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A Las Vegas Haunting

This spooky story comes from Lynn and Matthew; they shared their first spooky story yesterday, “Sammy Sees It.”

Their second story happened in 2003-2004.  Lynn and Matthew began to attend church in Las Vegas and were randomly grouped together with another couple for Bible study. They drove out to meet and have Bible study with B. and his wife.

B. lived in an old area of Las Vegas in the family home that he had grown up in, in fact the street that he lived on bore his last name. This area of homes featured large lots, with most homes on at least one acre.

The home was old style with a sunken living room, sunken master bedroom and lots of old creepy wallpaper. The house had an odd, very long hallway, shag carpet and looked its vintage of 1960’s–nothing had been updated. Out in the back yard were tennis courts and 4-5 random and odd cement slabs. The property was on a large lot.

The house made Lynn ill at ease. It did not help that the home was decorated in renaissance style with various swords in the living room and in the master bedroom there was a full suit of armor, complete with sword. Lynn kept reminding herself that these were nice people that they had met at church.

They held Bible study in the living room, first watching the assigned video and then having a discussion and prayer.

Lynn continued to feel “creeped out,” the home was in the middle of nowhere and everything felt off. The bad feelings continued to grow and to make matters worse, Lynn felt the urgent need to empty her bladder. She knew she would have to go down the long, dark hallway to use the bathroom.

At last she had to go. She walked down the hallway and found the light okay. She entered the restroom, turned on the light and noticed the old, weird 60’s wallpaper.

As she sat on the toilet she had a horrible feeling that she must not turn her head to the right toward the shower and the closed shower curtain. The feeling poured over that she MUST NOT look to her right.

“At this point, I don’t think I could have forced my head to the right to look.” Lynn finished and wanted to wash her hands.

“I walked as close to the wall on the left as I could. I washed my hands, not daring to look right or worse look into the mirror. I turned the light off and almost ran back to the living room.”

I sat down and tried to act normally. There was a knock at the front door. It was 8:30 on a Tuesday night, we were out in the middle of nowhere and down a long driveway–we should have seen whoever it was drive up. B. got up to answer the door. There was no one there. B. said, “Huh? No one there.”

Lynn said, “Maybe it was a ghost?”

B.’s wife said, “Why do you say that?”

Lynn, ” Why do ask why?”

B’s wife, “No, why, did you see something? Was it in the hallway? Was it in the bathroom?’

Lynn told them everything.

B.’s wife, “Yeah, there’s something here.”

Lynn, “What do you mean?”

B.’s wife, “We think this house is haunted. We’ve already had an exorcism.”

She went on to tell them that the activity happened in the hallway, one of the bedrooms AND the shower that Lynn had been too frightened to look at. There were the usual signs of a haunted house, knocks at the door, unexplained sounds and phenomena. She told Lynn that they hoped holding Bible study in the home would stop the activity.

On the way home Lynn and Matthew talked about how creepy the house was –Lynn wondered why their vehicle felt off. It felt like the bad presence from the house was still with them. Matthew felt it too. They prayed. Remembering their earlier experience from their old apartment, Lynn commanded, “Bad ghost, get out of here! You’re not welcome!” The bad feeling passed.

After some time the couple divorced, but Lynn and Matthew remained in contact with B. One day they were in B.’s backyard and Lynn asked him about all of the random concrete pads. B. said, “I don’t know if it’s true, but some say that back in the day the mob buried bodies out here and put slabs over them. Then people would put sheds or tables over the slabs to make it look normal.”

“No wonder your house is haunted B.!” said Lynn.

Lynn says she will never go to that house again.