As always I had no idea of the house I was about to enter.  All I knew was that we were going to be traveling for 6 hours to visit a possible possession of a resident that lived in the house we were going to.  The house had two people living inside it, a man and a woman.  We met the female of the residence initially and then a few hours later we met the male resident.  When I first opened the door and walked into the house I stopped dead in my tracks, standing frozen in the foyer.  The only thing I could focus on was the hallway.  The woman, for confidential reasons we will call her “Jane”.  Jane noticed me staring at the hallway and stated, you see something or someone don’t you.  (Keep in mind that Jane was not informed of my “abilities”.)  I shook my head in agreement and walked toward the hallway.  I approached each room carefully and began opening doors.  The first door I opened was the hallway closet.  When I opened it I noticed that it had a darker doorway inside it.  The doorway was stemming from the ceiling and leaking down into the walls.  The doorway was outlined in a dark thick barrier that entered into a dark abyss.  Nothing was inside the darkness at this time.  I shut the door and commented on the doorway.  I proceeded to walk to a black painted bedroom.  I walked into the room and began trancing out at the end of the bedroom.  I asked if there was pain in this room, if someone was attacked in their sleep.  What I was envisioning was scratching off the walls and a pair of dark arms with hands coming through the wall and grabbing someone as they slept.  Jane responded by saying that the male of the house, we will call him John, slept in the spot I was standing and complained of having night terrors as a child.  I inspected the other bedrooms, rooms, and areas of the house, but nothing was a strong as the black bedroom.  I walked outside and was hit with an overwhelming vision of blood coming down from a hillside behind the house.  I began to see Indians fighting with each other, mass killings, horrendous imagery that I am still trying to remove from my memories.  It felt as if the people of that land were influenced by a dark force and turned on each other, creating a mass murderous massacre.  The bottom of the hill had a deep threatening presence that was protecting the hillside.  I could not place a body to it, but I knew to leave it alone.  Jane reported that various objects have been thrown at the house at different times, scaring animals, etc.  I walked back into the house to get more observations and attempt to get more clues to the puzzle to find out what exactly the haunting was being caused by. 

                 I debunked the spirits outside because they were bound to the woods; the house was not part of the haunting.  The black bedroom only showed me more memories of a young child being haunted, but the house itself didn’t have a spirit.  I decided to experiment with ghost writing, to find out if the suspicion I had was going to be correct.  I saw a dark aura around Jane, dark memories that haunted her, which I will not discuss because of her privacy.  What I can say is that I felt that something was not only mentally haunting her, but in a paranormal sense as well.  I sat down in the dark bedroom and channeled whatever spirit was available in the residence, attached to the living or not.  I began writing, during which time I freed up my right arm to the paranormal, allowed that realm to communicate through me.  The spirit wrote various things, during which time I had no idea what was being written.  I am only aware of the writings after I stop and look down at it.  Then it happened, as soon as I put the pen down I saw “it”.  The entity was black as the darkest night.  Its arms were broad, almost chizzled.  His fingers had long almost like claws that extended from the fingertips.  His face, the same color and texture was pointed outward.  It appeared as if someone pulled his nose and stretched it outward.  It had almost animal like qualities.  I gave a full description of the creature, with the name it allowed me to hear.

               When John came home the pieces of the puzzle showed the complete picture.  John wasn’t the key, Jane was.  I found the entity took over John, not to take him as a host but to break him down and have Jane break down emotionally to take care of him.  The creature wanted Jane all along, because of long time reason, stemming from their childhoods.  Those reasons I choose not to disclose.  I did see the dark figure lingering around in John’s mind, but the more it spoke the more I understood its final purpose, to use Jane as a host.  I have learned with speaking to any type of spirit/manifestation to allow myself to listen and speak to it when needed.  I don’t allow “dead time” to occur because that form of open communication will give them permission to use me as a host.  When this particular creature spoke to me it was chilling, dark, and emotionally draining.  The voice echoes and becomes raspy. 

               After making initial contact with the being, it became irritated and didn’t wish to communicate with me.  I heard “get out” and “leave her” several times.  I learned at the end of the investigation when I tried to have the thing communicate through me, that it was demonic, but not extremely powerful.  I am still not sure of its origin, but I know it was after Jane.