Demonic Impressions of the Cloth

Demonic Impressions of the Cloth
By Paul Dale Roberts, HPI Esoteric Detective
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When on a road trip - we need energizing music. Listen to one of many songs we listened to, on the way to Hercules. Reflex by Duran Duran:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Eotbo-DsPTo

THIS ARTICLE IS DEDICATED TO LORI SCHULZ AND HER FAMILY AND A FULL DEDICATION TO HER SON TIMMY, WHO HAS LEFT THIS PLANE OF EXISTENCE

PLEASE SEE LORI'S DEDICATION TO HER SON BELOW. GOD BLESS TIMMY!

INITIAL BRIEFING:
Date to be there: November 2, 2013, Saturday / Time to be there: 1600 Hours Contact Person: Fred. Address to be at: Hercules, CA - Activity: Apparitions appear on occupant's clothing, there faces will appear on the clothing itself. Family members have witnessed this. Occupant is bitten and scratched. Objects are moved around in his home. Occupant lives in a 3 story house. Riding with me to Hercules: Randi Villanueva-Zalas; Tina Chadwick; Wendy Maxam and Denise DeMattei. Pick up Randi Villanueva-Zalas. Special Note: Randi feels she may have an attachment - on this night baptize her at my home after the investigation. - Double Special Note: This was accomplished and Randi feels clear of the attachment, she now feels normal again.

ROLL CALL - HERCULES SPECIAL DEMONIC BLACK OPS
HPI Paranormal Intelligence Operatives (Roll Call): Paul Dale Roberts – HPI Owner/Leader; Wendy Maxam –Videographer - Researcher; Randi Villanueva-Zalas – Ghosthunter-in-Training; Amy Kneppel – South Pacific Island Cleanser-in-Training; Tina Webber – Ghosthunter-in-Training; Denise DeMattei – C-3 Paranormal Investigations – Director/Founder; Brent George – Lead Investigator; Jen Subbaraman.

THE TEAMS, THE AREAS:
Today, there are two teams. Denise is a lead investigator for Team Go Go Girl and on her team are Tina & Wendy. Brent is the lead investigator for Team Silverado and on his team are Randi, Jen and Amy. We have two major areas to cover. Area 1 is 1st and 2nd floor. Area 2 is 3rd floor.

THE STORY
Occupant is Fred Fung. Fred tells us that he has seen shadow people in this house. He has seen heads manifest on the wall. There was a kid size shadow child that appeared at the corner of one wall and darted away. Fred has been bitten and scratched.

I learn that Fred Fung is from Hong Kong and I discussed my travels to Hong Kong, Macau, South China Sea, Mainland China, Kowloon with Fred. Fred said that the demonic activity in this home does not originate from Hong Kong, but he feels it may originate from a neighbor that may have been practicing Voodoo and may have cursed his home. Fred sees demonic faces on the floor, walls and in his clothing. When he tries to wash off a face, the face will appear again and again. He has seen strange flashes of light appear on the walls.

FIRST INVESTIGATIVE SESSION EVIDENCE BRIEFING:
No EVPs. Some intelligent answers with the dowsing rods – note: this is not evidence, but is only used as a tool. One shadow anomaly in the top bedroom after 3 pictures was taken of the same area. One of the investigators Randi got sick and had to retreat to the car. One orb photo taken. Some words were captured with the Ovilus 3, which basically do not have any meaning for this household. Note: Ovilus 3 is used as a tool and is not considered as evidence.

SECOND INVESTIGATIVE SESSION EVIDENCE BRIEFING:
Jen did not capture any EVPs. Amy and Brent may have captured 3 EVPs, but they are hard to hear and unintelligible. Inconclusive. Tina captured a few orb photos. The Ovilus 3 says ‘Paul 200’. Sideline Note: What I dated 200 women in my life? 200 has no significant meaning for me. Denise captured white orb with a blue speck inside. Brent says that he saw a shadow move across the room on his viewfinder. Everything is inconclusive so far.

THIRD INVESTIGATIVE SESSION EVIDENCE BRIEFING:
This one is a free-for-all. Everyone is pairing up with a buddy and see what they can capture. More orb photos captured, some designer orbs with face impressions. Again, inconclusive.

CONCLUSION:
I didn't see any evidence that bit me in the arse. Everything that was obtained was inconclusive. Is this place haunted? I don't see the evidence to indicate that. But, of course again, perhaps the entities were in hiding, but if they were truly demonic, why hide? To be on the safe side, a Catholic House Blessing was conducted by me with Fred's mother. Amy Kneppel performed a saging cleansing.

