Ghost Encounters

Drumheller Canada, July 2015

Drumheller is a town within the Red Deer River valley in the badlands of east-central Alberta, Canada. It is located 110 kilometres northeast of Calgary.

I was there in July 2015 doing private readings at The Naval Recruits Building. I was told that the building was used by the Spanish as a plague hospital in 1700’s and somewhere in the 1800’s it became a General hospital till the mid 1960’s, where it was taken over by the Navy Recruits. I would like to make it clear that I have no records showing that this information is correct only word of mouth of locals.

I was there with another medium, we were doing day readings. It was an old two story building with a basement. It didn’t look much at all. There was a first floor and ground was used for the hospital beds and the basement was the morgue. All floors were connected by a staircase. Once again no signage only word of mouth by locals on what was located on each floor.

When I first arrived there I could sense spirit around me. I took this as them getting ready to come through for their loved ones. I walked around the ground floor and decided to proceed up the stairs. It was strange as each step I took felt as my legs had lead placed in them. I was exhausted by the time I got to the top of the stairs. As I moved to the centre of the room to look around I began to feel sick and I found it hard to breathe. I needed to leave the first floor and get back down the stairs. As I walked towards them I felt hands on my back pushing me towards the stairway and hurrying me down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs I was being led to a corner on the ground floor. They were very strong and whilst in the corner it was as if the spirit where checking me out. After that I was not allowed to ascend the staircase again, as each time I tried they pushed me psychical back away from the stairs. It was an interesting day.

I informed the other Medium that I would be doing my readings on the ground floor. I did this by yelling from the base of the stairs. The energy on the ground floor was amazing. When I was doing my readings I was bringing through three to four spirits of friends and family members for each of my readers, the information and validation that was coming through was inspiring.

At the end of the day and after my sitters had left I suggested to the other Medium that we should go down to the basement to take pictures of orbs, I assumed it would be fun, never assume anything! We decided to leave the lights off, what could be wrong with that?

On entering the top of the stairs that led to the basement the energy became very heavy; the lights where turned off so we could use the flash. This is where I started to rethink my idea of photos and darkness, of course stupidity won over and we started down.

Oh I wish I could describe the atmosphere as it was, instead saying it was thick and dark, oh it was strong! We should have stayed at the top of the stairs. We started to walk down the stairs, me in front as the other person didn’t want to. Into the darkness we went, taking pictures as we moved through it. The flash would illuminate the way for us. You could feel the cold against your skin and yours hair on the back of your neck stand up on edge. Really it felt like a bad B rated horror story. We adventured further into the darkness. It was thick, cold and we felt things near. We had managed to go down the hallway. It was dark and if we had no light from the flash of the camera it would have been hard to find our around. A few minutes in as I took a picture, the flash lit the dark hallway and this person appeared. He was running at us, we both saw it, omg it looked like a Native Indian in Buckskin, with items or sticks or whatever in his hands. Both of us trained professional Mediums, screamed like five year olds, we turned around and started to head back up the hallway with great haste. My heart was pounding, in the dark we saw a dim light coming down the stairs, we were so relieved it was close and we ran like two frightened children. I remember hitting the stairs and climbing them a three at a time. Mind you by the time I had got to the base of the stairs the other medium was up and out. I got to the top of the stairs and slammed the door close because that would stop them, yeah right. By the way I was asked can’t spirit walk through doors and walls, I said yes, it is amazing when you get into flight or fight mode you just don’t think.

This experience left me feeling so alive, and feeling spirit so strongly it was amazing.