‘what should be’A ghost cannot open doors. Trust
me, I know.
They can vanish as quickly as they came.
DO NOT Move pictures, car keys,throw cups in a kitchen.
Make a noise. Do not breathe.
Do not need the night to be present.
Do not lie on you at night because that is at times wishful thinking.
Do not have sex with living humans and it is more than doubtful if they have sex at all as they
cannot feel.
No way can they move from London to Wales.

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Do not make lights in a house flicker.

Do not drain your camera or tape recorder.
That is more likely the cold or a magnetic field.
Beware of your own mindscape because it is possible that your brain creates your ghost.
Ghosts cannot think like you and I if at all. That is because they are mind dead as well!
Ghosts do now hear so forget all that “Is there anyone there” They are dead deaf!
Do not make lights in a house flicker.
Do not drain your camera or tape recorder. That is more likely the cold or a magnetic field.
Beware of your own mindscape because it is possible that your brain creates your ghost.
Ghosts cannot think like you and I if at all. That is because they are mind dead as well!
Ghosts do now hear so forget all that “Is there anyone there” They are dead deaf!
Now I know that these points will upset many people but they have their own choices to make
when it comes down to their own paranormal research and more so then it comes to hauntings
and ghosts.
A ghost is not solid, it has no mind, and all it may be is an energy source that may or may not
be imprinted on the human mind or place.
If the researcher is highly strung or to high grade mental illness then I suggest strongly you
avoid such paranormal research.
All mood changing drugs including drink, happy pills, and flickering lights.
This can lead to confusion, fear and cause panic so much so that your ghosts or whatever slip
into your mind and you react, sometimes with violence, mood changes and even think of self
harming. Being dead by self harming is not going to be much use for research.
Get it well out of your head,you are not taken over by a demon or evil spirit, you don’t need a
priest or other holyman to get rid of something that is not there. Your demons or claimed
demons are all yours! Worse than that, you could have made them up. On saying that I had to
look at the thousands reports on hauntings and ghosts as well as other factor in the
paranormal world because many of such people could not all dreamed up their own ghosts,
however, there may well be other factors in such suggested reports and this is what a
researcher needs to go over with a very fine tooth comb.
In order to do this one has to take on board a number of things. It could be reports of UFO’s
and Alien beings as well as ghosts and hauntings are all one in the same and on the same sheet.
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You will need OS maps for this on Google Earth to plot all reports I have just mentioned and
mark up the areas in colour. You may well find as I have that there is complex results that sets
your heart racing much faster.
Add to your project the marked map areas and reports, details of the reports, weather, date.
times, hidden magnetic fields close by, landscape types in a two mile radius, such as soil type,
forests and woods, airfields, communications towers, phone towers, sound static. Yes I know it
is a lot of work but this in your research and no one else's so take the time and get your local
facts right before you even get down to paranormal activity, much as you would like to or
pushed into jumping the gun and end up with egg on your face.
THE HUMAN MINDSCAPE AND THE PARANORMAL.
All human minds do not act the same and in some people it can be very complex for taking in
information and what such information means. An 'educated' mind may well dismiss the
paranormal out of hand because they have been educated to degree standard. The question
isn't ‘do you believe in paranormal events but is it possible that many thousands if not
millions of people report them as real?’
Do I believe in ghosts you may ask?
The short answer is 'yes' but not the TV sort and as I am a survivor and never a victim or will
be,as I keep a very open mind about this subject.. The trouble with 'ghosts or spirits' is that
they can turn up almost anywhere at any time and in odd places, such as woods, forests,
shopping centres, houses. ruins, on boats or ships, on aircraft, airfields, army, navy, and
airforce bases. battle fields.study areas in schools, colleges and hospitals day or night and for
some of you, if ghosts are real and you are reading this, one may be in the same room as you.
When you sit on a bench in a town or city, try people watching. pick one out and look at him
or her from a distance and do not be surprised if he or she turn their head right or left and
stare back at you. It is not just a glance but a 1000 yard stare into your eyes. However you
cannot say that this is a ghost unless it vanishes in front of you.
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Hospitals, any hospitals in fact should have their share of ghosts or spirits of staff or dead
patients who have died and believe me when I tell you that it is a good place for research. Ask
any long term porter and you may get answers that will surprise you. And do not dismiss
OOBE and the body dies and the spirit is 'stuck' and can not cross over. Some people do die,
have all the tests from brain cell death to oxygen levels, or a heart beat, declared dead and
have wakened up in a mortuary. True.
It is a mote point this.A churchyard or graveyard, even old ones, is the worse place to see or
research for a spirit or ghost and in the past I have slept in such places when moving around
Europe. It is the safest place to be when you are on the road and you won't get mugged or
robbed there as no one will come in there at night.
You might see rabbits, foxes, badgers, cats but in all the time there I had no fear of the dead
around me. Owls may call and trees rattle in the wind, clouds may scuttle across the face of
the moon or even a thunderstorm but never a ghost or spirit did I see or expect to see.
The same can not be said of an island where no one lives and there is only the ruins of old
cottages and toppled stone walls. with the sea all around you.
On some islands that was once a community with fishing and farming there may well be old
headstones covering bones of what was once a living human being and now the gulls call, the
wind sighs and only the stones and rocks remains.
So let us take such an island as a good example as as starting point but keep in mind it does
not have to be a marine island just as long that people used to live on it. A local history check
is always useful so you have some idea of the past.
If people lived and died on that island or were taken out there to be buried as is sometimes the
case, more so in Clan Scotland than anywhere else.
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Church and Abbey ruins on an island suggests old graves and as it is an island my theory is
the dead travel fast and any reported or unreported ghosts or spirits are stuck there for one
reason or another. On saying that any plants may have a past paranormal use as well as
cooking herbs because it is an island much more will be revealed as your research progresses.
A rowan or yew tree in such a place is a sure sign that some paranormal beliefs were in force
and a good clue. If you believe in A God, then the Devil at such a time was not casting a
shadow was nearby, as were witches and spirits who were busy in the minds of the monks and
Brothers. Back in those dark days a body washed up on an island beach would be buried in
haste, as there were no coffins there and if the body had a stone in its mouth, then it was not
buried with anyone else but in some distant corner outside of consecrated ground, and face
down. No police in those days and therefore unreported unless in an old dairy and in Latin,
sometimes written in old English with a quill pen. If a monk or priest killed themselves for one
reason or the other, they got the same treatment, a shallow grave face down.
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It is a mote point this.A churchyard or graveyard, even old ones, is the worse place to see or
research for a spirit or ghost and in the past I have slept in such places when moving around
Europe. It is the safest place to be when you are on the road and you won't get mugged or
robbed there as no one will come in there at night.
You might see rabbits, foxes, badgers, cats but in all the time there I had no fear of the dead
around me. Owls may call and trees rattle in the wind, clouds may scuttle across the face of
the moon or even a thunderstorm but never a ghost or spirit did I see or expect to see.
The same can not be said of an island where no one lives and there is only the ruins of old
cottages and toppled stone walls. with the sea all around you.
On some islands that was once a community with fishing and farming there may well be old
headstones covering bones of what was once a living human being and now the gulls call, the
wind sighs and only the stones and rocks remains.
So let us take such an island as a good example as as starting point but keep in mind it does
not have to be a marine island just as long that people used to live on it. A local history check
is always useful so you have some idea of the past.
If people lived and died on that island or were taken out there to be buried as is sometimes the
case, more so in Clan Scotland than anywhere else.
Church and Abbey ruins on an island suggests old graves and as it is an island my theory is
the dead travel fast and any reported or unreported ghosts or spirits are stuck there for one
reason or another. On saying that any plants may have a past paranormal use as well as
cooking herbs because it is an island much more will be revealed as your research progresses.
A rowan or yew tree in such a place is a sure sign that some paranormal beliefs were in force
and a good clue. If you believe in A God, then the Devil at such a time was not casting a
shadow was nearby, as were witches and spirits who were busy in the minds of the monks and
Brothers. Back in those dark days a body washed up on an island beach would be buried in
haste, as there were no coffins there and if the body had a stone in its mouth, then it was not
buried with anyone else but in some distant corner outside of consecrated ground, and face
down. No police in those days and therefore unreported unless in an old dairy and in Latin,
sometimes written in old English with a quill pen. If a monk or priest killed themselves for one
reason or the other, they got the same treatment, a shallow grave face down.
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THE PSYCHOLOGY OF PARANORMAL RESEARCH.
There are many people out there who would be 'GHOST' hunters. a few doing honest
research into paranormal events or said events, then there are others who form little Ghost
Hunting Groups with a 4x4 or land rover loaded down with gear, some of it costing an arm or
a leg, or at times, their mind. If you are going to research the paranormal you have to take in
many factors of how your project is going to run and what use it may be to others. You do not
want much gear but two Trail cameras set up in movie mode on site a day or two before is
useful, a laptop with a USB, two recorders, torches with a red light and warm clothing. Simple
as that.
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Then there is your team.Keep it small, elect a leader and if need be find or connect to the
owner of the building or land. It is not a wise move to ring or speak to an owner of land and
say, “We want to look for ghosts”,or “We are ghost hunters” because more than likely the
owner will look at you as if you are all mad or does not want to take the risk that someone will
get hurt or cause damage. There are ways around this if you are honest and write a letter and
arrange a meeting with an owner stating you want to carry out some research that is
