“ANGELIC LIGHT SHONE ON BOXER WHO DIED IN THE RING” and More True Paranormal Stories! #WeirdDarkness
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IN THIS EPISODE: Did the light of Heaven shine supernaturally onto the body of boxer Lute McCarty when he died in the ring? Thousands of witness say so – as does the photographic evidence. (Did The Light of Heaven Shine Down On Boxer Luther McCarty?) *** Anna Baker’s father would not allow her to marry the man she loved – but that didn’t stop her from wearing her wedding dress numerous times before her death. (Anna Baker’s Wedding Dress) *** The scary folks over at The Graveyard Shift have gathered some creepy stories from real people who have survived some terrifying encounters with the strange and paranormal. (People Who Survived Real Life Horror Stories)
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Most of us are familiar with the tradition of scary stories. Usually while gathered around a campfire, people will swap spooky tales about things that go bump in the night. These fanciful stories were just enough to scare you, without totally pushing you over the edge… But what happens when scary stuff starts happening in real life?
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Did the light of Heaven shine supernaturally onto the body of boxer Lute McCarty when he died in the ring? Thousands of witness say yes – as does the photographic evidence. (Did The Light of Heaven Shine Down On Boxer Luther McCarty?)
Anna Baker’s father would not allow her to marry the man she loved – but that didn’t stop her from wearing her wedding dress numerous times before her death. (Anna Baker’s Wedding Dress)
The scary folks over at The Graveyard Shift have gathered some creepy stories from real people who have survived some terrifying encounters with the strange and paranormal. (People Who Survived Real Life Horror Stories)
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“The Baby P story really messed with my head. In the UK a couple of years ago, the boyfriend of this woman started beating her son. The things he did were horrific: training his dog to bite him, pulling out his fingernails/toenails, smashing his fingers, throwing him in the air and letting him hit the floor, and tossing him around, calling it roughhousing. The boyfriend eventually did this so hard that one night he snapped Baby P’s spine in half.
One of the things that stuck with me was when I read that he was trained to be submissive, and when the boyfriend would enter the room, Baby P would automatically put his head to the floor. When I first read about it, I had nightmares for weeks.”
“A few years ago I was living in a fairly nice apartment complex, having a cigarette on my balcony around 3 AM on a Tuesday night. I’m usually on my phone, but I got this weird chill and looked up to see a middle-aged man walking down the sidewalk across the complex. It struck me that he did not belong here, and I realized he wasn’t one of the residents. As I was thinking this, he suddenly stopped and looked right at me, making eerie, way-too-long eye contact, and then rushed off between buildings, in the opposite direction of my apartment. I told my husband about it and joked that if we get a knock on our door in the next 15 minutes, we can assume it’s that creeper. Sure as sh*t, 10 minutes later there’s this quiet, faint tap-tap-tap on our door. My eyes probably popped out of my head, and my husband jumped up to grab his gun from the other room. I slowly walked up to the door to look through the peephole, holding my breath, and there was the man I had seen, looking right at me through the peephole! I know he wasn’t able to actually see me, but the image of him looking right into my eye still freaks me out to this day. My husband walked up to the door, stared through the peephole and shouted ‘What?’ in this threatening voice, apparently the man had his hand on the doorknob and jerked back in surprise to hear a man’s voice. Dude asked for Jeremy or some made up name and my husband told him to leave. After bullsh*tting a little longer, the guy finally walked downstairs, only to peer up into my living room window from the lawn. I closed the blinds and he moved over to stare at me through the balcony door. He didn’t move on until after I shut that one too. We called security and gave a clear description and everything. A few days later, we got a report from our complex that an apartment had been robbed around that time that night. What keeps me up at night is this question: if you’re going to rob an apartment, why would you go to one that you definitely know a woman is awake and home (seemingly alone) at?”
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“It is in the German memoir ‘Sniper on the Eastern Front‘… It is March 1945, and the Germans have been pushed back by the Russians into Germany and Czechoslovakia. He was scouting some German village in the Sudetenland. A Russian platoon drove around, so he hid in a caved outbuilding, so this lone sniper had a front row seat to the horror to what was to follow. The platoon was plundering the village until it ran into this German couple. The Russians then tied up the husband and forced him to watch as the Russians, in order of ranking personnel, raped the wife. One. By. One. She was screaming in agony, fell in and out of consciousness, and was in so much pain.
