Excerpt from Dark Creepy Places 

The following excerpt is from Chapter One of my soon to be released third book, Dark Creepy Places! The books I write are based on the true life encounters that I have had while investigating the supernatural. 

Several years after I became involved in paranormal investigating, I met a lady who I can best describe as being a very remarkable psychic medium.  At the time, I had never met a psychic before, so I wasn't sure if legitimate clairvoyants existed. My uncertainty regarding the validity of psychics and their abilities changed the very first time that I met this lady. It was also during that meeting that she told me something that I have never forgot. She told me that by delving into the supernatural, I would open a door to the other side, and that by doing this, I would see and experience things so bizarre that I would not understand them. As it has turned out, the statement she made that day has been accurate many times over. The incident that you are about to read, is one such example of what I am referring to.
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TIME SLIP...ASTRAL PROJECTION...DOPPELGÄNGERS...

Chapter One

Why I continue to investigate the Supernatural

There are so many strange and unexplained mysteries that are reported around the globe on a daily basis. Things so bizarre, that even if we read about them in a Stephen King novel, we would all shake our heads in disbelief and laugh. I had one such experience, in the spring of  2009, while in Arizona. I’m not sure if it was a timeslip , the doppelganger of another person, or what it was, that I witnessed that day!

If you remember the old TV series, The Twilight Zone, you'll remember host Rod Serling's great opening monologue, which is so fitting to what I am about to share with you. So much so, that I believe that I may of had my own experience with the  real "Twilight Zone!"

The opening monologue began; "You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension, a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into the Twilight Zone."- ROD SERLING

The story I am refering to began when my wife and I were in Arizona, to watch our son Cory, play baseball for his college team. We were in Chandler Arizona, and the incident I am about to describe, occurred on the morning that we were leaving to return home to Illinois. It was early, around 5:30 a.m.. I had just pulled into a very large gas station, with many kiosk and fuel pumps to fill up with gas. 

Pulling up to the island closest to the convenience store on the premisses, I parked on the right hand side of the kiosk. Stepping out of our vehicle, I pulled opened the door to the fuel compartment which was located on the rear drivers side of our SUV. I opened the door, and removed the gas cap, then placed the nozzle from the pump into the fuel tank. 

After doing this, I turned and pressed the appropriate buttons on the keypad for the fuel pump and started fueling my vehicle.  I noticed an older Cadillac pull up on the opposite side of the kiosk, and stop one pump ahead of the pump I was using.

So the Cadillac, was on the left side of the kiosk that I was parked by, but one pump further up.

I watched as the drivers door of the Cadillac swung open. I saw a very young,  attractive lady, who I estimate to be in her late twenties, step out of the car. She was thin, and very tall. Her hair was long, and beautiful. It was a shinny black in color. She had a golden complection and I surmised that she might be Native American. The girl now out of her car, swung the drivers side door closed. 

She caught my attention for two very good reasons. First, it was a very cool or what I would call cold morning for Arizona. I know the temperature was fifty-nine degrees, because I had checked the temperature on the dashboard of our vehicle just before I had exited it.

The lady was wearing a very skimpy denim two-piece bathing suit, which didn’t seem appropriate for the cool morning temperature.

The second and most obvious reason that I noticed the young lady, was that she was totally  gorgeous! 

After she slammed the door of the Cadillac shut, she hopped up on the kiosk, took one step, hopped down off of the kiosk, then jogged approximately fifteen yards into the convenience store. I watched the door of the convenience store close behind her. I distinctly remember watching her exit the vehicle, and the door of the vehicle slam shut, immediately after she exited it. That I am one-hundred percent sure of!

At this point, I turned around to checked the nozzle that I had placed in the fuel tank, to make sure that it was securely in the tank. This took maybe three or four seconds at the most. I turned back around, and as I did this, I noticed the drivers side door of the Cadillac swing open again, just like it had done moments before! I watched and saw the same young lady,  wearing the same skimpy denim two piece bathing suit, with a beautiful dark completion, long shinny black hair, step out of the car, swing the door closed again, hop up on the kiosk, take a step, hop down off the kiosk, then jog the fifteen yards into the convenience store. I again watched as the door to the convenience store close behind her. 

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Witnessing this, caused me to shake my head in disbelief. So I quickly finished pumping the gas, and hurried into the convenience store, to see if possibly the lady had a twin sister, who for some reason, may have exited the vehicle from the drivers side. 