psychology tests. On top of that you need to have together your project plan with a map of the
area, plus details of the local history recorded in a file or folder and it would do no harm to
show ID. A letter from someone who knows you will go along way. Remember in this day and
age, the owner may also be very wary of strangers or even uneasy of people around him or her
that she does not know. If the owner is dead of course you do have a problem unless you know
someone on the other side!
Take the stories of such a project site with a pinch of salt as over the years the real events if
any, may well have changed or even added to. Life and death are like that and avoid if you
can ‘well known haunted castles’ with its blue or grey ladies walking the halls of the place or
standing on the battlements in bright moonlight. That is for the tourists. You have to maintain
at all times,professional and grounded, records kept, an, and most of all, a bit of scepticism is
useful.
As I have said above, ghosts or spirits don’t go banging around is a so called
Haunted places or ‘Haunted Building or wood’. rattle chains, open and close doors and
windows, break twigs underfoot in a wood or forest, do not breath or whisper. and most of all
will not touch you or walk through you, unless an energy force of some sort passes through
your nice warm body.
Take a look hard at the two images above. Are they real? Yes real images but not real ghosts
and a very poor set up by someone.
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Of course these are real, they bark and they bite and may turn up at a location that you are
not supposed to be in when you are trespass on land!
And reports of Black dogs across the UK and Ireland are not uncommon, they are seen, they
vanish then seen again somewhere else so rule out a ghost or spirit always looking human,
male, female or child. It could in fact be anything, including,ships of old, boats, coaches with
horses, wild mammals of all sorts.
SOME TRUTH IN OLD TALES AND MYTH?
Depends on the location and archaeology landscape across the world, including Europe,
Ireland and the UK. There can be four different versions of an old story or report on a
haunted place or or spirit and though back in time the first record can well be as far away
from a modern version, bastardised with fact and figures that confuse a researching student
or someone working in Psychology or forensic anthropology. The need to be in a mindscape of
the paranormal, archaeology,biology, and history is more important than having you mind set
on looking for ‘ghosts. spirits or other boggy men or women because you will not get far if that
is all you have to offer in your research.
Here is one example. A skull has turned up in a newly ploughed field and jammed into the
jaws of the human skull is a wedge flat stone, so far knocked in that it cannot be removed by
hand?
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Human remains dug up during an archaeology dig showed that the head had been removed
and nailed at the feet?
Human remains found in a grave face down during an archaeology dig and again with a
wedge stone jammed into the mouth?
Human remains discovered buried at a country cross roads?
Whoever buried them had a reason for this but it begs the question, what were the living
frightened off?
Of course many may whisper or think a number of things, the main one being whatever were
in these graves the living did not want the soul or spirit coming back. Ever.
That is not the case in Wales it seems and a good point of more research.
Life is light and fire. This idea must have entered into the minds of primitive people. To this
day in Yorkshire falling stars are supposed to be the souls coming down from above to
newborn children and animating them, and when death ensues the flame of life passes out of
the body. This is the conception that lies at the root of many folk-superstitions.
A case in an a Welsh parish, where there was a young man in a decline who had helped in the
hay-harvest. He was dead before the next season. But I was assured that at haysel a flame was
seen dancing about the meadow and running up to the hayrick; the haymakers had no doubt
whatever that this was the spirit of the young man who had died in the previous year. In
Wales the belief in corpse--lights is very prevalent. There it is a flame that comes from the
churchyard to fetch the spirit of the dying man or woman. It is, in fact, the spirit of a relative
come to call it.
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It is called the Canwyll Gorph, or Corpse Candle; and the saying is that St David promised to
Welshmen in his territory that none should die without the premonitory sign of a light
travelling to his house from the churchyard to summon him. In the Cambrian Register for
1796 we read of--
A very commonly received opinion, that within the diocese of St David's, a short space before
death, a light is seen proceeding from the house, and sometimes, as has been asserted, from
the very bed where the sick person lies, and pursues its way to the church where he or she is to
be interred, precisely in the same track in which the funeral is afterwards to follow.
In Devonshire it is supposed that this light is only seen when the moribund has children or
relatives buried in the churchyard, and it is the souls of these that come to fetch their kinsman
or kinswoman.
All under the stars, and beneath the green tree,
All over the sward, and along the cold lea,
A little blue flame a--fluttering came;
It came from the churchyard for you or for me.
I sit by the cradle, my baby's asleep,
And rocking the cradle, I wonder and weep.
O little blue light in the dead of the night,
O prithee, O prithee, no nearer to creep.
Why follow the church-path, why steal you this way?
Why halt in your journey, on threshold why stay?
With flicker and flare, why dance up the stair?
O I would! O I would! it were dawning of day.
All under the stars, and along the green lane,
Unslaked by the dew, and unquenched by the rain,
Of little flames blue to the churchyard steal two,
The soul of my baby! now from me is ta'an.
Baxter, in his Certainty of the World of Spirits, quotes a letter from Mr John
Davis of Gleneurglyn, 1656, in which he says that the corpse-candles do as
much resemble material candle--light as eggs do eggs, saving that in their
journey these candles are sometimes visible and sometimes disappear,
especially if anyone comes near them, or in any way meet them. On these
occasions they vanish, but presently appear again. If a little candle is seen of a
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pale bluish colour, then follows the corpse of an infant; if a larger one, then the corpse of some
one come to age. If two candles come from different places and be seen to meet, the corpses
will do the same; and if any of these candles be seen to turn aside through some bypath
leading to the church.
In my informed opinion and research this I found is not a one off event it has been recorded in
the UK, Ireland and parts of East Europe.
I point out a report by Baxter who tells the story of what happened at Llangollen ir
Carmarthenshire:--
‘Some thirty or forty years since my wife's sister, being nurse to Bishop Rudd's three eldest
children, the lady comptroller of the house, going late into the chamber where the maid-
servants lay, saw no less than five of these lights together. It happened a while after that, the
chamber being newly plastered, and a grate of coal fire therein kindled to hasten the drying of
the plaister, that five maid-servants went to bed as they were wont, but it fell out too soon, for
in the morning they were all dead, being suffocated in their sleep with the steam of the new
tempered lime and coal.’
There is nothing paranormal or supernatural in these deaths, however it is likely that a story
could have been woven around the dead women at the time and for a while afterwards.
In England, Scotland , Wales and Ireland there is still signs of drover trails, tracks and paths
and they have been there hundreds of years which brings me to the report on the blue light on
a remote track in Wales. Many of these tracks I have walked and explored over the years and
all are of interest from a wildlife point of view and to historic.
‘Mrs Crowe, in her ‘Nightside of Nature’ , tells a couple of stories which she heard from a
"dignitary of the Church" born in Wales. A female relative of his started early in the morning,
attended by her father's servant. When she had reached halfway, where she expected to meet
the servant of the friend she was about to visit, she dismissed the man who had accompanied
her so far.
The fellow had not long left her before she saw a light approach her, moving about three feet
above the soil. She turned her horse out of the bridle-road, along which it advanced, to allow
it to pass, but to her dismay, just as it came opposite her, it halted and remained flickering
before her for about half an hour, and only vanished as she heard steps of the servant's horse,
as he trotted up to meet and conduct her to her friend. On reaching the house of her friend
she related what she had seen.
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A few days later that very servant who had come to meet her sickened and died, and his body
was carried along the road upon which the light had moved; and more curious still, owing to
an accident, the coffin halted for an hour at the very spot where she had been delayed
confronting the mysterious light. That light, we may be sure, was supposed to be the soul of a
relative come from the grave to meet and welcome a kinsman. In no other way can it be
explained.’
One has to think that it was dusk or dark when these events occurred and I can rule out a
barn owl or other owl with ‘glow fungus’ spores on the feathers and wings as does happen but
no owl is going to stick around close to a human on a horse or anything else. Of course. the
screech or barn owl in may parts of the countryside is regarded as a bad omen and even at
times , a witch and again linked to the dying and the dead. Though now a protected species in
the bad old days it would be shot on sight but today it is rare and is welcome to farmers but
keeping down mice and rats in a grain shed. Coming out of the night and flying low it is often
mistaken as a ghost or spirit and more so when caught in car headlights.
Strange things in strange places so here we go; Another story is this: “A servant in the family
of Lady Davis, the aunt of the dignitary who told the above story to Mrs Crowe, had occasion
to start early for market. Being in the kitchen at 3 a.m., taking his breakfast, when everyone
else was in bed, he was surprised by the sound of feet trampling down the stairs; and opening
the door, he saw a light. He was frightened and rushed out of the house, and presently saw a
gleam pass out of the door and proceed towards the churchyard.
As Lady Davis was ill at the time, he made no doubt that her death impeded; and when he
returned from market his first question was whether she were still alive; and though he was
informed she was better, he declared his conviction that she would die, and described what he
had seen and heard.
The lady, however, recovered; but within a fortnight another member of the family died, and
her coffin was conveyed by bearers down the stairs. One curious feature in the story is that
the man had described how he had heard the sound of a bump against the clock on the stairs;
and actually, as the coffin was being taken down, the bearers ran it violently against the clock
—case. “
This could happen but what is of interest was the woman in the coffin ‘brain dead’ because
this at the time in history that some coffins did have a glass plate where the face would be, not
for the dead to see out but for family to look in?
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The reports of ‘premature burials’ are in fact true and through the body looks dead, the
brain is not and I have reports even in the present day of ‘dead people’ waking up in Hospital
mortuaries and elsewhere and worse, when a post mortem is about to start or even as the first
‘Y’ cut has been made.
Vital spark of heavenly flame,

