Night of the Living Dead

What follows is a true story of the Ouija board, spirits and the danger involved when using such means to communicate with the dead.

Back in 1989 I was stationed at Keesler Air Force Base, Mississippi on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. I lived in the dorms with my roommate, Carlos. Carlos was a former gang member from the streets of San Antonio, Texas who became "born again." On this night Carlos was on his knees at his bed and praying. Then suddenly I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door and my coworker, Robert said, "Paul, I cannot get any sleep in my room next door because my roommate is conjuring demons!" I stepped outside and looked at the room next door. The door was open and I could see the light shining out. I felt a spooky feeling possibly, because of what Robert said. Then my eyes meet with a sexy Asian-american woman who was lying on the bed. She looked directly into my eyes. At that moment I knew something inhuman possessed her. Her look was sultry and sinister--like I want to make love to you and kill you! Then I looked to the left and I saw Mike and his friend using the Ouija board. Mike and I meet on the basketball court and he lived nearby. This entity or entities was talking through the board, saying it would kill and so on. So, I layed my hands on the board and I said, "I command you to stop in the name of Jesus." Then the board could not move. Then Mike looked up at me with these evil eyes. He was wanting to kill me. I knew he was possessed or under control at that moment. I immediately left. Then moments later I asked Robert, "Why did I run?" Robert said, "Paul, you know why, the demon was going to kill you." Then a chill ran down my spine. I am sure you all can relate to something like this not really sinking in until later. Mike and the group left the room and went to the graveyard that night.

Later, I told Mike of the dangers involved with this. I said, "Mike, you are opening a spiritual door that you cannot close." Soon, the guys would find out this was no joke.

One of the guys named Larry saw a ghost in the middle of the highway near New Orleans at 3:00 am. He braked to keep from hitting it but drove right through it. Then he glanced in his rear-view mirror only to see the being in the back of his pick up looking at him. Soon, Larry's life and career began to fall apart. He lost his job and I never saw him again.

Weeks later, Mike took a long knife as he was standing on the balcony in a strong, cold wind and stabbed himself deep in the chest. He barely missed his heart and blood was everywhere. When I came back from New Orleans at 6:00 am I stepped in blood when I stepped out of my car. I followed the trail to Mike's room. That's when I realized something when terribly wrong that night. The investigators came and Mike lied to them. Oh he was so convincing. Mike said his ex-girlfriend's friend stabbed him--a total lie. The investigators told the carpet up and used it as evidence and finally got the story straight. Later I found out that Mike broke his girlfriend's back.

That's where this story ended for me. I was reassigned to another base to begin my career in Intelligence. I never saw any of them again. My hunch is their situation only got worse.

So be careful what you dabble in. There might be a price to pay if you don't use the proper precaution. Make sure you do daily meditation, prayer or cover yourself in a glowing white light for your protection. It's a good idea to do this daily. It's also a good thing to do if you have to go to a bad part of town. Ghosts can attach themselves to you and can make your life difficult if you are not protected. But protecting yourself from the spiritual dimension is really for a later blog.

So, take care and God bless,

Paul