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Date: Friday 13th October 2006
Location: Approximately 150km from Sydney
Weather: Mild, overcast
Investigation time period: 10.30pm - 3.00am

Up to this date, no other location we've investigated so far matched the intensity and eeriness of what's been dubbed as The Facility. The magnitude of these hauntings was something we had never encountered before. We knew this place had a long, disturbing macabre history … a history that still remains there in essence and encompasses those who dare to face it.
Of the many spirits who seem to dwell there, some refuse to detach themselves from the physical world. It is no wonder that the paranormal activities during our investigation were so rich and varied: poltergeist activities, audible phenomenon (sighs, voices and screaming), physical - light and visual phenomenon (apparitions).

Remote from civilization, the facility is quite large and covers an extensive area, mostly surrounded by dense bushland. We didn't have an opportunity to familiarise ourselves with the location during the day, so we took the liberty to cover the grounds in the dark of night. Armed with a few headlamps and IR night video cameras we moved through the blackness and inspected the corridors and rooms thoroughly taking note of any variations on the EMF meter and what our senses were telling us. It is worth noting that without any form of illumination, we could not see the ground under our feet.

Most parts of the facility seemed to offer a neutral and at times a warm atmosphere. The eastern section on the other hand was on the contrary - nauseating, thick atmosphere that sent our hair standing on ends. Here the smell of death lingered in the air. This section of the facility was so daunting that it sent one of our team members in a state of panic.
Roaming disorientated from room to room, from one corridor to the next, we eventually found ourselves outside. The dark path ahead led us to the morgue. A cold chill ran down our spines as we walked into a place where once the dead were put to rest in their temporary ice coffins. The morgue had been unused for many, many years but the air still carried an unpleasant odour. The old refrigeration units lay dormant, dead like the bodies they once housed.

"I wonder what it's like to lay in one of these," one of the crewmembers asked another. It was the inquisitive nature of a researcher speaking - his words inspiring the other team member. As a researcher, first hand experience is something that can be the most tempting and rewarding, even if it meant facing certain adversities. An opportunity to study and evaluate an experience and to be in a place where no living (physical) person has ever been is something that cannot be easily ignored.
Without adding anything to the question, the two knew what they had to do. The doors were pulled open, the trays rolled out and in they went in two separate old refrigeration units. As the doors shut on them, the other team members waited anxiously.
Minutes passed and still no sign of disturbance from the two researchers - there was only dead silence. The rest of the crew could no longer wait … but the doors would not open, they were stuck. Horrifying thoughts flashed through their minds. If they could not get the doors open, it was only a matter of time and the two stranded souls would run out of air.
Finally, after an extraordinary team effort the doors were pulled open. No unusual sensations or phenomenon was experienced during their encasement, but one of the researchers walked away with an excruciating headache that lasted for only a few minutes.

It was near midnight when we began setting up fixed cameras, trigger items, IC recorders and an IR motion sensor. Soon we were prepared for our first vigil in the chilling eastern section.

We decided to conduct a séance. At first we heard some taps on the wall and footsteps coming from the hallway, followed by an icy breeze brushing between us.
One of our members said that he could sense some hesitation, even a level of fear coming from the ethereal energies. Most of us felt that we were dealing with spirit children coming and going.
This hesitation from the other side all changed when we decided to relocate to another room. As soon as we entered we were all overwhelmed by the intensity of the atmosphere - thick like soup. It was no place for any form of child.

Another séance began. This time we all remained standing. The temperature around us suddenly dropped alarmingly low. We weren't prepared for the occurrences that were about to unfold - one by one they would strike.

At first a crewmember seemed to drift in and out of consciousness. He said that he felt as if a foreign energy had permeated through him, starting from the back of the neck and streaming through his spine and up through his head. Eventually he went numb and could no longer hold his balance. He collapsed, partly unconscious on the ground with his eyes rolling back. He was dragged into the hallway by team members who took him under the arms and supported him to stay upright. Just then an unexpected and unprecedented event occurred - it became apparent that a different personality had taken him over. Watching this otherwise strong willed person fall into the mercy of inexplicable forces was terrifying. Could this happen to anyone?