SPECIAL THANKS! To Fred for supplying Cokes. Amy for bringing cheese, salami, Snapea Crisps; Club crackers; Black Rasberry Coffee Cake; bread and Challenge spreadable butter and more Coke. Tina brought cheese/ham submarine sandwiches. Brent brought Starbucks Doubleshot Expresso. Randi for the Monster Energy Ultra Blue and Arizona Green Tea. Damn! We will never go hungry on these investigations. Oops! Thank you Denise for the five bucks - toll bridge fee!

HOW WE GOT HERE:
Brent George drove Amy. I drove Tina, Denise, Wendy and Randi in my Rusty Anomaly (Kia Forte) to this location. Nice road trip, beautiful day. Before we left, we watched The Song of Bernadette (true story of a paranormal sighting of the Immaculate Conception) – video loaned to me by Tina.

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DEDICATION TO TIMMY - HE WILL LIVE FOREVER IN THE HEARTS OF MANY!
First of all, I want thank you, Pauly, for allowing me this opportunity to honor my son through one of your articles! You are such a dear friend and I truly love you. As I reflect on my life, I see there are no mistakes...everything is meant to be and so is our friendship. Life is as is should be, even if it is hard to accept at times. I see how your Faith and kindness have been such a great influence on me making it through all of this. We are friends for life...this I know. You are a precious person with so much love. You are a Blessing.
My sweet son, Timothy Randall Schulz, was born April 20th, 1989. He passed away on November 4th, 2012 in a car accident. His death certificate says November 6th...but my belief, along with other family and friends, is that he went to the light the night of the accident. Instead of going into detail regarding his whole life or the accident...I am going to share with everyone a message dedicated to my son, from my heart...his "Ma's" heart:-)
I love you, Timmy. I love you more than all of the stars. I always have and always will. I love your smile, your eyes, your laugh, your beautiful voice, your heartfelt songs and poems, all of you and who you are. You are a good son and brother. I love your daughter that you left to us...she is so much like her Daddy:-) I love your sweet wife and her family. You are beautiful, my only son and my first born. I love you. I miss you. You are still here. I know that you have not died in the sense of never seeing you again. Someday, I will see you and wrap my arms around you again. I will be able speak with you and enjoy your presence like I have your entire life here. I know that you look out for me, our family, and for others. You have visited me in my dreams and made your presence known to many around me. You have sent me messages of love and support through others. You are not gone...you are here. You have comforted me and eased my suffering. You are missed, Timmy. Thank you for the songs and beautiful things that you have made and left for us to cherish while we wait to join you on the other side. You were such a Blessing in all of our lives and you always will be. You live on.
Until we meet again, Sonshine....
Love Always and Forever,
Your Ma
XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

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THE ARLIN MERLOS STORY!
Story submitted to Paul Dale Roberts
From: "Arlin Merlos"
Hello, my name is Alee. I live in Northwest Arkansas and I heard about you and HPI by reading your stories on wirenot.com. I really need your help.

Up to the time I was five years old, I lived in a small house in Los Angeles, California with my mom, dad and older sister. I don't remember that well but my entire family says that they would always hear noises at night. They would see shadows, feel cold spots, one time my mom even saw an apparition: a man dressed exactly like my dad walked past the kitchen window and walked to the back of the house. When my parents divorced, my mother, sister and I moved to Arkansas (which is where I reside now). My father said that some time after we moved out, all sort of activity stopped.

