My Encounters with Shadow People My Encounters with Shadow People

My Encounters with Shadow People Excerpted from Ghost Box by Chris Moon and Paulette Moon Llewellyn Publications

One of the more interesting things we’ve encountered through the years of investigation is Shadow People. There are many different theories as to what these beings are, ranging from some sort of inter-dimensional time travelers to messengers to demonic entities. I always say if someone tells you he or she is an expert on Shadow People, they’re lying. There are no experts when it comes to these creatures. My mother and I have actually been visited by Shadow People for many years. My mom had her first encounter with a Shadow Person approximately twelve years ago while exercising in her basement. She was on her treadmill watching the TV across the room. As she was walking, she suddenly felt like she wasn’t alone. Now, her basement is fairly well known for having para- normal activity, but she said this was something different. She slowly turned her head to the right to look into the darkened bathroom next to her. She said she noticed what appeared to be a dark shadow figure crouching down in the corner of the bath- room. Instinctively she stepped off the treadmill belt and onto the sides of the machine and braced herself. Looking closer at the figure, she noticed it appeared to be wearing clothing of some kind. Frightened, she continued to stare at the figure. She said it was as if the thing suddenly realized she was looking at it and it slowly rose from its crouched position and stood tall. That’s when she noticed it looked like it was wearing a long, dark trench coat and a hat resembling a fedora. Once it was fully standing, it raised its arms and ascended directly through the ceiling. Once the creature was gone, the tension in the room faded and she had a chance to recount everything that had just happened, calling to tell me exactly what had taken place. Never having an experience like that before, it was hard for me to understand exactly what had happened. I went through several different theories in an attempt to classify what this being was, but soon realized it was something we had never dealt with before. (This was at a time when accounts of Shadow People were rare.) Several years passed, and although we dealt with many different types of entities that we hadn’t known existed until we encountered them in our investigations, my mom didn’t have any other encounters with Shadow People. That is, up until her father passed away. First Communication One night when she was alone in bed, my mom woke up with a terrible feeling of fear. She thought about her father, who had just passed away, and she felt very sad and alone. She opened her eyes and saw, in the far corner of the bedroom, a dark figure crouched down low. When she sat up to get a closer look, the shadowy figure moved quickly from one corner of the room to another. Then, just as quickly, it moved again to another dark corner, behind and beside her bed. My mom could then see it was a Shadow Person. She tried to communicate with it, but there was no response. She asked, “What are you doing here? Do you have a message for me?” It then returned to the corner in which she had first seen it. She then asked, “Do you have a message from my father?” The dark figure telepathically communicated with her that her father had gone on to the other side and all of his suffering was over. My mom felt an overwhelming sense of relief both for her father and herself. Just like my mom’s experience years earlier, the shadow being rose and quickly ascended through the ceiling. Emotion overwhelmed her and she spent the rest of the night crying. Her feelings of fear, sadness, and loss were so intense that she wasn’t sure she would live to see the next day. I was completely puzzled by these experiences my mother was having. At this point, I had had no experience with Shadow People myself, but having an inquisitive nature I wanted to experience something, too.

First Experience My first experience with Shadow People came while speaking at a conference in Connecticut. Some of the other speakers and I were invited on an after-hours ghost hunt in a popular outdoor park and I decided to take them up on the offer. Dina decided to come along as well. I brought along a camera to see if I could capture any evidence while we were there. While we were outside examining a wooded area, several of us in the group suddenly felt small rocks hitting us. The pebble projectiles were coming from somewhere within the trees. My first thought was that someone was messing with us, so I ran into the wooded area with a flashlight to see what I could. I looked everywhere but couldn’t find signs of anyone nearby. I spoke aloud, asking if there were spirits trying to get our attenion. Just as I did, I was struck in the arm by another small rock. One of the other investigators told me we were probably dealing with Shadow People. (While there are reports of Bigfoot throwing rocks and pebbles, we’ve also found that Shadow People, being three dimensional creatures, have the ability to move matter. We still aren’t sure if the pebbles being thrown were to communicate with us or to ward us off.) Apparently, this area was well known for this type of activity. As we took more pictures and asked more questions via EVP, we saw shadows

effortlessly moving through the trees. The shadows moved at amazing speeds. If we asked a question that struck a nerve with them, they would throw a small rock to get our attention. It was so overwhelming that Dina had to leave the area and go back to the car with a couple of the other investigators because of the intense activity. She was extremely afraid of these entities because of their speed, their ability to move physical matter, and their high level of engagement with us. The only explanation I came up with for this level of paranormal activity was that there must have been some sort of portal or vortex in that area allowing these beings to come and go at will. I’m still unsure of what their intent was. My curiosity was piqued by this interaction with Shadow People. I wanted to know more. Over time, while investigating areas that were known to have Shadow People activity, I would turn on the Ghost Box and ask as many questions as I possibly could. The thing I found fascinating was that, when these entities attempted to communicate with us through the device, their responses were high pitched screeches that were similar to whales and dolphins communicating with one another. I can only listen to it in short spurts, as it quickly becomes painful. Unfortunately, I had no way of discerning what they may or may not have been trying to tell us—my mediumship ability did not help in this in- stance. I feel confident they are trying to communicate, but again cannot decipher what they are trying to say. My next experience with a Shadow Person happened at Waverly Hills Sanatorium in Louisville, Kentucky. We were conducting one of our Ghost Hunter University events there during the summer months and had a huge turnout. While we’d investigated this location on our own before and knew there was a huge amount of paranormal activity inside the walls, I couldn’t have prepared myself for what happened that night. While leading one small group through the darkened halls of the building, I was quietly explaining some of the best techniques to capture photographic evidence of an investigation. We didn’t have our flashlights on at the time and were simply moving through the halls using the moon as our only light. While there was an occasional flash of the camera, it was nearly impossible to see anything other than shapes as we continued our ghost hunt. All at once I felt something extremely strange. It’s hard to describe, but felt like a deep primal fear overtook everyone in my group, including me. I subconsciously hunched down as if I were preparing for something to happen, but had no idea what it was. As I turned away from my group to look behind us, the smell of dirt and dust filled the air. A huge cloud of debris then rose up from the floor in front of us, causing me to take a step back. As shocking as this was, it was just the precursor to some- thing truly terrifying— a huge black shadow that emerged from the floor and towered over my group and me. I couldn’t breathe and I couldn’t move. I was frozen. As we all looked up at this massive Shadow Person, it looked back down at us with what I felt was ill intent. In an instant, it turned and ran toward the window ledge off in the distance. All we could do was stand and stare as we watched this imposing entity jump off the ledge to the ground below. We stood shaken for several minutes. Once we gathered our wits, we all ran to the spot the creature jumped from and looked down to the ground. There was no sign of the Shadow Person. To this day we have no idea what these beings are or what their true intent might be.

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