Quit, O quit, this mortal frame.
But a curse from a dying man or woman would send a shiver into anyone, thus;
"It is well, and shortly after I shall be a dog and will bite and tear you." The doctrine of the
Hindu as to the spirit of man or woman is that it passes at death into some other body,
presumably that of an animal and later on could be feared as a ‘shape changer’ but I will not
go there yet!
No one can say or believe that there is no such thing as the ‘Paranormal’ and likewise no one
who has any form of religion, state that they believe in things they cannot see or hear without
question. Of course they may believe in the psychology of it all when it comes to religion and
cults and as human minds, where mental illness is involved, can change their thinking like
four seasons in a year and do not always have choices of what they see, hear, feel, and react to.
When it comes down to the dead, sometimes long dead, returning in spirit, soul, or ghost form
and is it to do with fear, wishful thinking, love, hate, or another Universe within the human
mindscape and brain that has never been discovered yet and maybe never will?
As children in the world of the past,and today, it could be said, that their brains get
contaminated at an early age, even as young as one year old onwards and such pollution stays
with them, sometimes placed in a hidden place in the brain to be used at a later date for better
or worse. Many children while playing in their garden, have ‘special friends’ and talk to them,
a running conservation that sounds to the observer, it is like two people talking. Aged people
when their mind starts to go to the point of no return have conservations with long dead
friends and even have’ a new friend’ and can name them, see them and hear them and my own
research around many nursing homes and with the aged, tend to suggest strongly, that Aunt
Sue, is not as daft as people think and does not need to be told by ‘care staff’ to come and join
the rest of the clients in the TV room for ‘stimulus’ because Aunt Sue could well have her own
circle of friends close by. TV for children and the aged with mental illness is not ‘stimulus’ it is
a babysitter only and a zombie stage that in my mind does more harm than good.
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1. My own observations and notes made in nursing homes did show that women did in
fact have a much better understanding of these ‘special friends’ and got very agitated if
they were interrupted by anyone else, including family members who they no longer
knew or wanted to know. The family member of course is hurt, confused, at times
angry and say that their loved one is not getting any better and ‘she does not know who
I am anymore’. They tend to blame the staff and the system for this because they do
not face up to the fact that Auntie Sue has moved across and up into a new level of
their mindscape. No ‘normal’ human mind can in fact go there to invade and try and
re-pollute that special mindspace of Sue. It is her space,not yours.
THE SOUL OR SPIRIT.

It could be, and that we could say that the Soul or the Spirit of a human being is one and the
same but I do not think that science will never be able to prove that or that such exist at all
though it is pushed a lot to the top of religions agenda’s and tribal communities world wide
and believed. If such does exist then I must look at when and how, most of all, why did such
enter a human body or brain?
Does it happen at conception, or when and at the moment, a child is born?
These questions have not yet been solved and for Christians it is the bogeyman of their
religious symbolism because they go through the ritual of pouring water over a child’s head
and the name is recorded. If therefore a child goes full term but dies before it is born, such a
child may be soulless or does the spirit, soul, leave the dead child before birth?
The dilemma of course is that no one knows or will every know and though the parents may
well believe that the child’s soul or spirit’ has gone to a better place which they have named as
‘Heaven’ while many tribal people believe that such a child’s spirit remains close by in the
forest or rainforest and is now part of the natural world and can be seen each and every day
in a bird or animal, even a bright butterfly or a firefly. I like this belief much better, rather
than a make believe place called heaven or paradise as it would give more joy and comfort to
the parents.
THE PROBLEM WITH THE PARANORMAL.

….Is that it is everywhere, from childhood through to being an aged adult who has one minute
and thirty seconds before they give up the ghost and all that is left is the body with a brain
with no activity. World Religions and cults are riddled with it as are tribal communities.
Symbolism and signs leak it as harmless, yet for all that it depends on the state of mind of
each person and their own interpretations.
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Going into your own trance when doing meditations and even yoga can and does take you to
new places of the mind, most of it good, but sometimes I found some people are finding it hard
coming down and being grounded. The number of body and mind communities now across
our planet has grown, mostly in the Western World and the aim, for most, is Human Health,
mental as well as physical. As for Asia there has always been such cults with medication
practices as well,that go back maybe a thousand year or more. When such then mix with
religion it is truth for many and a way of life but that is the good side and no one thinks that
there is a bad side, a dark side to it.
In my research into two such communities in the UK over two years and living on site to carry
out the research I discovered very quickly that the students that came on site to practice got a
culture shock from day two.
No meat, fish or eggs.
Up at 0600 am and in bed by ten. Silence till after breakfast that was porridge
Karma Yoga or other work on the land, in the garden and sometimes in silence to lunchtime.
After lunch, the best meal of the day, but all vegetarian, it was time for practices and
meditations till 18.00 and then supper and a bowl of soup. Then evening meditation till
9.00pm and silence.
Even if such a course was just for a long weekend for some it became difficult and reports of
not sleeping well, energy depletions, and ‘visitors’ or ‘something’ in their room at night.
Shapes and human figures were and are reported and sometimes a student would ask to be
moved to another room next morning. This was of course was done but the words, ‘ghosts or
spirits’ was never mentioned by the staff.
Now I have no doubt at all that 50% of such visitors tend to come with their own emotional
baggage and in such a peaceful place, some of that baggage comes out and does cause distress.
If someone has a ‘hidden’ mental illness as well as the emotional baggage then it is a rather
scary mixture. This is for long weekend students.
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For people who go for two weeks or a week at a time they also get a ‘culture’ shock because
they had convinced themselves that they were coming to The Hotel Taken For Granted was
always going to give them a high, joy and peace and little rainbow dreams with birds singing
as they slept. No so of course, and the first thing I observed was that, say a group of twenty,
started to splintered out and form their own little groups, at breakfast, lunch, supper and sat
with one another during practices. Of course there were people who did not ‘join’ a group and
a few were left out or did not want to be with other people. This happened within the first two
to three days and it reminded me strongly of troops of baboons or monkeys and more so when
darkness fell, they were staying close as the apes do for protection from carnivores. Now there
is always someone who becomes dominant in a group, a sort of self appointed leader if you
like and becomes the mouthpiece should an issue arises, such as no hot water, people are tired,
Sally thinks someone keeps coming into her room at night, John walked across the courtyard
in the dark and seen a wolf, when it was a fox but he also seen a dark shape of someone in the
shadows and that unnerves him because this has happened twice at night.
Their mindscapes are now charged and changing I noted and anyone who has a mental illness
tend to see much more than they should but there is nothing wrong with that as long as
someone listens to them and they talk about it if they want.
We tend to take on board very quickly that doing research into the paranormal is not in
anyway boring, exiting, sometimes scary at times but we do forget that your ghosts or spirits
may have a past history that when they were alive mingled with others who also leff spiritual
footprints.
In my study of the vampire or vampyer myth and mythology I was indeed very surprised of
how many classifacations there were, much the same as birds or insects. Each had its own
type of habitat, and locations but yet some of them mingled with a vampire with another
name. Many were ever known as ‘Vampire’ and a good few never left their location to go out
into the night to suck blood because as I said before, ghosts or spirits can not do such things
and in my opinion and with my research I find and found that vampires are no more than
ghosts.
It took time with the vampire myth and its research across Europe, into India and even here
in the UK and instead of looking for evidence of the likes of Dracula I found names of others,
many others, much more interesting and do turn up in the oddest places.
You may question why I include this in my paranormal research but to leave it out, I am
defeating the purpose of my own research.
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THE DARK ONES.
Vampirism across the world and its myth, Mythology and locations is a common feature in
paranormal research but be aware. It comes in many names and cultures and before I even
started my research over the years I dropped Dracula almost at once because he and his
friends were not of interest.
Fear of such creatures are real and I only seen a few vampire bats in the USA licking blood
from cuts made on cattle but they wee alive. The is no vampire bats in Europe or Asia, live
ones that is and yes, there are bats, some large and all bite if handled the wrong way with a
real risk of the Rabies virus getting into your blood system. If that happens, get medical help
right away and forget candles, garlic, holy water and wooden stakes. They don’t work with
rabies!
The vampire is a ghost in name only and like other ‘ghosts’ it is not alive, well most of them,
and is reported in many cultures through the ages. To understand the make up of such spirits
or ghosts we have to look at all the different names they have otherwise the reader will start
thinking of the TV, Film, Book type and that defeats the purpose in research.
VAMPIRE NAMES.
Abchanchu (Bolivia)[1]
• Abere (Melanesia)[2]
• Abhartach (England) - Variant: Murbhheo. The actual "species" of the Vampire of
Alnwick Castle[3]
• Adze (Ghana)[4]
• Alp (Germany)[5] - Variations throughout the world.[6]
• Aniukha (Mongolia, China)[7]
• Apotamkin (Quileute)
• Arnold Paole (Serbia)
• Asanbosam (Ashanti people)[8]
• Asema (Surinam)[9]
• Asiman (Ashanti people)[10]
• Aswang (Philippines)[11]
• Aufhocker (Germany)[12]
• Azeman (Ashanti people)
B
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• Baital (India) - Variations: Baitala, Baitel, Baitol, Bay Valley, Katakhanoso, Vetal,
Vetala)[13]
• also called Betail
• Bajang (Malaysia)
• Baka (Haitian Vodou)[14] - Variant: Benin
• Bantu (India) - There are three main kinds of this vampire including:
• Bantu Dugong
• Bantu Parl
• Bantu Saburo
• Baobhan Sith (Highlands of Scotland)
• Bebarlang (Philippines)
• The Berwick Vampire (England[15])
• Bhauangkara (Tibet)
• Bhūta (India)
• Bibi (the Balkans)
• The Blow Vampire (1706 Kadam, Bohemia)
• Blutsauger (Germany) - Variant: Blutsäuger
• Brahmaparush (India)
• Breslan Vampire (17th Century Breslau, Poland)
• Bruja (Spain and Central America)
• Bruxa (Portugal)- Males being called Bruxo
• the Buckinghamshire Vampire (1196 Buckinghamshire, England)
C
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• Cadaver Sanguins – England