When the last Russian was finished with her, he shoved a flare gun up the woman’s vagina and fired it. The woman screamed out the most ‘animalistic, brutal, and haunting scream’ the German has ever heard, as the flare was slowly burning the woman’s insides and blood/flare residue/flames were rushing out of her body, and then she slumped over dead.
German reinforcements soon arrived and killed/wounded the platoon. The husband went into his house, grabbed an object (I recall it was a shovel) and hacked the remaining wounded Russians on the ground until they were all dead. Some of the Germans tried stopping him, but the lone sniper held them back.”
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“My bedroom is on the second floor of the house. There’s no patio/porch/overhang of any kind beneath my windows.
Couple of years ago I was watching TV in bed around 2 AM and heard a louder than usual ‘animal’ sound. Not uncommon to hear squirrels running around on the roof from time to time. Didn’t think much of it. Kept on happening, and started to sound awfully close to the window and not on the roof. I ignored it for a pretty long time.
After at least 40 to 45 minutes of being irritated by the noise, I banged on the wall in hopes of scaring them off until I could get to sleep.
Just two quick bangs with my fist. Which were answered with two bangs on the wall right next to the window from outside.
Needless to say, I just about sh*t and jumped out of bed.
Now, my living room has a bay window, and is on the other end of the house, so I could look out that window from the side and see my bedroom window. I hustle downstairs and peek out.
I see a guy standing in front of my house, below my bedroom window. He’s got a knife (small pocket knife) in his hand, and he’s ‘petting’ the front of my house.
Call the police and wait. He never leaves the front of the house even when they roll up and ultimately disarm and arrest him without much struggle.”
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“The Amy Bradley disappearance. She disappeared from a cruise ship en route to Curacao in 1998, and years later photos were emailed to her parents that very much resembled her, and looked like she had been sold into sexual slavery. Multiple people have also claimed to see her through the years; the Wikipedia page on her case lists the sightings, and there’s an FBI missing persons report, including sketches of people she was seen with in 2005. The whole story is just chilling and terrifying.”
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“We moved into a new house a few months ago. As we were in the process of purchasing the house, the renter who was living in it died unexpectedly of natural causes in his mid-40s. He died right in the middle of the living room. Shortly after, we move into the house, and almost immediately our two-year-old daughter starts talking about the ghost that lives in our house. Now let’s be real here – she is two and two-year-olds are VERY impressionable. Halloween had recently passed, and she had this Halloween-themed picture book that she loved to read, so it’s entirely possible that all this talk of ghosts was just coming from looking through that book on a regular basis. Still, she was always telling me that the ghost was in her play house in the basement, or that the ghost was on the stairs, or that the ghost was standing in the corner. She never seemed to be afraid of the ghost, and considered him to be her friend, so I wasn’t all that concerned even if there really was a ghost haunting our house. If he’s a nice and helpful ghost, it could certainly be a lot worse. I would often tell the ghost that he was welcome to stay if he wanted to, but he was also welcome to go if that would make him happier. I was about 30/70 on the ghost being real and she could see and talk to him versus the ghost being just her imagination fueled by her Halloween book… until one day, when we were going out to the car to go to daycare in the morning. It was still dark out, and rainy. My daughter told me that the ghost was on the back deck, and then she told me that today was the ghost’s birthday and she wanted to sing him Happy Birthday. Once again, I mostly disregarded what she was saying, as she is birthday obsessed and has in the past made us sing Happy Birthday to Mickey Mouse, a bowl of fruit snacks, and the bathroom. So we sang and wished the ghost a happy birthday and went on with our lives. Later that day, out of pure curiosity, I looked up the obituary of the man who had died in our house. And wouldn’t you know it? It was his f*cking birthday.”
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“A 58-year-old man living alone in Japan started hearing noises at night and noticing things out of place in his house. He installed video cameras. Turns out a homeless woman had been living in his attic and cupboards for almost a YEAR in his house, undetected.”
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“I lived in an apartment a few years ago. Four units upstairs, four units downstairs. I lived upstairs, and the apartment below me was vacant. I kept hearing footsteps through the apartment, and I knew I shouldn’t have. Nobody was downstairs. I asked someone to come over and listen, just to see if I was crazy. Maybe I’m just hearing other apartments since it’s empty downstairs, and everything is echoing.
