Anne and her friend were having a peaceful, enjoyable Halloween night... until the unexplained moaning and laughing began.
Some people believe that October 31 - Halloween or All Hallow's Eve - is a time when the space that separates our reality from the dimension of ghosts and the supernatural is as its thinnest. And that is why this time of year is given over to our obsession and experiences with spirits, hauntings, unnatural creatures, and other elements that remain unexplained in our reality.
Can this explain what happened to Anne and her friend on Halloween night almost 40 years ago? Today, four decades later, Anne can recall that night of terror as if it happened yesterday. This is Anne's Halloween story....
In 1973, when I was 16, my younger sister, dad, and I had just moved into a new house that my dad built in this remote area near Vadnais Heights, Minnesota, where there was only one other house a few lots away from us. We moved in on October 31 - Halloween.
My dad had to leave town for a little while and gave my sister and me a key with the instructions to move our stuff in, so we did. None of his stuff was there yet, except some furniture. I got ready to go to a costume party with my older sister, who didn't live with us at the time. She picked me up at about 7 p.m. just as it began to snow lightly onto the brown grass.
I met a friend at the party, Jay, and we were enjoying each other's company so much so that we decided to continue the conversation at my house. We got there about 1:30 a.m. No, we didn't win the costume contest. I was dressed as a witch, so mind you I was dressed like this during everything that followed, which I think that adds some humor to it, but believe me there was nothing humorous about what happened that night.
My sister and I had our domain downstairs. This house was huge with two kitchens and the whole she-bang -- huge. Jay and I were sitting downstairs in the huge living room that had windows all around right at ground level. Where we were sitting we could see the driveway and the front door. We had one lamp on, and the light at the front door was shining also and illuminating the driveway and the room we were in as well.
So there, I think I have the stage set. It was about 2:30 a.m., and we are sitting on this love seat chatting away about this and that. At no time did we discuss anything about weird, supernatural, paranormal, or anything even remotely like these topics.
Suddenly, we heard a voice. First, I noticed the tone of the voice was like no other I had ever heard. Then I noticed what the voice was vocalizing. To my absolute horror, this voice was moaning in such a pathetic horrible way, filled with pain and suffering. And loud.
I remember marveling at the tone of the voice. It was so different and seemed to come from everywhere at once. Then, just when I thought I couldn't take any more, it went from this horrible moan to this insane, maniacal laughter. It was absolutely horrifying. Then it went back down to a moan, then back to a laugh, then back to a moan... then it stopped.
Jay and I looked at each other wide-eyed and mouths open. "It has to be a Halloween trick someone is playing on us," I said.
"Yeah...", Jay replied hesitatingly.
"Let's search around and see if we can find out what's going on," I suggested. Jay agreed, so off we both went toward the hallway. He took the stairs up to the foyer, and I continued down the hallway to my little sister's room. I opened her door, and she was truly asleep. I woke her up anyway and asked her if she knew anything about this, or heard it. She was just irritated with me for waking her up, but said she heard nothing, which was absolutely mystifying considering the volume of it.
I went back to the hallway toward the living room as Jay was coming down the stairs. He was as white as a sheet. "I heard it again up there," he said.
"No way," I replied. "I wasn't that far away. I should have heard it, too." I didn't. Neither of us found anything to explain it.
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