I walked into the convenience store to pay for my fuel, but more importantly, to see if I could spot the lady and see if maybe she had a twin.  Wearing the skimpy outfit, she was easy to spot. I spotted her selecting some food items from the pastry isle, and she was alone. I made a point to walk around the store, looking for her possible identical twin, but there was no one else in the store that even remotely resembled the girl. I paid for my fuel, then returned to my vehicle.

When I got back in our vehicle,  I asked my wife if she had seen the girl that was in the Cadillac go into the store? Kathy immediately said that she did, and mentioned how she must be freezing in the outfit that she was wearing! I agreed, then asked her, how many times, she had seen the lady get out of the car and enter the store. “Once” she exclaimed! Then Kathy asked me why. I explained what I had seen, and Kathy again reiterated that she had only seen the lady go in once. 

We waited and watched as the lady walked out of the store, and when she did, she came out alone. As she pulled away from the station, I could see that she was the only person in the car!

So, what did I see, and was I suppose to see it?  Were the stranger and I some how spiritually or supernaturally connected to the point, that I knew what she was going to do, before she did it? Was there a time slip, that I somehow, became entangled in? Was it her spirit, her doppelganger, or somehting else that I saw?

The incident, didn’t seem to be the classic case of Deja vu in which, a person, has the strong sensation that an event or experience taking place,  has been experienced before. No matter, if it has actually happened or not. But the event I had just witnessed, took place, two times in a matter of moments!

Did I possibly catch the proverbial fork in the road of this ladies free will and perhaps see her alternate life manifest into the physical? If that was the case, did I see, or actually not see, the alternative choice, turn into a parallel reality. 

Did one of the dark haired ladies, vanish into another reality, or rejoin, her original self undetected by me? Those are the biggest questions that I have had, since I witnessed the event in 2009!

If this was a case of witnessing a doppelganger, where did either the first, or second person that I witnessed go? When I went inside the convenience store, which lady did I see, the first one, or the second one?

So after thirteen years of investigating the strangeness that the supernatural has to offer, my journey to uncover and explain these mysteries continues!  Exploring the unexplained, leaves me feeling like Christopher Columbus, who set out to explore and find a new territory, but wasn’t sure where he would end up!
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I have been away from my blog for a couple of months, while finishing the manuscript for my third book, DARK CREEPY PLACES. The manuscript is now in the hands of my publisher, the good folks at Huntzman Enterprises and will be available soon. 

(Stay tuned to the blog,  for frequent updates and photos discussing my investigations and experiences at locations through out the midwest, as well as information regarding the release of  Dark Creepy Places!)

Even though I have been busy writing and had to put the blog on hold for a bit, does not mean that I was too busy to investigate. In the time that I have been away, I have investigated a cemetery, was asked to, and investigated a University in Illinois, and just last Friday night, investigated a pre- Civil War house, built in 1854.  Review of the evidence from Fridays investigation is underway, and I am pleased to say, that in only three hours of review, we have already found several voices that don't seem to fit in, based on voice identification, including volume, tone and pitch of the voices. The investigative team on Friday was limited to myself, and fellow Urban Paranormal Investigations, investigator, Jay Nandi. I conduct my paranormal investigations in a similar manner that I conducted investigations when I was a private investigator, which is, keeping the investigation secured and controlled. Part of keeping the investigation controlled is done by by limiting the number of investigators which eliminates the possibility of confusing investigators voices with unexplained voices during audio and video review. 

2015 is already shaping up, to be the busiest year of investigating so far, which should mean, that I will have a lot of interesting information and evidence to share with you.
In the meantime, enjoy a sneak peek from the introduction of my latest book.

~LarryWilson

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DARK CREEPY PLACES

Introduction

Over the years, we have all heard stories about ghosts and hauntings, or watched scary movies and television shows, that would send shivers down our spine. 

Our terror was only temporary, since all that was necessary to get back to our peaceful reality, our comfort zone, was to turn on the lights or change the channel on our TV set.

Even with the immediate sigh of relief that we experienced after turning the lights back on, we still hesitated to glance over at an uncovered, darkened window, in fear of what might be looking back at us.

As children, our imagination would run wild; we would hear strange sounds that startled us awake in the middle of the night. Creaking floorboards coming from the hallway, that were most likely made by the house settling, but, sounded like footsteps creeping ever closer to our room. A howling wind, which sounded like a phantom voice, beckoning us, to come into the darkness. We feared what lurked in the shadows, what may be hiding under the bed, or waiting in our closet.