Wrong. I kept hearing the footsteps. This went on for a solid hour. Finally I called the landlord and the police. Apparently someone had broken in through the windows downstairs, and was walking back and forth through the apartment with a knife. F*cking horrifying.”
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“I saw something on National Geographic a while ago about the murders of albinos in Tanzania. There was one case of a family with two albino sisters, one of which had her arms and legs hacked off in the middle of the night for sale on the black market. The other albino laid next to her sister for the remainder of the night as she bled to death (they live in a very secluded hut with no electricity).
Albino limbs are reportedly worth a lot in certain parts of Africa for use in traditional witchcraft.”
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“I was with my wife and children driving to a local Walgreens, when my wife suddenly stopped the car and pointed into the street. I looked and saw two young children in the middle of the road in diapers, wandering around and looking confused. My wife ran out as I stayed in the car with my kids, picked up the smaller one and took the hand of the older one to walk them into the parking lot of the Walgreens. Up close I could tell that both diapers were horribly soiled (as in not changed in days). They were both dirty and smelled awful. It was a fairly cold and was raining some, so the children were very cold and shivering.
We immediately called the police and waited with the children until they arrived. The younger child was approximately two years old and as my wife comforted him, he just kind of laid there and looked happy to be getting attention. The older child was about four or five, and as I stated, was still in a diaper. He couldn’t speak, and looked very frightened of anyone getting near him. He would grunt and whimper, but seemed to have no way to communicate at all. I had to gently keep him in the area as he was trying to run off, but finally got him to calm down by wrapping a warm blanket around him and humming to him.
The cops arrived after about 10-15 minutes, and took our statement of what happened. We told them our story, continuing to comfort the children until a team of paramedics got to the scene to make sure the kids didn’t need medical attention for exposure, hypothermia, etc. After a while, maybe an hour after we had first found them, a strung out woman wandered on to the scene and says casually that the children are hers. She is obviously high, and tries claiming to the cops that the children were only gone for 5-10 minutes. The cop called her on her bullshit, and spent the next couple of minutes yelling, asking her how she could let her children wander a fairly busy street, almost naked, in the rain and cold.
A man who identifies himself as their dad arrived, shirtless and filthy, also strung out. The cop asked why the older boy was not speaking, and they said he never did, not elaborating why that was. When asked where they live, they told conflicting stories, obviously trying to lie to the cop to make it seem the children had not wandered far, but from what it seemed, they lived at least several blocks away. The mom tried to take the children but the police stepped in and told her that they were in police care now, and would be assessed by a CPS rep at the police station before they would be able to return home. Not long after this we were told we could go as they had gathered all they needed from us. I never found out what happened to those kids, I hope that they got the help they obviously needed. I am still bothered by the whole event, I wonder what kind of life they had led, to leave them filthy, mute, and alone in the middle of a city street.”
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“I drove past a car on my way to class (in college). I always took the back roads to avoid traffic, so it was a bit odd to have a car parked on the side of the road. When I came back from class it was still there. I drove by a bit more slowly and saw what I thought was someone sleeping in there. I thought that was odder still, but maybe someone was traveling and decided to pull off to take a rest and just fell asleep longer than they planned? Nope, next morning I read in the paper a wife killed her husband and dumped his body and the car on that back road.”
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“Occasionally I get mild bouts of insomnia but nothing serious, usually just a delay in my bedtime of an extra two or three hours. One night I suddenly just can not sleep. Nothing will get me to relax and I eventually give up and just sit in the front room playing Heavy Rain all night as it had just come out a few days ago. The next day when I head off to work exhausted with zero hours of sleep I got a text from my roommate.
‘Dude the police are all over the apartment complex.’
Apparently nine apartments including our downstairs neighbor were broken into last night WITH PEOPLE HOME SLEEPING. Some people even reported things being stolen from the rooms they were sleeping in.
It hit me that had I not stayed up all night and left the light on in the front room I would have been robbed… or worse.”
