“The original haunting reported that the husband was woken at three-fifteen a.m. every morning. They recorded strange smells, green slime oozing from walls and keyholes, and frequent cold spots. Levitation supposedly happened, and a demonic voice was heard telling a priest to get out,” Harry stated.
“The flies attacking the priest?” Sunny asked.
“Didn’t happen. Nor did the cloven hoofprints, nor is it built on a Satanic cemetery. But to be honest, nobody ever saw levitation or slime oozing from the walls,” Harry said.
“So what happened was probably exaggerated?” Phil mused.
“Yes. However, since the family left, no further activity has been observed. A little over a year ago, the new residents reported events happening again. They moved six months ago and haven’t let anyone in,” Harry added.
“There’s an ‘and’ here,” I challenged.
“Yeah. Neighbours have stated screams and flashing lights. Blood has been seen on the interior walls, and a vile smell is emanating from it. The house is secure, and nobody’s been inside. There’s a lot of interest because of the history,” Harry finished.
“Thanks. Now, as base camp is smack in the middle of the two sites, those at the cemetery will return here each morning. But those investigating Amityville have permission to sleep there. You will literally be living there for the investigation. As theinitial team going in, we’ll pick up enough groceries to last the week,” I said.
“Is it wise to stay there?” Jack asked.
“It would give us a rounded investigation,” I responded.
Sunny straightened. “Do you believe it’s unsafe?”
“The haunting was heavily dramatised. Make no mistake about that. However, there was severe paranormal activity there despite the exaggeration. I suspect the two priests would agree that it was evil,” Jack replied.
“Demonic?” Sunny sat up straighter.
I sighed. “Sunny, this isn’t the first demon we’ve come across.”
“No. And think about what the last one tried,” Sunny argued.
“We’ll have Michelle with us, and we’ll be heavily armed with equipment,” I said.
“What type?” Chey asked.
“Holy water, Bibles, blessed crosses, salt, oil, and incense,” I replied.
Chey nodded. “Ah, got ya.”
“Would they function if we aren’t even religious?” Celt inquired.
“Yes. If you have faith in the item’s power, it will work,” Michelle answered.
“I’m not devout, but I do believe in the cross,” Celt mused.
“Any questions?” I asked.
“Yeah, why are Chey and I split up?” Celt looked at Chey.
“You’re unhappy with that? I can swap. Callie has Sunny, and he’s capable of taking my place,” Connor offered.
“Callie? Does that work for you?” Celt turned to me.
“If Connor’s happy enough with it, then I’m okay. But Celt, if you interfere with something, I will boot you back to the other team,” I warned.
“What’s that mean?” he demanded.
“It means things happen, and you need to be prepared for the unexpected. Sunny has finally curbed his tendency to want to throw me over his shoulder and run. You can’t do that, Celt, it could affect the haunting. If you do, I’ll move you back to the other team,” I said.
Celt studied me to see how sincere I was. Where he was concerned, I was deadly serious. Celt slowly inclined his head, and with that, I wrapped up the meeting.
