They continued to visit, undaunted.

We also tried the minimag trick in there and had it turn on and off several times.

It was very interesting to see but it didn’t seem like the responses fit with the questions. We could ask something and get a response, and ask again to verify and get no response. Then we would ask something completely opposite of the original question and get a response again. Still, to watch it happen was pretty interesting.

Unfortunately I may have lost what video I do have of that. I dropped the mini-dvd as I was changing it out and put a hefty scratch in it. I hadn’t finalized the dvd yet before removing it and I havent been able to get it to play at all.

Another room of interest was room #8. We had several K2 hits during one visit. I had been standing in one corner of the room where I could see out towards the stairs. At one point it almost looked as if a shadow had passed by that area.

Shortly after, Mark was standing next to the mirror looking out of the room and thought he may seen a shadow by the edge of the door. Within the same time frame it felt as if the room had darkened considerably and Eric described a very cold chill when he asked to be touched.

In the basement we had some very erratic and unusual K2 spikes. To make sure it wasn’t one of the K2′s acting up, we placed a second one right next to it and it would do the same thing. We tried to get video of it but by this time the camera didn’t want to stay on, even with a full battery. Maybe something didn’t want it’s picture taken.

As for other personal experiences aside from room #8, we could hear some shuffling from time to time, and there were two occurences where we thought we may have heard the chain rattle. We did try music in the piano room, but I’m guessing they may not have been Count Basie fans.

Although it was very cold we did enjoy ourselves and would like to thank you for giving us the opportunity to stay at Morse Mill. Maybe when the weather gets warmer we may have to come back up for another visit.

Thanks,
Tim

The guides have come to realize its a constant on going event, day and night. This girl Rachel when something grabbed her ankle was reported to have said, sternly “LET GO OF ME NOW!”. She has a little boy, that makes sense why she is fearless.

We sat in the van while Jason walked around the building, peeping into windows and doors. As he was looking into the front side of the basement, he saw a shadow across the room in the basement that quickly moved when he looked in. There was nothing but shade on this side of the house and therefore no light to throw a shadow into the house. Jason also heard a “hello” at the back door off from the porch. 

Cassidy heard the name “Edward” three times while we waited outside. When Patrick arrived, he told us that were the name that had been attached to a large shadow, seen primarily in the basement area, where Jason saw a shadow earlier. He stated Edward may have been a slave or a slave trader. He is said to be a gentle spirit, as all spirits in the Morse Mill Hotel are, unless provoked.  He has been known to throw down 200+ lb men.

We entered the house from the back porch, with an entire hour to investigate on our own while Patrick worked across the road on the brush.  (Please note that the humming in the background of our recordings is simply the humming of his chain saw.) Once inside, we split for a moment, with Jason going into the basement to find Edward. Cassidy was immediately drawn to the room to our far right, known as the piano room. In that room she made contact with a little boy named Michael. He told her that he drowned a long time ago in the river across the road from the house. When asked how long ago he died, he stated “as old as granny, at least 100 years “. Michael told her that Edward was following Jason because “he looks suspicious”. We assured Michael that none of us were a threat to anyone in the house. He also said that he liked Patrick because he was nice to him. Cassidy described Michael as being 8-10 years old, dirty blonde hair, very tan, wore a blue shirt with a small hole in the arm, muddy blue jeans, and was barefoot.  We placed a ball on the floor and marked it with a wadded up piece of blue tape, and told Michael he could play with the ball and we would come check on it later.

From there we went to the front room, where there are currently display cases.  In that room we met Samuel Jacobson.  At first he did not give his last name, but when he told Cassidy mine (Bingham) I asked his, as it was only fitting.  He stated he knew a Bingham when he was alive.  Samuel stated he doesn’t like Patrick or what he’s doing to the house.  He said that when he lived there, he lived alone and he liked it like that.  At this point, Patrick brought in a man and two teenage boys and said he gave them permission to look around for a few minutes.  The man had lived in the house at one time as well.  He and the boys went off to the left of us and Samuel stated that he used to the see the man when he lived here.  We asked the man if he ever saw anything and he said no, but he hadn’t always lived right so there were many things he may not remember.  He did say his sister said she would see something when they lived there. Samuel left us to follow them through the house. Cassidy described Samuel as very tall, almost as tall as Patrick who is about 6’2, skinny, dark features. His hair was dark brown, almost black. He was wearing dark clothing, all of it kind of blending in together. 

