October Story–This Is New

I know I’ve said that I’m not really into ghostie things.  But…

You knew there was a but coming, didn’t you?  Since some personal experiences I had a few years ago, I’m interested in the paranormal.  More on that in another post.

I will admit to being dork enough that the only phone app I’ve ever paid for is the TAPS App.  This application turns your phone into an investigative device, with an EMF detector for measuring the ambient electromagnetic field, a Geophone which can detect very slight vibrations, and a digital voice recorder.  Investigators on the Ghosthunters show on SciFi use this app.

I bought it when Mr. R. and I were on our way to Ybor City, an old historic neighborhood of Tampa where we were staying in a reportedly haunted hotel.  Sadly, I didn’t capture any evidence and truthfully I don’t really get how to use the Geophone function, but I did learn that my suitcase runs an EMF of about 0.4 while the rest of the room was about 0.2.  I can hear you laughing.

The next time I used the app was when I was visiting my folks in Pennsylvania and we took a day trip to Philadelphia to tour Eastern State Penitentiary.  The prison, which opened in 1829 and was in operation as a correctional facility until 1971, is said to be haunted by the ghosts of former prisoners and employees.  While night-time ghost tours are offered, we simply took the regular daytime self-guided audio historic tour.  But that didn’t stop me from whipping out my handy-dandy app and taking EMF readings.  The power is off throughout most of the crumbling facility so there really weren’t any electrical fluctuations.  I also used the digital voice recorder to try to capture EVPs (electronic voice phenomena) but there were none of those, either.

I really have only one odd thing to report.  At one point, my son and I were off by ourselves and I turned on the voice recorder once more and began asking a few questions.  At exactly the one minute mark, the recorder turned off by itself, the only time I’ve ever had that happen.  At the same time, the wall in front of us began to crumble onto the floor.  Now the entire prison is crumbling.  But until then, that particular place hadn’t been.  We watched the fresh plaster dust sprinkle down all over the floor.

Proof of haunting?  No, of course not.  But if any place on the planet is haunted, doesn’t it look like this place should be?  Photos are from my Samsung.