• Callicantzaro – Greece
• Camazotz – Maya Mythology
• Canchus – Peru also spelled:
• Pumapmicuc
• Catacano – Crete
• also spelled Kathakano
• Cihuateteo – Aztec Mythology
• Chedipe – India
• Children of Judas – Bulgaria and Serbia
• Chordewa – Bengal
• Chupacabra – Originated in Puerto Rico; subsequent reports (some erroneous) in
Brazil, Chile, Mexico, The United States of America
• Churel – India
• also spelled Churail
• Cihuacoatl – Aztec
• Cihuateteo – Mexico
• Croglin Grange, The Vampire of – Cumberland, England
D
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• Dachnavar – Armenia with the following spelling variations:

• Dakhanavar
• Dashnavar
• Dala-Kumara Yaka – Sri Lanka
• Danag – Philippines
• Danav
• Dearg-due (Ireland) - variations: Deamhain Fhola, Deamhan Fola, Dearg-Dililat,
Dearg-Diulai, Dearg-dul, Dearg Dulai, Derrick-Daily, Headless Coach (“Coach a
Bower”), Marbh Bheo (“night walking dead”)[16]
• Dhampire (Slovakia) with the following variations in spelling:
• Dhampyr
• Dhampiresa
• Dampyr
• Dila – Philippines
• Djadadjii – Bulgaria <this is a vampire hunter>
• Doppelsauger – Germany also spelled:
• Dubblesuger or Dubbelsügger
• Draugr – Norse Variations: Aptgangr (“one who walks after death”), Aptrgangr,
Barrow Dweller, Gronnskjegg, Haubui, Haugbui (“Sleeper in the Mound”) Has two
main versions land and sea.[17]
E
• Edimmu – Sumer \ Iraq with the following spelling variation:

• Ekimmu
• Empusa – Ancient Greece which is also called:
• Mormolykiai
• Empusas
• Eretik – Russia[18]
• Estrie – Jewish Tradition
• Fifollet – United States (Louisiana) also spelled:

• Feu Follet
G
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• Glaistig (Scotland)
• Garkain (Australia)
• Grando the Carniola Vampire (Yugoslavia 1689)
• Ghoul (Arabic lore) - "The Arabic stories of the ghole spread east and were adopted by
the people of the Orient, where it evolved as a type of vampiric spirit called a
ghoul."[19] Variants: Alqul (Arabia)[20], Aluga (Bible; Proverbs 30:15)[21], Balbal
(Tagbanua, Philippines)[13], Ghoulas (Algeria)[19]; Katacan (Sri Lanka)[22].
H
• Hannya – Japan
• Haubui – Norwegian
• Hidam Vampire – Hungary
• The Highgate Vampire – Highgate Cemetery England
• Hisi-Hsua-Kuei – China
• hooh-strah-dooh – Wyandot – North America
• Hupia – Taíno with the spelling variations:
• opia
• opi'a
• op'a
• operi'to
• Impundulu (South Africa)

• plural iimpundulu
• also called ishologu
• Incubus/Succubus (Medieval Europe)
• Inovercy (Russia)
• Jaracaca – Brazil
• Jenglot – Indonesian and Malaysian
• Jiangshi – China, also under the names of:
• Kiang shi
• Kuang shi
• Chang Kuei
• Jaques SaintTray
• Jigarkhwar – India
• also spelled Jigarkhor
• Jure Grando – Croatia
K
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• K'uei – China
• Kalu-Kumara Yaka – Sri Lanka
• Kappa 河童 – Japan with the following spelling variations:
• Gataro 川太郎
• Kawako 川子
• Kasha – Japan
• Kataknana – Crete
• Kichkandi – Nepal
• Kephn – Burma
• Kozlak – Dalamatia
• Krvopijac – Bulgarian
• Kudlak – Czechoslovakia
• Kumiho – Korea
• Kuzlak – Dalmatia
• Kukudhi – Albania
• Kyuuketsuki 吸血鬼 – Japan
• karalanos – Egypt
L
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• Laistrygones – Ancient Greece, also under the names of:

• Laestrygones
• Laistrygonians
• Laestrygonians
• La Llorona – Central America and the United States
• Lamia – Libya
• Lampire – Bosnia[citation needed]
• Langsuir – Malaysia, also under the names of:
• Langsuyar
• Pontianak
• Kuntilanak
• Leanashe – Ireland
• Lemures – Ancient Rome
• Leanhaum-shee – Ireland
• Liebava – Moravia
• Lidérc – Hungary
• Lilith ‫לית‬
‫לי ל‬
‫ – ל‬Sumer \ Iraq, with another name of:
• Lilitu
• Loango - Ashanti and Asanbosam people, Africa[3]
• Loogaroo – Caribbean Islands \ Mauritius
• Lugat – Albania, also under the name of:
• Liogat
• Kukuthi
M
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• Manananggal – Philippines also spelled:

• Tanggal
• Mandurugo – Philippines
• Mara – Slavonic also spelled:
• Mora
• Masan – India also spelled:
• Masani
• Mati-Anak – Malaysia also spelled:
• Pontianak
• The Melrose Vampire – Melrose Abby, Scotland
• Melusine – France
• The Mikonos Vampire – Greece 1702
• Mmbyu – India also spelled or an early form of:
• Pocu Pati
• Mullo – Gypsy the plural being Mulé, with the following spelling variation:
• Mullo
• Muroni – Romania
• Nachzehrer – Germany with the following possible spelling variations:

• Neuntöter
• Nachtöter
• Nelapsi – Slovakia
• Nora – Hungary
• Nosferatu – Romania
• Obayifo – Ashanti
• Obur – Bulgaria
• Ohyn – Poland
• Ol' Higue – Jamaica
• Opyrb – Slavic with the following spelling variation:
• Opirb
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• Pacu Pati – India

• Pelesit – Malaysia
• Penanggal – Malaysia
• Petar Blagojevich – Serbia[citation needed]
• Peuchen – Chile
• Pichal Peri – India
• Pichas – Nepal
• Pishtaco – South America, Peru
• Pontianak – Malaysia
• Rakshasa – India
• Raktha pisachi – India
• Ramanga – Madagascar
• Revenants – England
• Richmond Vampire – Richmond, Virginia, USA
• Riri Yaka – Sri Lanka
• Ruza Vlajna – Serbia
• Sava Savanović – Serbia

• Shtriga – Albania
• Soucouyant – Trinidadian Guadeloupean it has the spelling variation:
• Soucriant
• Strigoi – Romania with the following variations:
• Strigoaica
• Moroi
• Strix – Ancient Rome with the following spelling variations:
• Striga
• Stirge
• Strige
• Strzyga – Slavic
• Suangi – New Guinea
• Sukuyan – Caribbean
• Succubus – Judeo-Christian
• Sybaris – Greece
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• Talamaur – Australia
• Thayé – Burma with the spelling variation:
• Tasei
• Tlahuelpuchi – Mexico with the following spelling variation:
• Tlaciques
• Ubour – Bulgaria
• Upier – Poland
• Vjesci (pronounced as "vyeskee")
• Njetop (pronounced as "nyetop")
• Wupji (pronounces as "woopyee")
• Ohyn
• Upir – Ukraine though could be linked to:
• Upyr – Russia
• Uruku – Mesopotamia
• Ustrel – Bulgaria
• Utukku – Iraq
• Vampire pumpkins and watermelons (Balkan)

• Vampiro (Brazil and Portugal)
• Vapir (Bulgaria)
• Vârcolac (Romania) - variations: Pricolici and Varcolaci
• Vǎrkolak (Bulgaria)
• Vendalla (Ethiopia)
• Vetalas (India)
• Vhlk'h dlaka (Greece)
• Vipir
• Vjesci (Germany)
• Opji
• Wupji
• Vampir (Slovenia, Yugoslavia, Bosnia and Croatia)
• Vlkodlak (Siberia) - Variants: Volkodlak, Volkoslak[23]
• Vrykolakas βρυκόλακας (Greece) - variation: Vorvolakas
• Vrykolatios (Santorini)
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• Wak Wak (Philippines)

