30 East Drive

Pontefract

Would you spend the night here? This isn’t a place for the faint hearted. If you have not heard about this location watch the film when the lights went out.

After a recent visit for Steve to this location where he hosted a paranormal investigation and safely got a group of ghost hunters through the night. This venue was an overnight stay, yes they slept there, or tried too. This is what Steve had to say.

What’s my honest slant or opinion on that house, how did I feel going in and how did I feel when leaving.

I have been apprehensive about going to this venue, on arrival I didn’t feel any easier. We let ourselves in and was shown around by the neighbour who is the key holder, and the stories he told us were chilling, trust me, the film doesn’t capture the full events at that house. We checked out the kitchen dining room, there is an awkward unnatural energy coming up from the ground in front of the fireplace, this is the energy spot where the manifestation first started all those years ago, and the presence of that energy is still there, as a medium I felt very uncomfortable here.

Moving through to the lounge there is an unease about this room, immediately you get the feeling you are being watched, in 1633 this is the spot where the gallows were that executed the Black Monk of Pontefract of otherwise known as Fred or Father Michael, or as the papers called him…. Mr Nobody.  Also in this living room, under the fireplace is a 7 meter well, now concreted over, but with inscriptions carved into the stones all the way down to the water level, a circle with a cross in it, a circle with a dot in it, a water sign 3 wiggly lines and others. We left the lounge to enter the hallway and stairs, this is where the entity (Fred) dragged the daughter up the stairs by the hair, and this is really where I didn’t want to be.

At the top of the stairs, I got the feeling we were not welcome here, we shouldn’t be here, and we needed to leave immediately and yes, I was scared.

The bathroom, the room next to this (Diane’s Room) reputedly to be the most haunted bedroom in Europe, next to this is the Pritchard’s bedroom with very scary china dolls, and next to that the box room full of baby’s toys. We set up an array of cat balls that light up if touched, EMF meters that measure electromagnetic currents and an infra-red trail camera that can pick up movement and film, even in pitch darkness.

Then the arrival of our guests, safety talks, what to expect, anticipations and possible outcomes were discussed, while all the time footsteps and banging coming from an empty upstairs. We held a circle and put on spiritual protection before commencing with the vigil.

So, what happened, well I can definitely say the whole night was as scary as hell, Steve and myself are accomplished mediums and for myself personally, that place scared me. We had calling out sessions, tried a human pendulum (more about that, it’s that that’s freaked me out) and lots of other stuff.

We were confronted a few times by a foul smell, the only way I can explain it is a rotting sulphur smell.

Ok, through the night and into the early hours, normally at a venue, I have to pull the activities out of the venue, sometimes being polite to the spirits other times being slightly aggressive towards them but all the time I am in control, and I am playing them. Not the case here, he played me, he played us, he knows exactly what he is doing.  You are the ones being controlled and not the other way around. If we were downstairs, he was upstairs stamping around, running across the floor, opening and slamming doors, when we went upstairs to investigate it started downstairs, so back downstairs and he was up to it again upstairs and this went on all night.

Later we tried the human pendulum, this is where we all stand in a very tight close circle with a volunteer standing in the middle, questions are asked and the person in the middle is pushed by the spirit, usually forwards for an answer to yes and backwards for no. Not in this case, everyone in that circle was pushed, all at the same time, and quite aggressively and this went on for 20 to 30 minutes, time and time again we were pushed, but the energy that was pushing felt malevolent, evil and dark. Eventually we had to stop, he stared to affect my voice, and I couldn’t stop him, so much so I was getting worried. My voice had changed to a deeper pitch, and it didn’t sound like me, the more I tried to force him out the more he did it, but he did it with ease and I could not stop him.

At the end of the vigil we talked about where we were all sleeping, 2 guys and a load of women, I get it, you girls need your privacy each choosing a room to bed down in. Where did they all end up, in the lounge with me. What happened in there, well we didn’t get much sleep, the knocks bangs doors opening, whistles (yes whistling) taps running, lights flashing on and off in other areas of the house, faces spearing at the frosted glass, someone constantly going up and down the stairs and everyone was in the front room, definitely no one else in the house.

By 4.30 am we gave up, and also everyone in that room had got to the stage where we dare not go out of that room, I was busting for a wee but really didn’t want to leave that room to go to the loo, turns out most of the room was in the same boat ending In a convoy or us going off to relieve ourselves, with the foolish thought of it’s safer in numbers. The loo is situated next to the coal bunker where Mr Pritchard was attacked all those years ago, it’s the fastest wee I’ve ever had.

6am came, and we decided enough was enough, we wrapped it up and our guests left after closing down the protection. Steve and I packed the car and checked the house over to make sure all was OK before leaving. As I drove off, the temperature outside was 2°. I pointed the car home, and with great relief, the more miles I put between myself and that house the better.

Fred is still there, as is Emma. Fred is waiting, he is playing us all, he is gaining strength again and God help the person he finally unleashes on. Is that house haunted, yes and by something not nice at all, people should not go into that house. But they will, I probably will but with trepidation, won’t want to go back in a hurry, if you want to be scared, truly scared have a go here, but please be bloody careful because Fred is very powerful…… that place has creeped me out.