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Investigation at Duckett’s Grove 21st February 2014
After a
long and difficult journey, I arrived in time to join one of the teams just heading out
into the woods around the side and back of the castle.
There were
10 of us in our group and 4 groups in total so there were about 40 people in
total at the open event which had been arranged as a charitable event by
Wexford Paranormal – a fantastic team who I was privileged to join for the
night’s investigation.
Out in the
woods we heard branches breaking underfoot but could not see where the noise
was coming from or what was causing it.
The team
leader used a Frank’s box or Ghost box – like a radio that is continuously
scanning for channels, fragments of speech, music and static are heard. Some
Ghost Hunters believe that spirits can use the built in echo chamber to
manipulate these sounds and actually communicate through this medium.
The team leader
asked various questions including, who had just joined the group? My name, “Kim”
came clearly through the static. He then asked where I was from and once again
the answer was clear, “West Cork”.
More questions
were asked but although I thought I heard answers to these, I couldn’t be sure
I wasn’t just picking out what I expected to hear.
We then
moved into the castle itself. The wind was blowing strongly through the narrow
windows in the round tower-like room known as the “Growl” room.
Several of
the team, myself included, thought they heard scratching noises behind them in
the stone walls. The lady filming the investigation felt that someone was
standing very close beside her. Most of us heard tapping or knocking noises in
the stone walls as if someone was rapping quite hard on the stone.
I asked if
any of the others could hear voices at times and one of the team – standing beside
me – said yes, he kept hearing murmuring coming through the doorway beside us.
We tested to see if we were hearing one of the other teams but after asking
them, by walkie- talkie, to speak loudly among themselves for a few minutes, we
were unable to hear anything from them so ruled out that form of noise
contamination.
The other
person who had heard the voices agreed that they sounded like women chattering.
We moved
into the kitchen area but did not stay long as another team had also moved into
a nearby area so we all agreed to take a break.
After a
much needed coffee, we went back into the castle. We decided to investigate a
fairly open room near the wine cellar.
As soon as
we entered the room several people complained that they did not like the
feeling in the room. We heard various noises like stones dropping to the floor
and feet shuffling.
The lady
doing the filming said that once again she felt that someone was standing right
beside her.
Three of us
mentioned that we felt very cold down one side all of a sudden. My left thigh
and knee felt icy cold and we agreed that the coldness seemed to be coming from
one particular corner of the room. The lady on the camera said she felt someone
blow on her face. After a while she said that she felt like she was burning
down one side. A temperature reading of both cheeks revealed that there was a
difference of 9 degrees Celsius between her cheeks even though the hotter cheek
was closer to an open window and the open door was also on that side.
Our team
leader left the room briefly to check on another team nearby and we began
calling out, asking if anyone wanted to communicate with us. A quick succession
of loud taps on the stone wall behind one of the team took us all by surprise.
After this
the tapping continues intermittently but did not seem to be in response to our
questioning.
One of the team
stumbled slightly and within a few minutes most of the team had swayed or lost
balance for no apparent reason. We later agreed that being in the room was like
being on a boat in a relatively calm sea – just enough motion to make you aware
that you were not on solid ground.
Our next
port of call was the upstairs room where “Mrs Brady” is said to have lived. This
room is accessed by a narrow, winding, metal staircase. Some people – on previous
investigations – have mentioned a strong putrid smell on the staircase but this
time nobody noticed it.
By general
consensus it was agreed that some of the team would try table tipping – a method
thought to allow a spirit to use the energy of the people around the table to
move or tip the table. The table was rocking gently and lifting slightly off
the ground but as I am not a huge fan of this method of communication, I lost
patience and decided to speak to “Mrs Brady” myself.
I asked her
to lift the table as I knew she was capable of this having seen it first hand the
last time I was at Duckett’s Grove when we were seated around it.
Suddenly
the table began to tilt and eventually flipped right over. I continued to talk
to Mrs Brady the whole time.
A medium in
the group then took over and set up a communication avenue using a glass with
team members’ finger resting gently on the top– the glass was to be moved
clockwise for yes and anti-clockwise for no. Mrs Brady apparently did not like
the medium and managed to make this clear through moving the glass. Further
questioning revealed that she was afraid that the medium would harm one of the
other spirits by “clearing” him – the word “clear” was spelt out on the table
surface.
The team
had encountered this spirit through the Ghost box in the garden before I had
arrived. He called himself “David” but we were unable to establish who he might
have been.
When asked
if “David” was happy the glass spun clockwise – yes – very quickly.
Just like
the table tipping, I am not a fan of using a glass for communication as both
these methods are not very easy to prove but it was interesting to see them in
action.
Conclusion
Although
nothing outstanding happened this time, Duckett’s Grove is still one of my
favourite places to investigate. I believe there is something here and look
forward to my next chance to collect evidence in this amazing place.
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