Recently I went on a paranormal investigation at the site of a POW camp. The site wasn't at all what we expected. There aren't any actual buildings left at the POW camp, which housed German soldiers during World War II and migrant workers at other times. Some concrete foundations and a rusty water tower is all that remains. It's now the city park, complete with baseball diamond. The picnic pavilion and the concrete slabs, I've since learned, are foundations of the meeting hall and prisoner barracks.
I didn't expect to get anything interesting, since it was outdoors and there was so much background noise. We didn't get so much as an EMF hit, although there was an intermittent nasty odor around the playground. We searched the area pretty thoroughly and couldn’t find an organic source.
To my surprise when I listened to the recording a few days later and got several clear but faint EVPs. We got a response to a question, were told to get out, and got a rude noise. But what we were most interested in, however, was finding out whether we'd picked up anything near the kiddie playground where we'd smelled the funky smell. And we did. It's clear even without headphones. I thought it was a growl or a cough, but my friend Debbi was the one who recognized it as a death rattle. We picked it up right in the spot where we'd smelled what we thought was something dead. This is not the first time I’ve run across a negative entity, or one that communicates by smell. I’m not exactly sure what to make of it. It’s a bit creepy.
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