After the man and the boys left, we went to the end of the left hallway, to the room on the right, in the front of the house. There was a blue couch and a teddy bear lying down on the floor. Thinking this was a child’s room, I sat the teddy bear upright. Cassidy said immediately the old woman in the room began screaming at me to leave the bear alone. I put the bear back the way I found it. Cassidy said the woman seemed mental, possibly dementia or Alzheimer’s. She asked where Samuel was and we told her he was with an old friend that used to live there. She began crying, screaming he had left her. We reassured her that he was not far and would return soon.  Cassidy described the old woman as being about 5’5, heavy set, blonde white hair that was curly and close to her head. She was wearing a long blue dress, shapeless, and socks. 

From here we went upstairs and to the immediate left, where the entryway to the upstairs door is.  In this hallway is an old metal school chair and a cushioned foot stool.  Here is where we talked to Abigail.  Cassidy described Abigail as looking like she’s 3 or 4, long blonde hair in 2 braids, wearing a mustard green colored dress with old, dirty white Mary Jane shoes. Abigail told us that she did not live in the house but was attached to the chair, which came from her grandmother’s house.  She stated her grandma’s name was Edith. Patrick later told us this chair had come from the small general store just on the other side of the road. This looks like a small storage shed now. This is where we got one of the best pieces of evidence. I asked Abigail if she could move a piece of Cassidys hair. (Cassidy has hair down her back to her waist and it is stick straight).  Cassidy sat on the floor to be more on Abigail’s level and when asked to move Cassidy’s hair, you can see a 1-2 inch strand of it be pulled AWAY from Cassidy’s head. This could not have been Cassidy’s breathing making the hair move because for one, she would have had to be breathing very deeply and two, that would have bent the hair up and out, not push it away. I asked her two more times to move Cassidy’s hair. Each time she got a little weaker and the hair moved a little less, but you could see the ends of it moving like she was trying. 

Abigail said that Michael plays with her a lot but he always wants to play catch. She doesn’t like catch because it’s a boy’s game. We asked her where her favorite room in the house was and she said Edward’s because Edward was nice to her. She said he doesn’t talk much, especially when he’s in one of his moods. She told us the bald man made him mad. At first we thought Jason because he does tend to provoke, but when I asked if it was Jason, she said “I guess so, he was here a few months ago.” This being the first time we’ve been here, the only bald man we could think of was Jason from Ghost Hunters. She said they made him mad by talking loudly to him and trying to make him do things he didn’t want to do. Patrick later told us they were trying to make him move a kid’s ball across the floor. 

At this point Jason Wilkerson joined us and we showed him the footage of Cassidy’s hair being moved.  He sat on the stepstool and tried to get an EVP with Abigail, or to get her to move the recorder, but she was too weak. Then she decided to show us her favorite room in the house, and then said she needed to take a nap. She took us to the end of the hall, to the last room on the right. She said this was the room she and Michael liked to play in and they played hide and seek. Michael always hides in there so it’s easy to find him. Lying in the corner of the floor was a small blue catcher’s mitt. We tried one more time to get Abigail to use the energy from our phones and recorders so she could move the blue mitt. She did not have enough energy but said the man with the big nose had a recorder like ours but it was a different color. 

Before going to the basement one more time, we made an open plea for any spirit that was in the house that wished to communicate with us, to come to Cassidy if they wished. We were at the top of the stairs when she saw Meredith at the end of the hallway to the right of the house.  She described Meredith as having fiery red hair, wearing a long flowing black dress.  She looked to be about early 20s.  During our conversation with Meredith, she said some of the spirits in the house were really Samuel just messing with people. He wasn’t doing it to mean, he was just playing jokes. We tried to get Meredith to walk through the house with us but she said she had to wait for Luke, he promised her he would come home from the war today. We asked her what war and she said we call it the Civil War; Luke was for slaves. She said he went into the Army in 1863.

We were unable to make any contact with anyone in attic, though Jason did try to provoke just a little.  Meredith told us the spirits in the attic just wanted to be left alone. 