• Wampir (Poland}
• Wurdulac (Russia) has a spelling variation:
• Verdilak
• Yama – Tibet, Nepal and Mongolia

• Yara-ma-yha-who – Australia
• Yaka – Sri Lanka
• Yaksha – Sri Lanka, India
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• Zaloznye Pokojniki – Russia

• Zorfabio – New Zealand
• Zaolas – Brazil
One can see that there is a very wide beliefe in this subject and from a a paranormal and
psychology point of view it gives a researcher a much larger canvas to work on but there is a
problem with some of the data and that is world wide religions and their paranormal input,
even today. The paranormal was long before psychology studies and psychology research
which is ‘New’ has a long way to go before it catches up on 20,000 years!
So what is the psychology and paranormal events in world religions but there is not enough
space to include them all with full text or for that matter, the time to get it right so instead I
have listed as many of the religions as I can for References.
RELIGIONS PARANORMAL THINKING AND PRACTICE.
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Area of Afterlif
God(s)? Heritage Founded Founder
Origin e?
Atheist/mo Natural Prehistoric/ Not
agnosticism
notheist thought universal defined
Jakob
Ammann and
Heaven
Amish Monotheist Christianity Switzerland 1693 his followers
or hell
split from the
Anabaptists
Not Natural Prehistoric/
ancestor worship prehistoric Yes
defined thought universal
Not Natural Prehistoric/ Not
animism prehistoric
defined thought universal defined
Scandinavian
Asatrú Polytheist Iceland 1972 Other
folklore
Natural Prehistoric/ Not
atheism Atheist prehistoric
thought universal defined
Christianity
and Far Shoko
Aum Shinrikyo Theist Japan 1984 Yes
Eastern Asahara
religion
Bahá'í Faith Monotheist Shi'a Islam Iran 18634 By Bahá'u'lláh Yes
Lekhraj
Kripalani
Brahma Kumari Monotheist Hinduism India 1930s
(called
Brahma Baba)
Benjamin Heaven
Branch Davidians Theist Christianity 1930
Roden or hell
Traditions
based on Reinca
teachings rnation
Buddhism Atheist Hinduism India 1st millennium
attributed to until
Siddhartha escape
Gautama
Celtic Paganism Not known Prehistoric prehistoric
Christianity By Hon Ming
Chen Tao Theist Taiwan 1996 Yes
and Buddhism Chen
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Area of Afterlif
Origin e?
Reinca
rnation
Chinese Religion Atheist Prehistoric China prehistoric
until
escape
By Dr John Heaven
Christadelphians Monotheist Christianity 1840s
Thomas or hell
John
Christian Apostolic Heaven
Theist Christianity 1895 Alexander
Church In Zion or hell
Dowie
Judaism6 and Multiple
Roman 1st-3rd Heaven
Christianity Monotheist Greek writers.
paganism7 Empire century or hell
St Paul
Monte Kim Heaven
Concerned Christians Theist Christianity 1980s
Miller or hell
Chinese
Confucianism Atheist China -551 to 479 By Confucius
religion
South
Dami Xuanjiao Theist Christianity 1980s Yes
Korea
Prehistoric/ Not
deism Monotheist theism prehistoric
universal defined
Indian guru
Hard to
Divine Lightmission Hinduism India 1960 Shri Hans Ju
tell
Maharaj
Not
Reinca
Druidism known/pol Prehistoric prehistoric
rnation
ytheist
Druze Monotheist Islam Egypt 11th century
dualism Dualist
Judea (now
Ebionites Monotheist Judaism 1st century
Israel)
Reinca
By Paul rnation
Eckankar Monotheist New Age 1965
Twitchell until
escape
Gnosticism Polytheist Prehistoric Greece prehistoric
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Area of Afterlif
Origin e?
(1st century?)
37
Area of Afterlif
Origin e?
By A. C. Reinca
Bhaktivedanta rnation
Hare Krishna Polytheist Hinduism 1966
Swami until
Prabhupada escape
Heathenism Polytheist Asatru Scandinavia
Marshall
Christianity Applewhite
Heaven's Gate Theist 1970s Yes
and New Age and Bonnie
Nettles
Reinca
rnation
Hinduism Polytheist Prehistoric India prehistoric
until
escape
Hookers For Jesus / The Heaven
Theist Christianity 1968 David Berg
Family Of God or hell
The The Enlightenment
Humanism Atheist Europe None
enlightenment Enlightenment thinkers
Saudi By Heaven
Islam Monotheist Judaism 0610
Arabia Muhammad or hell
Reinca
rnation
Jainism Atheist Prehistoric India prehistoric
until
escape
Campaign for Select
Jedi Knights Animist Science fiction 2001
Census few
By Charles
Jehovah's Witnesses Monotheist Christianity 1870s Other
Taze Russell
Combination
Babylon of prehistoric
(mostly - practices
Judaism Monotheist Prehistoric 1st millennium Yes
now Iraq) which became
and Israel organized in
Babylon
Central Heaven
Mennonite Monotheist Christianity
Europe or hell
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Area of Afterlif
Origin e?
Roman
Mithraism Monotheist mystery Greece -50 to 50 Yes
religions
monotheism Theist
Mysticism prehistoric
The Peyote By Quanah
Native American Church Monotheist Mexico 1880s
religion Parker
Popular beliefs
from the
Not 1850s,
New Age Counterculture The West 1850s Other
defined attaining
identification
in the 1960s
no religion
Not Prehistoric/ Not
occultism Counterculture
defined universal defined
Joseph Di
Order Of The Solar Christianity
Theist France 1984 Mambro & Yes
Temple and New Age
Luc Jouret
Romantic
revival of
interest in
Paganism Polytheist Counterculture The West 19th century Celtic, Greek Yes
and pre-
Christian
spiritualities
Natural Prehistoric/
pantheism Monotheist prehistoric
thought universal
By Bobby Heaven
Pastafarianism Monotheist Parody 2005
Henderson or hell
People's Temple Theist Christianity 1960s Rev. James Heaven
(Jim) Warren or hell
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Area of Afterlif
Origin e?
Jones
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Area of Afterlif
Origin e?
polytheism Theist
Raja Yoga Polytheist Hinduism India
Rastafarian Monotheist Christianity Jamaica 1930s
Hinduism and By the guru
Ravidassia Monotheist India 14th century
Sikhism Ravidass
By Methodist
Christianity Heaven
Salvation Army Monotheist 1865 minister
(Methodist) or hell
William Booth
Christianity
and West
Santería Monotheist Cuba
African
spirituality
By Anton
Satanism Atheist Atheism 1966 None
Lavey
By L. Ron Reinca
Scientology Atheist Science fiction 1952
Hubbard rnation
Not Natural Prehistoric/
Shamanism prehistoric Yes
defined thought universal
Japanese Gradually
Shinto Atheist Japan 3rd century
culture formed
Reinca
By Guru rnation
Sikhism Monotheist Hinduism India 15th century
Nanak until
escape
By fraudsters
Not Christianity
Spiritualism 1848 Kate and Yes
defined and New Age
Margaret Fox
Not Not
sun worship Prehistoric Universal prehistoric
defined defined
Based on
Chinese teachings
Taoism Atheist China 3rd century 10 None
philosophy attributed to
Lao Tzu
theism prehistoric
thought universal
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Area of Afterlif
Origin e?
By Aleister
Thelema Polytheist Occultism 1904
Crowley
Spiritualism
and
By Madame
Theosophy Westernized 1875 Yes
Blavatsky
Indian
spirituality
Christianity
Traditional African
Monotheist and African Africa
Church
culture
South By Sun Myung Heaven
Unification Church Monotheist Christianity 1954
Korea Moon or hell
Poland,
Unitarianism Monotheist Christianity Lithuania, 16th century Heaven
Hungary
Not
Unitarian-universalism Christianity 19th century Heaven
defined
Bohemia
Christianity Heaven
Unitas Fratrum Monotheist (now Czech 1457
(Protestant) or hell
Republic)
universalism Theist Heaven
thought universal
African
Voodoo Deist traditional Africa prehistoric
theology
By Gerald Not
Wicca Dualist Counterculture 1954
Gardner defined
Witchcraft
Zoroastrianism
and ancient Assyria By Abi ibn Reinca
Yezidism Monotheist 12th century
Mesopotamian (now Iraq) Musafir rnation
culture
Zhu Shen Jiao Theist The Shouters China 1993 Yes
Zoroastrianism Dualist Prehistoric Persia (now before 5th By Zoroaster
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Area of Afterlif
Origin e?
Iran) century
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1.
• Bane 2010, p. 97.
• Coulter, Charles Russell. Turner, Patricia.'Dictionary of Ancient Deities'. Oxford
University Press, 2001 ISBN 0195145046, 9780195145045
• Bane 2010, p. 13.
• Bane 2010, p. 14.
• Bane 2010, p. 17-18.
• "Variation: Alb, Alf, ALFEMOE, Alpdaemon, Alpen, Alpes, Alpmann, ApSARAS,
BOCKSHEXE, BOCKSMARTE, Cauquemare, Chauche Vieille, Dochje, DOCKELE,
Dockeli, Doggi, Druckerl, Drude, Drut, Drutt, Elbe, Fraueli, Inuus, Lee-TON, Lork,
Maar, Mahr, Mahrt, Mahrte, Mar, Mara, Mare, MART, Moor, Mora, Morous, Mura,
Murawa, Nachtmaennli, Nachtmahr, Nachtmanndli, Nachtmannlein, Nachtmerrie,
Nachtschwalbe, Nachttoter, Nielop, Nightmare, Night Terror, Old Hag, Quauquemaire,
Racking One, Ratzel, Schratlein, Schrattel, Schrattele, Schratteli, Schrattl, Schrettele,
Schrotle, Schrotlein, Schrsttel, Stampare, Stampen, Stampfen, Stempe, Sukkubus,
Toggeli, Trampling, Trempe, Trud, Trude, Trutte, Tryd, Tudd, Vampyr, Walrider,
Walriderske, Wichtel, and numerous others through history and geographic region"
(sic) - Bane, Theresa (2010) Encyclopedia of Vampire Mythology McFarland pg 17
• Bane 2010, p. 21.
• Bunson, Matthew. 'The Vampire Encyclopedia'. Gramercy Books, 2000 Original from
Indiana University.ISBN 0517162067, ISBN 978-0-517-16206-4
• Bane 2010, p. 24.
• Bane 2010, p. 24; 110.
• Bane 2010, p. 25.
• Bane 2010, p. 28.
• Bane 2010, p. 29.
• The baka is a vampiric spirit created when abokor (a Vodun priest) who has led a life
of evil dies." - Bane, Theresa (2010) Encyclopedia of Vampire Mythology McFarland pg
29
• Bane 2010, p. 34.
• Bane 2010, p. 52.
• Bane 2010, p. 56.
• "Variation: Elatomsk, Erestan, Erestun, Erestuny, Eretica, Eretich, Ereticy, Eretiku,
Eretitsa, Eretnica, Eretnik, Eretnitsa (female), Xloptuny" Bane, Theresa (2010)
Encyclopedia of Vampire Mythology McFarland pg 61
• Bane 2010, p. 66.
• Bane 2010, p. 18.
• Bane 2010, p. 19.
• Bane 2010, p. 83.
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23.Bane 2010, p. 146.