These things I describe, were so frightening, that we were too afraid to venture from the safety of our bed, to a nearby bathroom or to the kitchen for a drink to quench our thirst. Our parent’s bedroom only a mere few feet away, seemed too risky to try and make a dash to safety, for fear of what may be waiting outside our door would grab us, and carry us off into the shadowy abyss.

So we relied on the one thing that we knew would protect us.  Pulling the covers up over our head. Because everyone knows, that ghost and monsters would never think to look there!

The book you are about to read is filled with intriguing, chilling and what some would even call frightening accounts of unexplained paranormal phenomena. The accounts are not from books or TV shows, but are real paranormal encounters! The things that I write about, are things I have personally seen, heard, felt, experienced and lived.

If you have read my first two books, Chasing Shadows and Echoes from the Grave, you already know who I am, and what it is that I do. You will also know, that I do not write books, or tell of my experiences, to try and convince anyone, that the supernatural is real. Because to believe beyond any doubt that what the supernatural has to offer is real, you have to see it, and experience it for yourself.

For those of you who are first time readers, I will give you a brief introduction to who I am, what I do and why I do it.

My name is Larry Wilson; I am a former private investigator, turned paranormal investigator, who has been investigating the unexplained for almost fourteen years now. I am the guy that people call when they think that the boogieman may be lurking in the shadows of their home or business, and many times they are right. But unlike those who choose to pull the covers up over their head, I seek out the things that like to hide in Dark, Creepy Places!

I have investigated the full gamut of the paranormal, from the mundane to the extreme. Sometimes with a team of one or two investigators, and many times I investigate alone.  On September fourteenth, 2013, I investigated one of the most extreme and infamous houses on record; a house that many believe is occupied by evil, the Sallie House, and I investigated it alone! You will read about my experiences that night, later in this book.

Some tell me that it is reckless going to places alone. They believe that there is strength in numbers! But I’m here to tell you, that I totally disagree with this rational. Because the number of people involved, has nothing to do with protection when it comes to the supernatural or negative things, it’s all about faith. By faith, I mean faith in God, the all mighty, all powerful creator! There are many religions, but only one God. So I am not here to tell you that my God is better than your God. For they are one and the same.

My belief is, that you are only as strong as the weakest link, so when it comes to faith, I have no doubt that I am protected, especially if investigating alone. Because when I am alone, there are no weak links. Problems can arise when others are along and they have fear. For fear is a lack of faith, and when there is a lack of faith, there is a weak link ,that could lead to problems for me or for others along for the investigation!

            In my first two books, I took my readers to some of the most haunted locations in the Midwest. Come along once again as I introduce you, to new locations, which I investigated for the first time. We will also revisit several locations that I have written about before. I returned to these locations, due to the tremendous amount of unexplained activity that took place during the earlier investigations.

            You will read about a local radio shows morning host and his co-host, who have come along on several investigations, and have experienced first hand the strangeness that the supernatural has to offer.

            One of the most bizarre stories takes place at an old haunted theatre in Springfield, Illinois that I investigated alone on Halloween night 2012. Not only was the investigation eventful, but I also had an unusual premonition prior to arriving at the location, that would turn out, to come to pass, after the investigation was finished.

            Read about how a young midwestern couple, living in an apartment building located next door to an old funeral home, was tormented by something that seemed to enjoy watching them take showers. 

Packed with chills and suspense, you may even find yourself pulling the covers up over your head while reading the book. But don’t worry; ghost and monsters would never think to look there, or would they?

99.7 KISS FM Halloween Show "Sallie House" Investigation

One thing that I always make clear when I speak to groups and present evidence, is that my goal is not to convince anyone that the supernatural is real. Because, nothing I can ever say or show will convince anyone that the paranormal exists. You have to see and experience the strangeness that the supernatural has to offer for yourself.

In the years that I have been investigating the unexplained, I have seen, heard, felt and experienced things that I don't understand and that don't make sense to me. But it is the things that I have witnessed that have made a total believer out of me, that the supernatural is real.

Unfortunately investigating the unexplained is not simply fun and games. It is not about heading out to the local haunt to thrill seek, because investigating an unknown, like the paranormal, has risks. There are things that the supernatural has to offer that are not good, and I have seen this negative side of what is out there as well!