We all went to the basement to make one more attempt to speak with Edward. Edward was in the basement with us, but would only show himself as a shadow. Cassidy felt uneasy going into the far two rooms of the basement so she and I stayed in the room with the fireplace. Jason went into the back room toward the front of the house while Cassidy and I tried to talk with Edward. When Edward would talk, all his words seemed muffled and it was hard to make out what he was saying. At one point she stated that she thought maybe he was handicapped or had a disability of some sort. At the time we didn’t hear anything but when we later reviewed the video from our phone, there was a distinct male voice that said “Uh huh” right next to the phone. At that point, Jason was two rooms away and he was the only other male in the house. We are convinced this was Edward agreeing to what Cassidy said.  Based on how Cassidy saw and heard Edward, and from what we have been told about him from other spirits and from Patrick, it would make sense that he may have been a mildly disabled house slave.  This would explain his affection for the children in the home, his seemingly quiet nature, yet super human strength. This could also explain why he only appears as a shadow, as if maybe he is ashamed of his appearance. Many mentally disabled people have superhuman strength, as I have witnessed this  before when working with mentally disabled children and adults. They are very childlike but if provoked or threatened are a force to be dealt with. The only words, other than his name, Cassidy heard clearly was the word “sorry” when he realized our Jason was not the Jason that had come earlier and upset him and “bye when we told him we were leaving. These words were still slightly slurred, as if spoken by someone with a speech impediment. 

After meeting up with Patrick to tell him a little of what we saw and how we felt about the house, he took us into the far left side of the basement that was locked so we couldn’t get into it. He asked Cassidy if there was anything buried under the floor. Cassidy was immediately drawn to the front of the basement, though there were no spirits there. She stood on a spot that looked like a wooden platform that had been placed over the floor. She said she felt a lot of energy coming through the floor at her feet.  She kept hearing the number 6. He then asked her to walk over to a hole in the floor about 2 sq feet and asked her what she felt there. She stood next to the hole and held her hand over the opening.  Cassidy got an image in her mind, like a glimpse of a movie reel. There were 6 men and they ran into the room, threw bags down the hole and ran back out. She kept getting the word mafia. Patrick later told us that it had been an old cistern and it was 24 feet deep. He and his workers cleaned it out and never found human bones. 

Before we left, we did one more walk around the grounds. Cassidy was drawn to an area between two trees. On one side were two trees with lots of ground foliage and the other side a tree with 3 tire swings. Cassidy felt someone guarding the property, though they weren’t there at the time. They walk every day and night. According to Patrick, this used to be a Civil War hospital.  Was this a soldier who perished at the Morse Mill Hotel and stayed on to guard his brothers, or had Luke perished in the war and come back to watch over his betrothed? 

We hope to return to Morse Mill soon to find the answers to these questions.

One younger girl was sickened upon entering, to the point she had to leave. Never before has that happened.

A shadow was seen moving in the basement,

Atic air filled the piano room for a brief moment, it was 40 outside.

As they sat in the dungeon they say they heard knocking in the distance. Upon asking the distant knocking to move closer, it is told to me that it suddenly entered, and was happening in the room with them. SO it seems that when politely asked, the spirit responded. Knocking with what we do not know.

Night was full of lights hummin n noise!

I kept hearing one foot step to my right, it felt heavy, and not good up there. 

My friend, Robin was brushed on her back by something, and NOTHING was behind her.  There was a dark area on the camera, which is weird. 

Orbs, weird green lights, and most of all, the up side down saw horse above Rachel’s head.  We weren’t feeling well, almost sick, like flu-ish. real heavy feeling. 

There is a reddish mist that formed and a green mist too, which we caught on camera.  Our second trip up there was without the guys, and it was a different feeling than the first time, much heavier, almost like we would’ve been harmed or something.  That’s when the sick feelings happened, and the sawhorse happened.  still freaks me out. 

Big blue something?