Unaware of those who had surrounded him, he asked Darren B who he was. Darren responded, 'Darren … who are you?' The response was 'Janet' … and then he fell under his own weight, his legs folding under him.
It is worth noting that this member of our crew has no history of any psychological disorder. He is generally known as analytical and level headed. The influence he was subjected to was beyond his control.

Immediately he was taken outside and gradually regained consciousness.
The door we came out from was secure and could not be locked from the outside. The lock on the inside was unlocked. As we all gathered outside, this door was slammed shut and locked … from the inside. There was no one else (physical) inside. Concerns were voiced as our equipment was still in the facility.

After floundering through the terrain in pitch-blackness, we eventually found another way into the facility. Even though the alternative entry was there for the taking, the presence of this looming force had not left the domain of the building. It took the effected member a number of attempts before he felt strong enough to overcome the influence of this possessive entity.

Our next attempt was to conduct a vigil in a nearby room. It was in this room that we sensed the smell of death during our initial inspection of the facility.
Two video cameras were set up, and all members settled in waiting. As we began to call out asking for any signs the activity soon began. When one of the cameramen decided to sit down in a more comfortable posture a voice echoed through the room. It seemed to be that of a child. A later attempt was made to decipher the words spoken - it sounded like, "I want my mummy".

Remaining silent for around 30 minutes, another audible phenomenon was heard - a woman's sigh breezed through the hallway. At this point in time we were starting to get a little uneasy (especially being aware of movements through the hallway and in the room we set up in).
Just when we thought things were settling down Darren T. was suddenly overcome by an aggravated influence. This unprecedented aggression would last well until noon the next day. Then it was Kellie. Similar to our member who had channelled a powerful ghostly resident Kellie had suddenly fallen into the grip of a strong energy. She struggled hard to maintain her consciousness. Then, it just left her.

Moments later, we heard a loud exclamation coming from Larraine. Something had poked her violently in the ribs, strong enough so that it left a bruise. She was sitting next to Kellie and seemed to be the next in line. One by one we were dropping like flies.
We were dealing with very powerful entities and we decided to carry on with extreme caution.

Since most of the activity was happening in the hallway, it seemed like a good idea to move there and listen. In thick blackness where you could not see your hand in front of you we waited patiently in eerie silence. Far down the hallway, among the corridors we heard the occasional tap and footsteps. There was no one else physical out there in this forsaken haunted place other than us. It takes a certain kind of person to do what we do.

Near 2.00am we decided to make our way towards the more benevolent end of the facility - the chapel.
Each of us positioned ourselves, slightly spread out but close enough for the comfort of safety. We all seemed to agree that the collective of our team members produced some inexplicable form of security.

Shortly after we finished discussing our perceptions of our current location, our humble cameraman, Laszlo, who was the furthest away (so he could fit us all into the small eye piece of his camera) suddenly became distressed at what he was seeing in night mode. Orbs … and many of them in all shapes and sizes seemed to be playing chases around him. Some believe that these light anomalies are the initial manifestations of spirits before they take full form. It is also true that a large fraction of these occurrences are caused by airborne particles like dust, fabric even insects. However, some of these orbs were displaying a level of intelligence suggesting something a little more extraordinary than floating bits of contamination. It was then that Darren T. sighted a tall shadowy figure looking towards us from the morgue. It soon turned away and vanished into the dense atmosphere that surrounded us.

Around 3.00am we gathered our equipment and stood outside under the faint glow of the Moon to recap what had happened.

The exterior of this place looms in the shadows of age-old trees and their foliage. At first glance it appears mysterious and foreboding, a place that time has forgotten. The initial observation reflects the reality that lingers within these countless old dilapidated walls ... this is a place where walls have eyes. They watch our every move - plot and scheme against us. Little did we know that this is exactly what would happen in one of our future investigations at the facility.

Could this be the most haunted place in Australia? Our next investigation would suggest that this claim is not far from the truth.