Sight Seeing

From: Leah (canadianology@hotmail.com)
Story type: Channelling
Location: bellingham, wa, usa
Source: Form Submission

It was a friday... March tenth, two thousand and one. I had heard of an old mental institution in Bellingham WA, that had been closed down because of the cruelty of the night staff to the patients; The Homestead, I believe it was called. immediatly, I wanted to go there, if not for the thrill of spooky houses, then just to have something to do on the weekend with my friends. I called everyone up, including my boyfriend at the time, Erick, and we set out in our volkswagon.. on a mission to go get chills. Thats the way we saw it in those days. As soon as we drove up the old dirt driveway on sterling rd. all 5 of us started to tear like crazy, we thought it might be some chemical that was oxidized into the air there, but we didnt know. it was just about dusk, and the moon was already out, beautiful setting really.. now that I remember.

Anyways, you had to climb up these rotting stairs to the back window of the top floor to get in. as I was climbing the stairs, I heard a mans voice tell me to "leave now", I looked up into the window, and there was a face there, not just any normal face, but a shadowed face, the eyes, where unrecognizably shadowed... and then it disappeared. or left. I knew then that I had to enter The Homestead. Only for the fact that nobody else saw it. I opened the same window that I saw the face in, and I turned on my flashlight. 2 of the guys had already left screaming cause they felt gusts of wind and brushes of things against their bodies. My boyfriend stayed as did I and my friend Petri. we walked into the first room. there was animal blood and writing all over the walls from New age witches and stuff, trying to summon something... but I chose to ignore that. what I was really interested in was the information that was illegally left behind, on what medications, etc, the nightworkers had given the patients at the time it was open.

I was also interested in what I could muster up as far as "contact" being that it was a very highly active place. I went downstairs to the bottom floor and I noticed a small room. with a table and chair in it. The table was a desk, with a few drawers, so I decided to open the drawers up. as I was opening up the first drawer, something rushed by the chair and knocked it onto the floor behind me. it startled me, but I was still too interested in the drawers to be running away at that point. I felt there was something there to be found. so i opened it all the way, nothing... Went to the second drawer, and opened it up; there was a wooden hb 2 pencil, soggy paper, and coloured beads spread everywere in the drawer. I instantly knew upon touching these items that they belonged to the man that I saw in the window. I dont think that the voice that I heard at the beginning, and the face I saw where both connected, but you can never be sure. anyways, I found all the information I needed, and soon after left the building. there where definitly phantom winds and such, but I didnt record most of it.. and the recording that we did get, where mostly too dark to see... hahaha, Leah