It was quiet for a while after that for about an hour, we went up to the attic Jeff was sitting to my left and Ken and Jackie were sitting to my right by the stairs. Annabelle decided to make an appearance and she was lighting up the K2 like crazy, then she stopped for about ten minutes, I decided to pick up the K2 and walk around, directly behind Jeff the K2 started going crazy again. I asked Annabelle if she wanted to play Hide n Seek, she lit up the K2 and then disappeared, I must of walked around that attic for forty- five minutes, and probably found her at least 40 times, and every time she would disappear and I would find her in another spot. After all that my husband, Jeff, decided to go on home, after that I found her about two more times and told her I was exhausted from bending over and walking around, I sat down and put K2 meter in front of me and my flashlight about a foot away, I asked Annabelle if she still wanted to play and she lit the K2 meter, I asked her to turn on my flashlight, Ken and Jackie were sitting across from me, he had his flashlight on and pointed it at mine, we watched it roll around the board I had it sitting on for about 5 minutes I asked her if she wanted me to turn it on of it would be easier, no response, so I went ahead and turned it on for her, the room was freezing cold at that point, we watched her dim the flashlight to the point it was barley on then light it back up again, she must of done that for half an hour or so, then she was lighting up the K2 and turning the flashlight on and off, that atmosphere was very happy up there last night, I think after about two hours of hide n seek and playing with the flashlight, we wore her out. I asked after about five minutes of quiet if she was tired and she lit the K2 up, we said goodbye and thanks for playing with us and told her she could come with us if we wanted and went down stairs.

That’s when things got crazy, I stepped outside to smoke and Ken and Jackie went and sat in room 5 on the first floor. After I was done I went in to join them, we were chatting and all of a sudden we hear footsteps coming down from the second floor, not light ones either, and it sounded like there were two or three people. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, we started hearing whispering, lots of it, they came around the corner and it sounded like they were dragging something through the house, at first I thought they were going to come down the hall to where we were, heard a couple steps in our direction, but then they took off for the basement steps, we heard footsteps all the way to the basement, all the while we were still hearing the whispering. We heard thumps and whispering for about forty- five minutes to an hour. The whole time this was going on we were all so tense and freezing cold. Then we started hearing the footsteps on our floor again down the hall and in room 1. We were also still hearing the whispering, it felt like we were being surrounded. Now I have been to the hotel countless times and for me this was the loudest and most frequent footsteps I have ever heard there, my hair was standing on end the entire time this was going on. I wish I could have understood what they were saying to each other, it was crazy! After about an hour and half of footsteps and whispering the house quieted down again for a while.

On the second floor we heard more footsteps on the floor with us, but they didn’t last a long. We heard knocking noises while sitting in the blue room, also we heard tapping on the window once. We went up to the attic to say goodbye to Annabelle and left the house after that. Have to say had a great time with everyone there. Until next time……

The birthday girls face felt like it was being heated, burning in the dungeon room yet no marks or discoloration.

Extreme cold, a shadow stood and blocked the exit from the dungeon room.

Mom was touched, as well as had her hair pulled while in the attic.

While sitting in room 5, the group saw a shadow move thru room 1.

We have never seen this before. Something took a single laser dot of a light grid of hundreds and expanded that single dot of light as well as toyed with the grid as a whole.

We hear Mom got some weird photo’s as well, we will share when we get to see them.

HAPPY B DAY Kiddo!

We went in and set up for the evening. Even before we were all the way set up we had a few hits on the K2 meter not a whole lot was showing up in our pictures. We set up in the living room and had motion sensors and K2′s setting on the steps going up stairs. We started using the dowsing rods and got some of our questions answered.

Using the dowsing rods I felt a very cold breeze on my legs. Sherri took some pictures and I had a very large orb on my legs, felt more like we were in the presence of children,rather than adults, although the voices we caught beg to differ.

I also brought story books to read to them and felt something draining my energy as I was reading( during which time the K2 was also going to red.) Sherri noticed after this the motion sensors on the stairs were going off and the K2′s were lighting up, we then moved into the dining area by the stairs.

I set up the ovules and the words that were said was shoot, killed, over marriage,store and property we also did a spirit box session with picked up a few child voices, but mostly adults cursing and one strong female voice that said her name was Kathy.

It started storming and raining very hard outside as the dark set in, and all of our equipment’s batteries kept getting drained. It was not the typical and was extremely excessive, Sherri used 4 camera batteries, my ovilus was drained twice, the spirit box was drained twice, my camera batteries had to be replaced 3 times, 2 of the K2 meters and also the temp. gauge. Something was depleting our batteries as quickly as we changed them.