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ISBN 9780786444526. There is both an internet archive and website version of this
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St. Martin's Press New York New York, pages 62–63
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Limited, Westport, Connecticut, Pages 150–151,
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• Vampire Universe by Johnathan Maberry
• Vampires by Leonard R.N. Ashley
I LEAVE YOU WITH TWO STORIES THAT CAME TO ME THROUGH INTERVIEWS IN

2017 WHICH I UPDATED CHANGING THE NAMES OF THE PEOPLE BUT NOT THE
LOCATIONS.
I KNOW WHO I AM.
I looked hard at the TV and the program ‘Do You Know who you Are?’ then
switched it off and shrugged because I already knew who I was and where my family
line came from, the darker side of the genetic tree. This went back to the year 1500 AD
and started in Europe and you could say that I was off Royal Blood. Now as I am living
in England and have been for some time now except when I was a girl of four years old
when I was taken to see my ‘missing’ family in Europe, a part of them Romanian
gypsies and a part of them the gentry but flat broke. The old story, upper crust in name
financial wreck in nature but one had to keep up appearances of course. Thankfully I
did have enough money and other things of art value in two banks, one here in the UK
and the other in a Swiss Bank that my past family had used for many years.
Unknown to me until a month a go, I had been given a middle name, my full name being
Lucy Alucard De Massey, the Alucard it seems being Romania, not a popular name it
seems there and few girls ever called by it. The De Massey surname was from my father’
s side of the family and it seems that his father had to get out of Europe just before
World War Two broke out. My grandfathers two brothers and a sister did not make it
and joined the many thousands transported to the camps. That was the last my father
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heard of them and no records remained even after long searches made.
I once asked him when I was in my early teens if I was part Jewish and he shook his
head and said “No! Not ever and don’t ever bring the subject up again!”
My mother, a small slight woman with dark hair and eyes, told me once and almost in a
whisper that her side of the family were Roma, that is Romanian gypsies but of royal
blood and that a thousand years ago they migrated from India into Europe.
“And Dad. Where did his family come from?”3
Her eyes narrowed as I remember and she made sure that she was not overheard by any
of the servants or my father. “He came from Turkey, was born there then had moved
into Romania and taught history there until the war years. That is where I met him and
we had two weddings, the Roma one first and an Orthodox Christian one second and all
on the same day. Two days later he give up his religion and God it seems. I never asked
why.”
Now they are both long gone and as I had no sisters or brothers nor any children of my
own I am it seems the last of the line. Of course I still live in Tallagh House, all ten rooms
and five hundred acres of mixed woodlands and pasture land, the land I rent out to a
local farmer who also enjoys shooting pheasants in winter.
As for help here in the house I can no longer afford to staff it as it used to be but I do get
help from a woman in the local village, a Mrs Stone who comes in three times a week to
clean and a man who does the lawns called Sam. Sam is on his last legs now and it seems
he won’t be returning next spring because of illness which I fear is terminal. As he has
no family I have arranged that I will pay for the funeral if there is one because he did
work hard and was loyal to myself and the house.
The De Massey’s it seems were also Knight’s of the Temple too far back to trace and
Rome and them did not get on. Many were murdered on the orders from the Vatican so
finding any with the name is difficult even with a computer aided Genealogy program
and there are none in Ireland or the UK except me now. There are plenty of ‘Massy’s’
but common in name and background so I never bothered with them.
Sam had told me once that it would not be a good idea to place any adverts in
magazines or papers, the better newspapers of course, because if there was going to be a
‘Massy reunion’ then all sorts of people would turn up on the day and most of them
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frauds.4
I of course dismissed the idea then and thanks to Sam, who was looking after me over
the years made sure that I was never approached by strangers without a written
invitation. He also did the shopping as did Mrs Stone when I needed it but it was Sam
who could get what I needed.
Now that he was dying I had to plan what to do next. Mrs Stone said that she was
moving away to Blackpool to set up and B+B and no amount of money offered would
make her change her mind. I did have a choice of course.
Five weeks later and I can tell you that things have improved much though
old Sam died and Mrs Stone moved on. I did place a number of adverts in the European
press and was inundated with phone calls and letters of young women wanting to work
with me and a few who lived in the UK who were also from Europe.
The first two I interviewed together, both Serbs and both looking for work. Their
English was not great but they were willing to work for a low wage. More to the point
they were in the UK as illegal’s so there was no paper work and I have no doubt at all
the names they give me and used were false.
They had a room each and were fed as well. As I was of course but by the time they
found out that I had a special diet it was much too late. Getting rid of the bodies was
not a problem because there was not much to get rid off once the meat and organs had
been harvested and stored in a freezer, the blood in the bottles had to be stored by other
means and was not allowed to clot. That was why the bottles contained small glass beads
and when shaken this prevented too much clotting. The bad thing about blood was of
course 'bad blood’ so you had to be careful what you used. The other factor it had was a
storage date and time in which it would stay fresh but as there was a steady supply this
was not a real problem. If stocks ran low or not at all, I had to start going out again and5
this means into a city which I hated because it had to be a hotel and not the same city
till six months had passed.
The hospital A+E departments were a good source and always female. You just went
there, did not book in and sat in reception and people watched. There would always be a
choice of victims at weekends and more so at the hour of the wolf, two to four am for
those of you who don’t know.
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The good news is that when I was at home there were always young people coming and
going, some coming and not going if the truth be known but as far as the village was
concerned it was normal. The village being two miles away was also a safe bet that there
would be no nosy people or curtain twitches to be concerned.
My ‘discovery’ of who I was came as little surprise but it was quite accidental in my
fathers old library when I was sorting out old books for the local charity shop in the
village. There was of course many books, wall to wall in fact on a great number of
subjects, mainly history and archaeology but also on plants, birds and animals.
As I was sorting them into boxes a leather bound book fell from the top shelf and landed
at my feet. I picked it up and shook years of dust from it then opened it.
It was in fact the full family history written in black and red ink the first page dated
1500. Of course the handwriting was in the beginning was a scribble as far as I was
concerned but in time I learned to decode it. Some of it was written in Latin, Greek,
Hebrew, Turkish, German, Romanian, Italian and old English. Here I had to have help
and help I could trust because I had no idea what lay within the pages.
I ended up at the British Museum in London in their vast library and said that I had
come by the book via my father after he died. At first there was little interest until a Mr.
Sam Eccles took a look at it and sat with me reading through it. Three hours later I had
the company of four men and a woman all showing great interest in it and all language6
experts. When Mr. Eccles closed over the book and the rest of the people had left his
side I noticed with alarm that he was hugging it close to his chest and he muttered to
me, “We are willing to offer you one and the half million pounds for this book”, then
added. “ Today.”
I looked deeply at Sam Eccles and shook my head. “ Sorry. It’s not for sale.”
If I had slapped him he would not have been so shocked. I slowly reached out and took
the book, pulling it hard out of his hands. For a moment I thought he was going to cry
but I tucked my book back in the bag then looked at him.
“Thank you and the staff for all the help.”
He kept shaking his head then, “We only had the chance to do some of the pages and
even then a few paragraphs but it was enough for us to want more. The whole book in
fact with a rise in the price.”
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“It is not for sale. Thank you and goodbye.”