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“Centralia, Pennsylvania. It was a pretty decent sized coal mining town and in the 60s, a fire (which I believe was started at a landfill, but was not put out completely) caught an exposed coal vein on fire and the fire burns underground to this day. In the 80s, the government started paying people to leave and buying up all of the land and destroying the houses so no one could live there. Since they didn’t exactly force people to leave, the town still has a population of about ten. There is enough coal underground to keep the fire burning for a very long time.
I have been there before and in person, it is really eerie. It’s a bunch of empty streets with one or two houses, a church, and some cemeteries. One part of the highway, which was closed off and rerouted because of the fire, is all cracked and misshapen so the road is really uneven. One of the weirdest things is the steam that comes out through the ground. It almost looks like little hot springs everywhere, but it’s really all coming from the fire below.”
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“I was out in the middle of nowhere at a musical conference my wife was presenting held at an old church retreat camp. One of her presentations ran way over so the lodge’s cafeteria was closed. With no car, no phone (this area was so remote there was no coverage for mobile), and no vending machines, the only resort was to walk into the nearest town and get food. I grabbed a coat and flashlight and had no issue on the trip down and snagged a pizza from a spot along the highway around midnight.
On the way back it was a different story. I got a severe feeling of discomfort, I could feel eyes on me. This was out in the middle of the woods, so my first instinct is there is an animal following me. Knowing most predators like to hit from either above or behind I turned on my phone light and kept it pointed behind me and swept my flashlight up and down as I walk. The whole walk back I heard rustlings, first along one side, then following behind. I kept a steady pace and acted cool… even though I was terrified.
Shortly before I was back on site, the feeling left, no more sounds. My wife and I enjoyed pizza and slept in. Two days later we got a shock from the news. A homeless woman was found less than 1500 yards from our site that had been mauled and partially consumed in what appeared to be a cougar attack. Estimates of the time of death were the same night I went out for pizza.”
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“When I was in fifth grade some guy who was mentally ill had a meltdown somewhere in Chicago. Apparently he shot and killed some random guy and stole his car. He drove up I-94 towards my suburb, got off the highway, and drove straight into my neighborhood (it’s very close to the exit) and just started shooting sporadically at people’s houses. He somehow wound up in my backyard (which is full of trees) and was just shooting in every direction. I can still vividly remember break lights in the middle of the otherwise pitch-black woods and sparks from the gunfire going off in every direction. The cops showed up and shot him to death. Luckily no one was hurt, but my neighbors did find a bullet in the middle of their mattress. Fireworks are not so fun anymore.”
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“A few days ago, my iPhone would not accept my fingerprint for touch ID… any of my fingerprints.
My dog stayed on the other side of the apartment from me, and wouldn’t take any treats from me. I trained him not to take treats from anyone except me, to avoid poisoning or illness. But he wouldn’t even take his favorite treats from me or cuddle with me. When I went to hug him, he hid in his kennel.
The only websites I could get into were Reddit, Gmail, and Amazon – pages where my password is stored. Any website where I had to enter username and password, it came back as incorrect. Thank God there’s no password to wake my computer up, or I wouldn’t have been able to do any work that day.
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“Working as a 911 dispatcher, I got call from a house. Call it back, it’s been disconnected. This is actually fairly common and happened whenever it rained. The backstory on the house is that it was vacant and used to have an active landline.
The theory was that the water was somehow getting to the telephone system to the house, and was setting off false alarms. Well we get one, and I thought about just saying ‘f*ck it’ but I stuck with protocol and sent an officer.
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“It was winter break, freshman year of college. I drove up to visit one of my friends in northwestern Pennsylvania for New Years. I needed to be back home the next day for work, so I decided to drive back at like 2 AM. I was driving down Interstate 79, and I maybe saw two cars in a 60-mile span. I came up around a bend and saw what looked like a black bear in my lane and I swerved and went off the road and crashed into the tree line next to the highway. I was in the middle of nowhere and the bear just booked it into woods. My car was f*cking totaled and I knew I wasn’t gonna see any cars for hours to help me out. I called 9-1-1 and they said they would come in like 20 minutes. I got out of the car and stood up on the shoulder of the highway and waited. After about five minutes I heard some rustling in the bushes and there it was, the f*cking bear. Turns out when I went off the road I hit a cub and mama bear was p*ssed as all hell. I booked it over to the back of the car and hopped in the trunk. Thank god I had a big Ford Expedition so the bear couldn’t f*ck with it too much. For another half an hour the bear tried ramming the car and was trying to get at me in a frenzy. The police showed up and the sirens scared mama bear off into the woods again. It was the most terrifying experience of my life.”