By this time it was lightening and thundering and between that and the motion sensors and K2 meters, it looked like a light show that I have never experienced before.(Actually got an evp that says its Christmas)

I felt totally charged at one point I felt something touch my hair which was picked up on the recorder(as Sherri was telling Ted I got touched on the head, I got a voice that says hair).

 It slowed down a bit and we took a break and Sherri brought out her cookies, Wow whatever or whoever is there loves cookies we set up a K2 by the cookies and had the others going up the steps. It was as though they were running up and down the stairs to the cookies and back up again.Totally Amazing, never have I experienced so much action.

We did not get a lot of great pictures because of the batteries being drained, but it was worth it to see all the action on the other equipment.

We did get a lot of voices on the recorders, but not all were audible. After listening I realized there are some not so pleasant spirits mingled in with the children. But I am very ready to go back again.(with bags of batteries and cookies).

It is a lot like a Lays potato chip, you can’t visit just once, it lures you back. This was the second visit, so looking forward to the third.

First evp- its Christmas, second – hair (which is said at the same time Sherri says head) third- very weird after Ted says its 11:01 a voice says ” Bunch of idiots call on the power” (must have been talking about the batteries, because that he sure did!)

Sherri couldn’t get her pictures to load, so don’t have a copy of the orbs, but most of the time our cameras were down.

Thanks again Patrick, hope to see you soon!

My honest first impression of the Morse Mill was not one of awe. Some previous owner had taken all the antique furniture, so the rooms were mostly bare. It was dusty and smelled like an old building. We started in the “dungeon” area of the basement and the guide took us through all the rooms of the house, telling us about each room and its reported paranormal activity. After that, she left us in the building and let us explore. The guide waited patiently outside, as we walked within.

My friend Whitney and I stuck together and explored. We went into a room with alleged activity of children and a man. We sat there for five minutes and waited for something to turn on a half-way screwed on flashlight. Nothing happened. After that, we went to the dungeon room and sat in nearly utter darkness. No spirits approached us or were noticed.

Then we went to the room that was used as a brothel. We had heard reports of guys who had been pestered in this room. Allegedly, the flies on their jeans had been pulled down. So, I was the bait. It was Whitney and I and three other women. After a few minutes of silence, the last three fingers of my right hand became quite cold. My thumb, palm, legs…all were normal and warm. With my hands on my knees (while sitting in a chair), I kept still as my hand became cold. Then, my left hand became cold, with the same fingers (second, ring, and pinkie). I asked Whitney to check for a draft from the nearby window and there was none. That was that. I don’t think that was anything paranormal. It was simply strange.

Then, we went up to the attic. At one point, I thought I saw a gap where the old roof met the floor get blacked out by a shadow. When Whitney flashed her camera in that direction, I saw no shadow and the gap was unblocked. Could have been anything. Maybe a bird from outside the house stood in the gap and blocked out the light. Who knows?

With about fifteen minutes left in the evening, Whitney and I were sitting in the original farmhouse room with her friend. We sat for a few minutes in silence and then I heard, from another room, what sounded like a female quickly inhaling. It was audible and I thought Whitney had heard it but said nothing. A minute or two passed and I heard it again. I mentioned it and Whitney said she heard nothing. After a bit more sitting and listening, we got up and went to the brothel room again.

I sat in the chair in the corner and Whitney stood in the middle of the room. We listened to the silence. As far as we knew, no one else was on the floor with us. Then, in the silence, I heard that sharp inhale again, as if out in the hall. This time, Whitney heard it as well. I grabbed my flashlight and barge through the rooms, shining my light and yelling, “hello?” There was no one else on the floor. As I was returning, I passed the stairs, I heard, on my right side as if it was on the staircase, the distinctly audible inhale once again.

I asked Whitney if she heard it (as we were within shouting distance), and she hadn’t, but she beckoned me back into the room. As I entered, I could see through the darkness that she was both excited and unsettled. She informed me that she had heard, in her left ear and as clear as day, a woman whisper the word “listen”. Though we sat and listened longer, nothing else happened to us. 