It was a week later and I was in bed when my ears picked up the sound of
breaking glass somewhere down below. As there was no one else in the house this could
only mean a break in. Not in the least alarmed I climbed out of bed and made my way
down in the darkness but it was not dark for me and any warm blooded animal that
would be present would show up bright green. There were a few mice but then I always
had mice so I headed towards the library and the now open door. There was a light or
lights moving back and forth and that told me that there was more than one person.
Slowly I pushed open the oak door and could see two bright green shapes, a man and a
woman going through my fathers books as fast as they could. The desk drawers had
already been rifled and papers scattered. There is anger and then there is white anger
and right at that moment I had white anger. I snapped on the wall light and they turned
around fast. The look on their faces was something I would have liked to photograph.7
Surprise would have been an understatement.
Sam Eccles stood looking at me and the much younger woman had now raised a small
crowbar. Maybe it was the fact that I was also nude and my black hair handing down or
maybe it was the stain of blood between my breasts because I had fed late but they had
a look of raw fear and horror.
It was then I drew back my lips wide and extended my teeth and they screamed.
What people, and that is you, don’t understand is that the Myth of the vampire is
just that. All that story telling about ‘vampires’ is just twaddle. Bram Stoker, Lord
Byron and Dr. Portelli told a good yarn of course but the garlic bit along with silver
bullets, crosses and Holy-water just does not work. I mean to say if someone trust a
clove of garlic in my face I would bite their fingers off and chew the whole lot together!
Yes I like blood, animal or human but I don’t go around sucking it out of necks or some
unmentionable place of a human body. No. I drain it, bottle it and drink it as I would a
good red wine. Liver of course is good for you so I eat that as well when I can get it and
as for sunlight on my skin, it tans me and I don’t crumble into a cloud of ash as the films
show.
In the last few weeks I have decided to do Greece on a few months holiday which will
include the islands and the more remote villages where not only can I get good
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accommodation but also a ready supply of dietary needs when I need to. The climate is
good and I can relax day or night when and if I want to. My looks, thank goodness seem
to be improving and I don’t age well. In fact I am now looking younger than I did last
year so if you see me by a pool or in a bar please make contact. I know who I am and
would love to get to know you better. Just to keep you on the right track my family
name throughout time is ‘ALUCARD’ so I will use that when abroad. Spell it
backwards and you too will know who I am as well.
AND IT IS GOODBYE FROM ME AND THEM

REBECCA
Thunder beat a tattoo of drums across the night sky then faded out as Peter Shaw came off
the canal, wet through and into the small pub by the waterside. It had been the single light
through the rain that he first seen and wet through he had at least found some shelter for a
time. He stood for a moment and looked at it. Old without doubt and his archaeology mind
placed the old pub at around one hundred to two hundred years.
The door was slick with wetness and he pushed it open, catching the edge of his rucksack on
it then pushed on in, the door slamming behind him.
He was surprised to see that for a Friday night it was empty except for an old grunt of a
woman behind the bar. He set his rucksack down beside the fireplace and the long dead fire
aware that she was watching him then walked over the wooden floor to the single bar, its top
scarred over the years.
She looked up, then at the wet trail of his footprints on the wooden floor, the lines on her face
like a map, the eyes bright and dark. Peter noticed she had no teeth.
“What can I get you?”, she asked, the voice rasping, brushing a string of grey hair out
of her face. There was no smile of welcome from her not even in her eyes.
Peter thought for a moment. “A half pint please. Do you do food.?”
She shook her head lifting a glass. “ No food. Nuts or bacon scratchings only.
“What sort?”
“Sorry?"
For a moment she glared at him. “Ale,what sort?"
“Oh! Local will do",looking at the few choices in front of him. “I don’t suppose you do B+B.
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One night only?"

