for me it was at a farm house. i was alone on the second floor setting up the digital recorder. i felt like i wasnt alone. like someone was looking over the top of my head (which is possible since im short). i put the recorder down and left. when it came into reviewing the recorder i caught a deep male voice telling me to "get out". that was what we caught the most of in that farm house. many different voices telling us to do the same. the owners called us back 2 more times. great place.
when we were at the farm house,two other team members and i were in one of the barns. we had the EVP going and when i asked "if there is someone here,come towards me" and i felt like someone rushed towards me. I remember getting up quickly and trying to get away because i felt threatened by an unseen focus. that's when Chris saw a shadow outside the barn and we caught that EVP shortly after i asked it to come towards me, that said "get out of here, i mean it!"
I have never actually been scared on an investigation (yet...) but I have had a few 'interesting' events. We were at a small vacant house in a VERY small town in south-central Iowa, it was our second trip there. (Basically a follow-up - our first trip yielded a couple of interesting EVPs, but nothing earthshattering.) So, there were only two of us at the time, we were about ready to pack up and leave and we started to prod a little. (Not provoking exactly - mostly just saying that this was going to be the last chance for any occupants to be heard and things like that.) I said the words: "Once we leave, you will be forgotten" and immediately I heard the floor creek as though someone was standing behind me - then there were footsteps from another room on the floor, followed by the strangest feeling that we were surrounded. During this time we also captured a low grade EVP that sounded to me like 'my home', but it was difficult to make out for sure.
Last Edit: May 25, 2011 8:28:23 GMT -6 by fbnstephen
No real "investigation", but had a couple of moments......
The "big ones" that I've recounted on here before are the ones about the house I lived in, in 1989-90 (see appropriate thread). And then what happened to me at Summerwind Mansion (see appropriate pictures with captions).
Then there's one more: I was with my buddy Mark and his sister Sharon in late 2004, in Illinois at the "CryBaby Bridge" (I can't remember exactly the town it's by; it's about 30 miles west of Galesburg, though). The bridge is one of those where the ghosts of children are supposed to "push" your car across the bridge. When we got there, we could see that the bridge is slanted at an angle, hence why your car is "pushed" across. But we decided to try it anyway. We sprinkled a dusting of powder on the back of the car; Mark would be behind the wheel (to direct the steering), Sharon would be videotaping, and I was to push the car back if need be, and/or to direct traffic (it's a one-lane bridge, and the road is kinda narrow). I pointed out to the camera before we started that I was the only one who was touching the car while this was going on. We did the experiment 5 times with the car facing forward, and 4 times with the car facing the other way. Each time it went the direction of the slant. We noticed no oddities, not even with the dust. So we decided to give it up and head to Galesburg to eat and fill the gas tank. Again, no one has touched the car but me, and my lone handprint on the trunk is there as proof. We pull in to a Burger King in Galesburg, and I'm the last one out of the car. I go around to the back, and I see next to my handprint a small (and faint) pair of handprints. Once again, I was the ONLY one of us who's touched the car, and I was the last person to touch the car. The prints were too small to be Mark's OR Sharon's, and looked to be that of a 6 year old's. Sharon got the video camera and I pointed out the prints, talking to the camera.
Now while nothing "officially" happened to us during the experiments, the "proof" was there on its own. It was enough to make the hair stand up on the back of your neck. So, did it work? You be the judge.