In Arkansas, we moved into a cute little two-bedroom apartment. We lived happily there for about a year before moving into a four plex about ten minutes away. After living there for two months, we started going through hell. Water faucets would turn on and off, Lights would flicker when you were home alone, you'd hear mine and my little cousin's bikes smashing together with unimaginable force. My sister actually went out into the backyard that night, thinking someone was trying to steal the bikes, but our bikes were secured and locked to the banister. My mom loves flowers and plants. One time she started digging in the backyard, wanting to plant some roses, but her digging stopped when two feet into the Earth, her shovel hit red brick. She moved a couple of feet away and dig and again, she hit the same red bricks. I remember this exactly like it was yesterday: My two big male cousins were over along with one of my female cousins and her little sister. My sister and I were with them in our room talking and joking around when all of a sudden we heard someone knock on the screen door with what sounded like a ring (the stone knocking against the glass). We shut up and we heard it again. My sister went to open and I, a curious little girl, went with her. She opened the door and no one was there. Back in the room, we started talking again until we got interrupted yet again by another knock. This time my big cousins went to check it out. I went but stayed in the hallway and just peeked: no one. As soon as they close the door, they hear another knock. They swing it open in the quickness and were greeted with nothing. They turned pale white and locked both doors, locked the backyard doors and all the windows and went back into the room, locking that door behind us as well. We mentioned it to our mother but she waved it off, saying they were playing a joke on us. She didn't believe us, till one night when she had gotten home from work. It was around 11:30 pm and she was sitting in the living room with my aunt. My sister woke up and went to watch TV with them. She heard the sink turn on by itself and then it stopped on its own... then they heard dripping. Like the sink had overflown with water and it was now dripping onto the floor. They all looked at each other and my mom headed towards the kitchen with my aunt and sister at her heels. She reached around the wall to turn on the kitchen light and she felt a cold chill creep up her hand and her leg froze. She couldn't move. My aunt, realizing this, hurried to turn it on and my mom's face was pale. The next day at work, she brought up the incident in a conversation with coworkers. Apparently, that whole neighborhood was built on top of an old cemetery. They also had had some activity going on in their homes, and they left when they found out. My mom started looking for another place. Having no other choice, we moved back to the two-bedroom apartments, even though she had already payed a full month's rent at the four plex. We were out that following weekend.

After living at the apartment for about three years, we moved into a house: a beautiful yellow brick two-bedroom house with a garage, a gigantic backyard, a beautiful oak tree in back and a cul-de-sac, so we could ride our bikes round and round for hours. My school was only five minutes away on foot, so it made me really happy I didn't have to wait forever for the bus every morning or afternoon. I was nine by the time and up until I was fifteen, we were happy as can be living there until one night, in the summer of 2006, when a blood-curdling scream was heard in the living room. We ran in there, from different rooms in the house, asking if everyone was okay. When we denied being the screamer, we thought maybe it was the neighbor's TV or something. We lived there until I was eighteen. My mom went bankrupt and lost the house. It had gotten to the point that we couldn't even sleep at night. We'd see apparitions, black shadows. My mom even saw a woman with long LONG black straight hair and a long beige dress going towards the laundry room. When I was seventeen, we came to find out that I had some sort of psychic ability, an ability so rare and unique, it was envied. Knowing this and seeing that floating woman, my mom packed our stuff and we moved to other side of town.

We got a lease for a year at a three-bedroom duplex. We had never felt more at peace, more safe than we did there. I graduated high school and got a job as a salesperson at a cellphone company and in six months I was promoted to store manager. I am now twenty and we're saving up to buy a house. My boyfriend of nine months moved in with us just last month, and for the past week, it seems that all the paranormal activity I've lived through in my whole life, has been bunched together and put into one week. We hear noises at the other side of the house, he dogs bark at nothing in the corner of the living room, my sister even heard things being dragged around in mine and my boyfriend's room while we were out. Just three days ago, my boyfriend and I had just gotten home ( a little after one in the morning). He was going into the restroom and I was by our bedroom doorway when all of a sudden I heard someone jangling a doorknob out in the hallway. It sounded like it had been my sister's doorknob which was a foot away. I jumped out into the hallway at the same time my boyfriend did. He looked at me, his brow furrowed in worry and said "Was that you Alee?" after I denied it he asked me to be honest and I told him I was being honest, he thought somebody had broken in. He looked in our closet and I woke up my mom to ask if she had heard that, which she had and she started banging on my sister's door to see if she was okay. My boyfriend went around the house, making sure no one was there. I could see in his eyes that he was scared but he just didn't want to show it, as man of the house he had to be strong for us women. After that incident, I haven't slept, I haven't eaten and I sometimes catch him just staring at me and then he says "You're not being your usual self, what's wrong?" I'm terrified. I don't understand why. I've experienced worse things. But now I'm scared to close my eyes and open them back up and something is right in front of me. I'm driving home and I feel a dread, something in the back of my mind shrieking, not wanting to get home. I feel unsafe there, like there is something there, something dark, watching my every move. And I feel its presence in the living room. Last night my boyfriend woke up at four am and saw I was awake, he grabbed my iphone, got on youtube and started looking for some poems about God. He lit candles and got a frame of the Virgin Mary and placed the candles for her. He started reassuring me that everything would be fine and for a couple of hours it was. But then morning came and I was terrified of showering, because I didn't wanna close my eyes, open them, and see something. I can't be in any room alone, eery light in the house has to be on in order for me to feel safe. I'm going crazy. What can I do? Are these evil spirits after my family, after me, or do we just suck at finding a perfectly good safe place to live? Any feedback would be appreciated.
Thanks for your time,
Alee

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