 Jason

I have to share that the experience was beyond any of my expectations or imagination.  I am a skeptic by nature (I’m an electrical engineer) – although a believer in the afterlife and spirits – and so much happened during that evening that I have been spending endless hours TRYING to rationalize the events that happened.  Flashlights turning on, Children laughing, the K2 flickering wildly when intense questions were spoken and then going green,  a feel of a “something” grabbing the bottom of my leg and the real kicker for me was the pictures of orbs!!  The orb pictures were always my easy “oh, it’s just dust, water spots, reflections – etc., ” – BUT NO MORE!!!  By the end of the evening, when Rachel, my daughter and I sat in the living room together, we felt like we were home.  Just an incredible sense of comfort (which is definitely NOT what I felt in the attic).

I had feelings of being dizzy or light headed in the piano
room and also the room at the end of the hall on the right on the first
level. I can’t say that this is definitive of anything. 

Most importantly, though, was a shared personal experience. On our way out,
Jeff, Nikki and I were leaving the piano room and Jeff heard something as
he crossed the threshold into the room next to the kitchen area. Nikki
crossed into the room and they both stated they were experiencing an extreme
cold spot. At this point I was standing still in the piano room by the
doorway. I definitely felt whatever, or whomever, cross through into the
piano room. I was suddenly freezing. I had goose bumps all over my body.
So much so that my face had goose bumps. I can’t provide an explanation.
The doors were closed. It was a chilly night(53 degrees), but for the most part in the
hotel I had been comfortable in my jacket and at time, warm.

I’m not sure where a burst of arctic type air would originate from and how it would make
it’s way through the rooms with no sound. This was more of gust of wind in my opinion. It moved. And made no noise.

Thanks again for letting us visit your unique and historical Hotel.

Jen

One girl had a mark, kinda like a burn on her hand. As her friends tell me they watched it disappeared before they even had time to photographed. Historically they say it feels like electricity, when someone gets marked,and it never lasts but moments and it fades.

One skeptic came out, and said she thought she was going crazy. I asked why and she confided something just whispered into her ear, “Listen”. Another skeptic, baffled and confused she re entered as I suggested to see what would happen next, I havent spoken to her as I left as night fell.

ANother woman was touched on the shoulder several times.

One woman in the attic was asking questions, when her phone started to answer them thru a program in her smart phone.

A couple that visited outside of the grad students, apparently placed a truck in a circle they marked on the floor. Upon returning to the circle moments later, it had moved from its prior position.

Typical 2 hr tour at the Mill.

Later the same evening I was sitting in hallway outside the doorway to room four and everyone else was spread out in room 4 or 6 or in the hallway with me.  I placed a flashlight and K2 meter in the doorway to room 4,  the flashlight turned off and on over the course of about 45 minutes by itself, also it was rolling around the door way.  I captured the whole thing on video, I was so cold that I was shaking, so was the girl sitting next to me in the hallway.  We also got several very strong K2 hits, when one of the men picked up the meter. 

We went outside to stand around the fire and we were getting pretty strong K2 hits out there as well, we kept asking if it wanted one of the guys to dance and it would light up K2 when we asked.

After that we went into the dungeon room, as soon as he set the flashlight on the stone block 2 seconds later it lit up by itself and turned off, it did that about 3 times and stopped.  We heard shuffling noises, and other noises from the next room over, we also saw a huge shadow move into the doorway and look around and then move off into the other room.  When that happened we were experiencing extreme cold in the room.

Rachel placed the flashglight in the door leading into the dungeon on the floor. It immediatly tunred on by itself, then off without moving. Switching off to requests to do so, not randomly.

Woman said something was playing with her hair, as she was engulfed in freezing cold air suddenly.

When asked to do so, the group got the spirit to turn on the light, in front of 9 guests, and 1 guide the light not only illuminate but it actually rolled on its own. The presence in the attic suddenly changed, the child spirit left and something else entered. Women that are sensitive suddenly asked to leave the space, all agreed and they called it a night.

When you are in the presence of a child spirit, it actually feels less aggressive than some other spirits. The dungeon is a good example, it never feels friendly, like a living room at holiday time.

A woman was touched. While sitting in the attic, someone touched her hair.

Orbs in every picture some huge some small, some sharp some dull.

A blue light, as seen by others outside at night floating in the air. Recently a group was in the piano room when the interior glowed in blue, from an unknown source.

As they walked past the door that is screwed shut, they captured a EVP saying “tear it open” in a mans voice.

As they entered the attic a little girls voice is heard saying, “here they come”.