Death and Dolls
What can I say about North Carolina? Dolls come to mind! Yes, if you did not know, now you do. There are a lot of dolls in that house. There were so many that there was little space to walk. I am not afraid of dolls, but there was something about the dolls in this house that angered and upset me.
It had been a long day, of waiting and waiting to do the walk.
I was outside the location waiting in a car for several hours. The dead decided that was too much, and they started coming to me while I was waiting in the car. In fact one of them was rather menacing and was attempting to start a fight with me. I could not wait to get moving and talk to them in a safer area.
After much waiting and arguing with the scary man in black, I finally got to go into the location. There was so much information and so many dead. I was a little shocked that this was a house.
I initially started my walk in the basement and did not know what awaited me upstairs. The basement alone was filled with residual energy of times past — layer after layer of it. It was difficult to place the exact times and people with those times. Residual energy has no real voice, so it is frustrating to figure out the puzzle. Not to mention a house usually has very little dead and/or residual energy within its walls. So, this was a shocker.
Nothing compared to the shock I got when I walked up the stairs and saw the dolls. They were literally everywhere, on the couch the walls, the beds and even the bathroom! Again, there were layers of residual energy and then a few dead came out very briefly to speak, but outside was a different story. Something rather disturbing was going on around and through the house. This is what would explain why I was so angered about the dolls.
This was a hard debriefing, because it involved not only a haunting, but also the manner in which this family lived. It had to change. Luckily, the debriefing, though long, went really well.