“No. Stopped after the war. No need now because the coal mines have also gone."He was
disappointed and it must have shown. She pulled the half glass of local ale and set it
in front of him. To Peter it looked more than a bit frothy on top but he said nothing. She
frowned at him and licked lips that were like the slit belly of a fish.
“This place has not done food for two years or more now. Sorry.”
Peter sighed then lifted his glass,took a sip then said, “Times we are in I guess. I’ll have two
packets of nuts please.”
She reached behind her and ripped the packets of a card and handed them to him.
“Thanks”, handing her a five pound note and stood looking around him at the walls.
Old brown coloured photographs with even browner frames lined the walls, most of them of
local scenes and all farming pictures and a large clock that had stopped over the fireplace, the
glass of the face, fly-spotted. The hands on the clock said it stopped at four sixteen. He
pondered for a moment if that was am or pm.
The tables and chairs had seen better days, he thought as he took his change and
walked to the table where his red rucksack was. Now he could see a dark stain of a small
puddle beside it. Sitting down he observed that the old woman had left the bar area and he
shrugged. Maybe she had gone to make him a sandwich he thought hopefully.
He had just finished his first packet of nuts when the door opened and in walked a thin damp
looking young woman. She closed over the door and looked around her frowning.
Peter observed very quickly that she was just as wet as he was and therefore did not come by
car.
“I think she is out the back. Wet night”, said Peter looking at her face and into brown eyes
that looked almost black in the poor light.
She smiled and walked towards him and then stopped and looked down. “It is. Mind if I join
you seeing there is no one else here?"
For a moment he was surprised and then swallowed. “Please. Yes. Do.”She pulled back her
hood and a mass of black hair dropped down and sat. She held out her
hand and smiled. “ Rebecca. I used to live on the other side of the Lime-pits. Passing
through?”
He could smell the light perfume from her and her hair and took in the bright red lipstick
with
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painted finger nails that matched. Peter Shaw could see that she was a real beauty, a bit flat
chested but a beauty all the same.
“Peter. ‘Rebecca’ That is very Jewish. I’m Walking the path of the canal to Lichfield. Came
tonight from Walsall and got a bit lost in the dark. Found a bridge called Reddish Canal
Bridge and came across it to here. Seems I was on the wrong side of the canal.”
“ My family came here from Berlin before the war started. I mean the whole family and
settled in Birmingham. Most of them worked in the Jewellery Quarter there.Do you mind if I
smoke Peter?” taking a cigarette out of a small leather case and a silver lighter.
Peter laughed lightly and nodded towards the bar. “ I don’t but she might and it is not packed
with customers is it?”
She give a low chuckle. “ I don’t think she will notice or anyone else for that matter”,
lighting up and blowing out a small cloud of smoke. Then she tilted her head in the low light
and Peter could not help but notice that she reminded him of a film actress but at that
moment in time he could not remember who. Someone from his early childhood he thought.
Rebecca caught his eye and tossed her hair back then,“There is no canal at Lichfield Peter.
This canal will take you to Cannock and beyond and tonight with a wet and muddy path is a
little more than dangerous.”
It was a blunt statement made direct and he was alarmed. “No canal to Lichfield?”
She looked directly at him. “Chase-water and Cannock area. You want Lichfield you will
have to go by road or train. Bit late now for a train but you might get a late bus if there is one
running.” Rebecca changed the subject. “What do you do, work wise.?”“ Used to work in
Archaeology, the forensics side. Bones and old text. Taking in a break
before I head to Egypt for six months. More research but this time on the Roman occupations
there." He paused for a moment.
“What you just said has rather thrown me because I wanted to book into a small B+B in
Lichfield for the night. I don’t suppose you know of anyone around here that would...?”
She shook her head and looked at him from under it. “ No. Not here now. At one time it was
a farmers Inn but because it is out of the way very few people call in unless it is the barge
people, more so in summer than now. You know your bones then from an archaeology point
of view?”
He nodded wondering was she in fact making a play for him. “Yes. Why do you ask?”
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Rebecca stubbed the butt out on the stonework of the fireplace and then looked directly at
him and smiled. “As you crossed Reddish Canal Bridge there was a small willow wood to
your left with one old Scots pine tree growing at the edge of it. My father and brother said
that in the past it was an old Saxon grave but I do know that it looks like a place where there
would be such a grave. Pottery has been found around the edges of the fields as well as some
sea shells.”
“Sea Shells. But your miles from the sea here?”,he said puzzled.
Rebecca smiled. “ The Romans brought them with them. My dad said that when he had the
ploughing done in the top fields they would now and then come across human remains and
always buried with mother of pearl shells. I think you might want to come up to the Manor
House for the night. Mum has plenty of room and you can go on in the morning to Lichfield.
It’s not far from here, a walk through the Park-lime Pits, its a nature reserve and the path
leads up to Rushall Church. My home is behind the church and you would be welcome.”
Peter Shaw raised an eyebrow in pleasant surprise. Somewhere to stay for the night and out
of the rain and he could hear that the wind was also getting up outside.It would be much
better than walking to the bus stop in the hope there was a late bus. Besides
she was more than just attractive. She was also available and who knows, the night was still
young?
“Ok. Can I get you a drink before we go?”
She laughed and stood up. “ I don’t drink and besides Marie is more than likely half gone
now in front of her black and white TV. Come on. We might just miss the worse of the
storm.”
Peter shrugged, picked up his rucksack and followed her out of the pub. Rain was now
lashing the single building and the nearby trees and it was as black as pitch except for the
greenish and pink flickering of lightening in the west and the rumbles of thunder.
“You have a torch?”, he muttered stepping into a puddle as he followed behind her.
“Don’t need one. I know the way like the back of my hand and I can walk anywhere even in
a blackout like this. You get used to it over the years."
Somewhere to his right, a moorhen screeched on the canal side of the wood, the sound lost
quickly in the wind. Peter now wondered if he was mad or stupid coming in here with a
woman he did not know. There was also the risk that she could later accuse him of rape or
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some other assault. Fear hit him for a moment. What if she had men waiting along the path to
mug and rob him?
He stopped and she turned and came back to him, close to him and leaned over and kissed
him on the cheek. “Don’t worry. I won’t hurt you. Come on.”
He heard her walk away more than seen her do it, shrugged then smiled.
The trees of the nature reserve closed around them and Peter was struggling to keep up
with Rebecca, hard rain in his face. Then, there was a great flash of pinkish lightening,
crooked fingers searching for the earth below and Peter was thrown to one side with a strike
and fell face first against a rough barked ash tree then blackness.Dreams came and went, his
mind confused but no fear. Rebecca was standing nude on the
wooded path, water running down her body and he could see her shinning every time there
was a flash of lightening, but thought it odd he could no longer here the thunder claps. He
drifted in and out of consciousness the smell of sweat almonds in the damp air.
He opened his eyes and blinked then closed them again fast because he was looking
into a bright light. Slowly he tried again and then heard voices on both sides of him.
“BP is still a bit low but his breathing is normal now. Its the burns we need to sort.”
Burns?, he thought trying to remember and then when he did his eyes shot open and he was
looking into a face of a nurse and next to her two doctors.
The Asian nurse spoke softly looking at the chart she held, “Nuro stats setteling down but
there are peaks of confusion. The patient was rambling on about bed and breakfast and
needed to stay somewhere? Also about some girl or woman he had met on the night of the
storm."
The doctor took the chart looked at it then a Peter. “Bloods are ok and normal. You are in
what I would say is the best bed and breakfast about here young man. Service is good, food
bad, bed clean and all free.”
No one laughed and all were staring at Peter in the bed.
“What happened?”, he asked, his lips feeling strange and vision now blurred.
It was the nurse who spoke and smiled for the first time.
“Peter. You have had an accident and in the local hospital. It seems your rucksack frame was
hit by a bolt of lightening and it went through you and out your right foot. You are I should
say a very lucky young man and were found my a local man walking his dog just after dawn.
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There is of course some burns and we will deal with that. Is there anyone we can contact?”
Peter Shaw’s mind raced trying to recall the night before. “ The girl? Rebecca.Is she ok?”
The nurse looked at the two doctors then at Peter. “ There was no one else there. Just you and
no Rebecca or anyone else for that matter has rang up making enquires about you.
Sorry.”Four days later Peter was discharged from the hospital and he carried what was left of
his
rucksack to the front door and called a waiting Taxi. It pulled in sleek and black in the
sunlight and an Asia man shouted out to him. “ Where to mate?”
“The Manor Pub in Rushall Village please”, and climbed in the back his foot painful.
Less than twelve minutes later he was standing outside the pub and he watched the taxi drive
off just as two women walked out of the nature reserve gates. Peter said good morning and
the much older one said softly. “ They are closed son. Have been for the past six years ever
since the mines closed. There is a pub down in the village but that is not much better now.”
Peter protested. “ But I was in here last week. I had a drink here and met a girl called
Rebecca!”
Both women exchanged glances and the younger one said after she took in the burns on
Peter’s face and hands. “ Sure you did. Don’t take this the wrong way but I do think you need
help.”
“ I was here. There was a thunder storm and I met a young woman called Rebecca. The
woman behind the bar was much older and called Marie. Rebecca said she lived up at the
back of Rushall church, the Manor or something like that!”
The older woman coughed. Then softly said, “Rebecca you say. Young. Dark hair and slim
with a painted mouth and finger nails?”
“ Yes! That’s her. Where can I find her?”
“ Her and I went to school together and then she went ‘bad’. Army boys camping here in the
big field and she became the local...Well it’s not good to talk of the dead.
Anyway she died in 1945 or so they said. Was never found to this day. Some say she fell into
the Lime-pits lakes and was sucked into the hidden caves under the water, a few say she was
murdered by one of her many men and buried somewhere nearby. Then it could have
beensomeone from her own side. She was Jewish you see and in those days they kept to
themselves.”
Peter felt he was going to faint but he held onto the pub wall for support and shook his head.
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He looked to his left up the canal path to a distant Scots pine tree.
He looked at the two women and said with a shaking voice, “You said you went to school
with Rebecca, what year was that and how old are you now?”
The old woman smiled at him and shook her head. “Nineteen thirty six and I believe I’m
pushing close to ninety something. What is my age Lisa? Lisa is my carer you see, and she
knows you know?”
Lisa looked older than Peter’s own mother but she said quickly, “I still think you need help
and I am surprised the local police have not picked you up for bothering women.
You won’t ever find this so called ‘Rebecca’. This is two thousand and eleven so wise up!
You won’t find her now leave us alone!”
He watched Lisa rush the older woman away who was mumbling to herself and then Peter
looked towards the single pine tree and muttered to himself, “Want to bet!”
Overhead in a long string, Canada geese were flying into the flooded meadow lands to feed,
their calls like a pack of hounds while a single crow called once from a Scots pine in a
willow wood by the canal. He dug into his pocket and took out the change he was handed
back in the pub that night and gasped. It was in old copper pennies and silver shillings.
By the time he reached the wood and the single Scots pine he was sweating and had to
battle his way into the wood. He stood for a moment and looked around, his eyes seeking
gaps in the many bramble patches and open spaces on the woodland floor.
A jay flew off cackling and the noise made him jump but he kept looking for that small
depression on the woodland floor. Most people would miss it and over the years it would sink
ever so slowly but it would be there. He stopped and found what he was looking for under a
fallen willow tree. Peter set down the damaged rucksack and started to dig first with a
stickthen his bare hands and half an hour later he was holding a long bone, and he knew it
was
human.
He took his mobile out of his coat pocket and phoned 999. It was answered almost at once.
“ Police please.I want to report a missing person and maybe a murder.”
Ronnie Carleton March 2018

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PARANORMAL AND PARAPSYCHOLOGY RESEARCH.

A BIOLOGY AND PSYCHOLOGY OF THE PARANORMAL.

THE PARAPSYCHOLOGY OF THE PARANORMAL

The main questions that need to be answered are:

IS THERE SUCH A THING AS GHOSTS, SPIRITS AND LOST SOULS?

IF I VISIT A HAUNTED AREA OR BUILDING HAVE I ALREADY SET THE UNSEEN

HAVE I CARRIED OUT ALL MY BACKGROUND RESEARCH NEEDED BEFORE I

DO I NEED SOME SORT OF RITUAL PROTECTION BEFORE I PROCEED?

WHAT DID I REALLY SEE, HEAR, FEEL?

THE BIOLOGY AND MAKE UP OF GHOSTS,SPIRITS OR LOST SOULS.

A FEW FACTS ON GHOSTS IN MY OPINION AND RESEARCH.

Ghosts do not walk, they glide.

They do not walk through walls but vanish.

They can not be touched or touch.

Ghosts cannot speak, eat,drink hear or see.

They can vanish as quickly as they came.

DO NOT Move pictures, car keys,throw cups in a kitchen.

Make a noise. Do not breathe.

Do not need the night to be present.

Do not lie on you at night because that is at times wishful thinking.

No way can they move from London to Wales.

Do not make lights in a house flicker.

THE HUMAN MINDSCAPE AND THE PARANORMAL.

THE PSYCHOLOGY OF PARANORMAL RESEARCH.

THE PSYCHOLOGY OF PARANORMAL RESEARCH.

SOME TRUTH IN OLD TALES AND MYTH?

Vital spark of heavenly flame,

THE SOUL OR SPIRIT.

THE PROBLEM WITH THE PARANORMAL.

THE DARK ONES.

• Cadaver Sanguins – England

• Dachnavar – Armenia with the following spelling variations:

• Edimmu – Sumer \ Iraq with the following spelling variation:

• Fifollet – United States (Louisiana) also spelled:

• Impundulu (South Africa)

• Laistrygones – Ancient Greece, also under the names of:

• Manananggal – Philippines also spelled:

• Nachzehrer – Germany with the following possible spelling variations:

• Pacu Pati – India

• Sava Savanović – Serbia

• Vampire pumpkins and watermelons (Balkan)

• Wak Wak (Philippines)

• Yama – Tibet, Nepal and Mongolia

• Zaloznye Pokojniki – Russia

23.Bane 2010, p. 146.

• Bane, Theresa (2010). Encyclopedia of Vampire Mythology. McFarland.

I LEAVE YOU WITH TWO STORIES THAT CAME TO ME THROUGH INTERVIEWS IN

“It is not for sale. Thank you and goodbye.”

AND IT IS GOODBYE FROM ME AND THEM

One night only?"

Ronnie Carleton March 2018

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