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Run...just Run.

The title of my post comes from the words whispered into the ear of one of our participants from last night's ghost tour at MAITLAND GAOL.


We had a private tour last night at the Gaol and because everyone was part of a big group of family and friends they had a great blend of energy and were very open to each other. It was easy to put them into groups and easy to have the interaction BETWEEN THEM already vibing nice and high even before we started to take them into the Wings of the Gaol.

It is ALL about the energy!

This group was such fun last night. They were ready to get into it in a big way and they all took part in all of the experiments we set up with some awesome results.

The shower block was a place were lots of shadow figures were seen.

C Wing had a lot of connections in SATAN'S CELL and within the area that is known as MAXIMUM SECURITY.

I was with Anne in A wing (which I so rarely get to do) and some of the brave souls were really getting into the Estes Method using the Spirit Box.

The most active cell was Cell 7 last night and also I have to say Cell 8 - in both cells people felt a presence even if they did not see one.

Once that door was shut and they were left inside things got very strange.

One gentleman heard, "Run, run now!" whispered into his ear and flew out of the cell when we opened it.

He went to his knees and was breathing very hard and when I asked him if he was alright he told me that he needed time to process what had just happened.

I have to say that I just LOVE that!

We don't start out ever to scare people or to make stuff up that does not happening.

We always leave it to the spirits of the Gaol - if they want to play they will.


When our guests have a good time we go home very, very happy and satisfied that we have proved a great experience.
Tonight we are heading to Stroud for our ghost tour.
I will report all about it in the next blog.



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