White House Revisited

March 10, 2007

We returned to the White House in Girard because we are now armed with a DVR recorder, a lot of cameras, four digital audio recorders, and some extra know-how. Furthermore, we have an opportunity to let the equipment run undisturbed for a week. No one is scheduled to be in the house until next weekend!

The day was rainy and about fifty degrees. Finally spring is arriving to wash away the late-winter pounding we had received. I brought an extra pair of shoes so as not to track in mud and water; the guys brought rags to wash and dry their shoes. Then we got to work. As Pat set up the table, I wandered around with my EMF meter and found nothing. I didn’t even get a reading! In the “Death Room” and in the upstairs bedroom, I got the familiar tingling and dizzy feelings, but they quickly passed. Maybe it was the daytime light coming through the windows that helped dissipate the odd sensations.

I decided to forego the temperature studies, assuming the indoor temperature would be around fifty degrees as well. I didn’t sense any cold spots, nor did any of us report any chills. It didn’t seem that anything was going on. So I proceeded to my next step: pictures! I grabbed my digital camera, which I had charged the night before and tested that morning. I flipped the switch… nothing. I flipped it again… nothing. I re-seated the battery… nothing.

Shocked, I went to Pat and reported this oddity. I had heard about “ghosts draining battery-operated equipment” before, but I had never really believed in it. I wasn’t sure I believed in it now either, but this was really strange. I tried over and over again, but it was just as useless as trying to reboot a computer with a clicking hard drive; you know it’s dead. Grumbling… and still flicking the power switch… I walked back to my equipment case and put the camera back in.

We next set off to place the cameras after a quick discussion about them. Pat already had a plan, and we all simply confirmed it in the rooms. We had to avoid glare from mirrors, IR from other cameras, and headlights shining directly through the windows. The placement went well, and we wired them. I placed items in the frame of each camera with the distant hope that they will be moved by some unseen force, although I am not holding my breath. I also cut white ribbon and tied a length somewhere in each frame so that we can tell if there is air movement, which there shouldn’t be.

Towards the end of the day’s endeavor, we placed an air quality meter in the “Death Room” and put a camera on that, just to keep a record of temperature and humidity. It might tell us something interesting. We set our audio recorders to record in staggered four-hour increments each night and placed them in the upstairs bedroom and the downstairs “Death Room”, what we deemed the house’s two “hot spots”. Finally, we placed an IR illuminator and a small camera on the door. The whole house is protected by an alarm system, so anyone coming in must enter through that door. If someone does arrive, it will be captured by our cameras. If our cameras capture odd happenings in the house and no one enters all week long, then we can prove that nobody came in, especially with the alarm system in place. It’s not possible that someone could even break in to play a prank, or the cops would show up, take action, and reset the alarm at the front door… in frame of that camera!

So we hope we got it all covered. I remain cautiously optimistic that we will find something in the coming week. I left enough objects that an entity in the home might find them foreign and interesting enough to do something with them. Who knows? We hope for some sort of manifestation, hopefully a visual one, but those are the most difficult to come by. We’ll see what happens…. after I get done reviewing seven days’ worth of video footage! J