Ghost Hunt 2: MORE Chilling Tales of the Unknown by Jason Hawes, Grant Wilson Page B

only be heard on an electronic recording. But when she played them for Jen, she always found a logical explanation for them.
    Finally Lyssa reached the Citadel section. With the audioequipment she had, Lyssa was able to clean up the recording. After replaying the growling
“NO!”
she had to take off her headphones. It was like a ghost speaking right into her ears. It made her feel uneasy.
    “What did you find?” Jen asked.
    “It’s a VP.”
    “I think you mean an EVP. Finding a VP means you actually heard the sound at the time of the recording.”
    “I did hear it. Mike heard it, too; he can back me up. But last night we agreed not to tell anyone until I was able to clean up the audio. We didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up. Here, have a listen.”
    Jen put on the headphones. Suddenly her face lit up.
    “That’s awesome! That might be the best evidence we’ve gotten yet.”
    She handed back the headphones to Lyssa. Lyssa continued to listen to the recording but stopped after only a few more seconds. She thought she found something. There was a soft sound in the background. She rewound the tape and listened again. There was something unnatural about the sound. It wasn’t just normal background noise. Lyssa thought maybe she had caught an EVP. She rewound the tape and listened three more times. Then she said, “Jen, I think I just heard something better…”
    Jen put the headphones back on. Lyssa stared at Jen, waiting for her to react.
    Jen gasped and covered her mouth.
    “Lyssa, we have to get everyone in here now!”

     
    This time the boat ride to Alcatraz seemed much quicker to Lyssa. She was too excited to notice that a light rain was falling or that her stomach was rumbling because she hadn’t eaten anything that morning.
    They met Frank at exactly the same spot as last time. He took them quickly up the road and back through the main entrance. Frank led the team into an office, and everyone sat around a desk.
    “Hi, Frank. We’ve got some interesting news for you,” Jason said.
    “Oh, really?”
    “Really. Let’s jump right in.”
    Mark and Jen explained their experiences in the medical ward, retelling how the door closed on its own and how the phantom smell of soap floated up from the empty bathtub. Frank seemed taken aback.
    “Wow! That’s really creepy stuff. Prisoners who had to go into surgery were scrubbed clean first in that tub.”
    “We didn’t see any prisoners,” Mark said. “But I think that’s a real possibility of paranormal activity with the evidence wedid find. There just aren’t any other logical explanations for what happened.”
    Then Jason and Grant talked about their investigation of cell fourteen on D Block. They explained how gases from a sewer line might have made people feel dizzy or even imagine they saw things.
    “But,” Grant said, “we still couldn’t find a reason for the EMF spike, which is strange.”
    “This is all very impressive,” Frank said.
    “Well, we haven’t shown you everything yet. Lyssa, why don’t you tell Frank what happened to you and Mike?” Grant said.
    “Sure. Mike and I investigated the Citadel. Very shortly after we went down there, we started to hear footsteps. They were coming straight for us. It sounded just like a regular person walking up to us. We were able to catch it on tape.”
    She hit the play button. Frank nodded.
    “I definitely hear that!”
    Lyssa stopped the player.
    “Then the footsteps stopped. I asked if the spirit could make the sound again. And we got an answer.”
    Lyssa started the recorder again. Right after the
“NO!”
came snarling out of the speakers, Frank sat straight up.
    “That’s the same voice!” Frank said. “I could swear that’s the voice I heard.”
    “That’s pretty amazing, but that’s not all. At this point, I felt pretty sure we were in the presence of a spirit. So I asked a normal question. I asked what the person’s name was. Listen closely.”
    Lyssa played the