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“I grew up in a forestry cottage miles away from any town, we often got toads and birds and other woodland creatures in the house out of the blue. I was seven at the time and suffered from night terrors. My parents often found me about the house at night speaking nonsense or screaming, must have freaked them out to no end. For a few nights I had been shouting at my parents, convinced there was something in my bed, I couldn’t sleep because of it but obviously my parents put it down to nightmares. I kept saying something was shaking in my bed and scratching me, they took all my blankets and toys out to show me there was nothing there but I was still convinced. I was an odd child so people often thought I was making things up. Turns out a bat had gotten into the duvet cover, I opened it up one night and this thing flew out, parents ran in and turned the light on to find this bat dinging around the room. Sometimes I’m still woken up by the feeling that there’s a bat in my blanket.”
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“My great aunt died in August, 2012. Six months later (February 2013) my cousin was playing in a hockey tournament. He was extremely close to our aunt and was pretty devastated by the loss. His team was never that good; however, in this particular tournament they were doing really well… so well that they made it to the finals. They lost, but that’s where fate comes into play. All of the runner-up trophies were wrapped in newspaper. My cousin pulled a trophy out of the box and the single piece of paper wrapped around it was my aunt’s obituary from six months earlier.”
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“Years ago, around Halloween, my family had gathered to watch scary movies. My mom loved these shows. My dad didn’t care much for them, so he would get up every few minutes to work on some thing or other.
We had started watching Hitchcock’s The Birds, and it was getting late, probably close to midnight… and it was getting cold. Not just the late October chill of the foothills we lived it, the house was getting cold.
He grabbed a lighter and headed downstairs. A minute later, we hear him shout for us.
We get down there to see him shining a flashlight into the furnace. Peering in, first we just noticed the pilot light was indeed out. Then we saw the reason. A dead bird. Something about the size of the palm of my hand, maybe a sparrow, had flown into the furnace from outside and put the flame out.”
Did the light of Heaven shine supernaturally onto the body of boxer Lute McCarty when he died in the ring? Thousands of witness say yes – as does the photographic evidence.
Anna Baker’s father would not allow her to marry the man she loved – but that didn’t stop her from wearing her wedding dress numerous times before her death.
These stories are coming up.
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HEAVENLY LIGHT ON BOXER
The 6 foot 4 inch Luther McCarty was a talented young boxer, and actually ended up making his full professional debut at the tender age of 18. This debut fight took place on the 7th of January, 1911, and his opponent was a guy named Watt Adams.
Luther managed to demolish him within two rounds.
Over the next twelve months he skyrocketed to stardom as he smashed through every fighter put in front of him. The public began to pin the nickname of ‘Lute’ on him.
Such was the dominance of Lute, that a championship bout was arranged for New Year’s Day 1913. This big time main event was to be against a fighter named Al Palzer – the White World Heavyweight Champion.
Palzer was absolutely smashed during the fight, but managed to get out of it with a TKO. He handed over his belt to Lute.
The boxing community went wild with this win, and promoters started to battle to set up a legendary fight between Lute and Jack Johnson. But this fight never took place…
Before his big fight with Johnson, Lute took part in a sort of ‘warm up match’ against a fighter named Arthur Pelkey. This fight should have been fairly routine for a boxer of Lute’s quality.
In the very first round of the fight, Lute took a rather feeble punch to the heart area, and collapsed instantly. He lay motionless on the floor as the referee counted him out.
The referee, Ed Smith, started to panic – something was not quite right here!
Medical professionals jumped into the ring and tried their best to revive the famous fighter, but it was no use – after 8 minutes Lute was pronounced dead.
As Lute lay on the boxing ring canvas, being counted out, the 6000-strong crowd all witnessed an amazing paranormal light beam down on the stricken boxer’s body. The light seemed to hit him as the referee started the count, then disappear as soon as the count was over. The shaft of light seemed to be the perfect size to cover only Lute’s body.