Don't get me wrong, because I am not saying that negative or what some may call evil runs rampant. Because that has not been my experience. In over 300 plus investigations that I have conducted; only two (2) locations have caused me problems. The Sallie House in Atchison, Kansas is one of those places.

Once you experience the other side as I have, it is no longer a question if the supernatural exists or not. Because when you break through the line between myth and reality, it is no longer a curiosity! Because it becomes real, and sometimes it becomes to real!!!!

This is exactly what happened on June 20, 2014 when I went against my better judgement and took Springfield Illinois KISS FM radio personality Bondsy, and his sister-in-law Kate on an investigation at the Sallie House in Atchison, Kansas!

It was an experience and a night that none of us will ever forget. If either Bondsy or Kate had doubts about the supernatural existing, they were erased on the night of June 20, 2014.

To hear the complete story, tune in from 6 a.m. to 10 a.m Thursday morning October 30, 2014 for the annual KISS FM Halloween show  on 99.7 KISS FM's Morning Grind, hosted by Bondsy and Sarah.  Their guest will include Kate Nolte Bond, Tony Pickman, Deb Pickman and me, Larry Wilson from Urban Paranormal Investigations.

Listen live at http://www.997kissfm.com and click on Listen Live.

Anderson Cemetery- "Grave Yard X"

(Graveyard X is the name that some prefer to call Anderson Cemetery, located in rural Christian County, near Palmer, Illinois.)

Excerpt form Chasing Shadows

That October, I returned to Graveyard X with a local central Illinois paranormal investigator named Ed Osborne. Ed is very knowledgeable when it comes to the paranormal. He is also a good friend who I have a great deal of respect for.

It was the Wednesday night before Halloween, and it was a cool but not cold evening.

Ed and I had been in the cemetery for close to an hour taking pictures and checking EMF and temperature readings. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. The time was about 7:30 p.m.

The curfew for the cemetery is 8:00pm, and it is sometimes patrolled by the county sheriff’s department, so Ed and I decided to make a final pass through the cemetery and then leave by curfew.

 I scanned the cemetery for temperature using my laser-pointed digital thermometer. The average temperature that night was 44 degrees. Everywhere I scanned, the temperature read the same, forty-four degrees Fahrenheit, that is, until I passed by the concrete bench under the large oak tree.

As I passed by the bench, I noticed that the temperature began to drop. It first dropped below forty degrees Fahrenheit, then it dropped below thirty degrees, then it dropped below twenty degrees. The temperature continued to drop steadily until it finally reached a low of minus 16 degrees below zero.

Ed and I could not believe what we were seeing, so to make sure that there was not some type of malfunction, and to make sure that the thermometer was set to Fahrenheit and not Celsius, I shut it off and then turned it back on and checked the settings. It was definitely set to Fahrenheit.

I started scanning the cemetery again. The average temperature was still 44 degrees everywhere, everywhere that is, except the spot next to the concrete bench. Again, the temperature dropped to below zero. My hands were freezing and my nose felt like it was becoming frostbitten.

Every time I would move the thermometer more than four or five inches, the temperature would go back up to 44 degrees, but as soon as I would move it back to the cold spot, it would go below zero. At approximately 8:15 p.m, Ed and I decided we had better leave since it was after curfew and we were trying to be respectful of the cemetery rules.

When we left the cemetery, the temperature was still showing minus eleven degrees Fahrenheit. When we got in my vehicle, I turned the heat on to warm up my fingers and nose because they felt frozen.
So, at one point, we had experienced a 62 degree temperature drop, without explanation. I have been back to the cemetery many times since, but have never recorded such an extreme temperature fluctuation again.

I cannot place my finger on it, but each time that I return to Graveyard X things seem different than the last time I was there. I was starting to think I was imagining this, until one day Ed Osborne raised the issue with me. He said, “Larry, have you ever noticed, or is it just me, but every time I come back to this place, something seems different. I don’t know what it is but things seem to change.”

I explained to Ed that this was exactly the way I felt each time that I returned to Anderson. I have been there many times now and several times it seemed like tombstones had moved, or there were gravestones that had not been there before, even though I had walked past a particular spot many times. I am not talking about new stones, but very old stones. It seemed like the physical environment of the cemetery had been altered.

Read this and more in "Chasing Shadows" by Larry Wilson