There is only one photo image of this strange light, and it has been debated ever since by thousands of sceptics. Most of these ‘people’ believe the photo to have been somehow faked…but just over 6000 people at that fight also personally witnessed this heavenly light…
A coroner’s report later determined that the cause of Lute’s death was probably linked to a horse riding accident he had suffered just days before the fight took place.
So what was this strange light?
Was it an ethereal sign from a higher power, calling Lute home?
ANNA BAKER WEDDING DRESS
The perfect man, the perfect dress, what more could a girl ask for? How about her father’s approval…
In 1836, Elias Baker and his cousin Roland Diller bought the Allegheny Furnace in Altoona, Blair County, Pennsylvania. This iron furnace would help them amass a fortune from the rich iron deposits in the area.
Elias moved his wife, Hetty, and their two sons, David Woods and Sylvester, from Lancaster County all the way to Altoona, into a mansion near the furnace. Shortly thereafter, Hetty bore a daughter, Anna, and another girl, Margaretta, in 1839. Unfortunately, Margaretta died after just two short years.
In 1844, Elias bought out his cousin’s share in the furnace, and then in 1845, construction began on his new home – The Baker Mansion, which was completed in 1849.
Elias was a very proud man, and ruled his family with an iron fist. Little did he know his only daughter, Anna, had fallen in love with one of his employee’s, a lowly steelworker. She and the steelworker planned to marry in secret, she even had the dress. But her father discovered their hidden love affair, and he forbade her to marry him.
Taking after her father, Anna was stubborn and fought long and hard. She didn’t care about the comforts money brought her. She did not care about fine clothing or jewelry. She didn’t need a big fancy home. Her mother, Hetty, fought for her daughter, praising the man Anna wished to marry. Unfortunately, Elias would not listen. It was then that Anna made the decision to remain single for the rest of her life.
Elias didn’t give up though, and he brought her suitor after suitor. She denied them all, letting her anger win over any chance at happiness..
The dress Anna had purchased had once belonged to Elizabeth Bell, the daughter of another iron master in the area. Elizabeth mocked Anna for never being married.
By the time Elias Baker died, in 1848, it was too late, and Anna’s love had moved on. She remained alone in the house, angry and bitter. But there were those occasions when the servants of the household would spot her wearing her wedding dress and dancing under the moonlight until she died in 1914.
It is widely known that The Baker Mansion is haunted. The county purchased the mansion in 1941 and turned it into a museum. Anna’s wedding dress was put on display in what used to be her bedroom. Staff at the museum have noticed the dress moving within its glass case. When the moon is full, the dress would strike violently on the glass case. Some believe that the movement of the wedding dress and the glass case can be attributed to old historical floorboards being weak or loose. Others say it’s nothing more than drafts.
A study was conducted to find out the real reason behind the movement of the dress. Camera’s were aimed at the glass case, and when no one was present in the museum, the dress could still be seen moving. It must be Anna’s spirit, living within the dress, or trying to get to it.
Those same cameras also captured spectral forms and images of a bitter old woman in front of the mirror.
Furniture has been spotted moving, and the sound of footsteps have also been heard. A music box left in one of the rooms could be heard playing, ,when no one was present inside the room. The spirit of Elias has been spotted in the dining room while a woman in a black dress, believed to be Hettie, has been spotted on the third floor.
Anna’s brother, David Baker, was killed in the steamboat accident in 1852. His body was stored in one of the rooms until the frozen ground had thawed enough for him to have a proper burial. People have reported hearing screams coming from that very room.
Today, the Baker Mansion is still open to the public, however Anna Baker’s wedding dress is no longer on permanent display, due to deterioration caused by exposure to light and air borne pollutants.
SHOW CLOSE, CREDITS, A LITTLE LIGHT, AND A FINAL THOUGHT==========
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“People Who Survived Real Life Horror Stories” gathered by Rosa Pasquarella for Graveyard Shift
“Did The Light of Heaven Shine Down On Boxer Luther McCarty?” from Real Paranormal Experiences
“Anna Baker’s Wedding Dress” from The Scare Chamber
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Now that we’re coming out of the dark, I’ll leave you with a little light… “Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.” – 1 Peter 4:8
And a final thought… “If you’re bored with life, if you don’t get up every morning with a burning desire to do things, you don’t have enough goals.” – Lou Holtz
I’m Darren Marlar. Thanks for joining me in the Weird Darkness.