Umm, Hi.

My name is Caprice and I don't know much about these kinds of things. But, I wondered if this was the place to ask questions from those who do know about these kinds of things. I don't understand what has happened. Is this the right place?

Ask away... I know you don't understand what happened, but can you tell us what you can?

As Logos, and KT have already said this as good a place as any to ask a question. So please ask, and we shall do our best to try, and answer it.

All right. Thanks. I'll ask it tonight when I have more time.

Hello! *Waves enthusiasticly*

Greetings, Ms. Caprice. Please, feel free to ask.

Bert, stand down, we don't want to frighten her off with your explosive personality.

Afraid she'll start hitting on me or hitting me?

I'm as cunning as a wiley fox, a better cook than Alton Brown and I can kick things up a notch better than Emeril!

Sorry, I got busier than I had planned.

It started back at the end of last semester, as I was working late, grading exams. I was our office that we, the GTRAs share. It's not a big building and I know that I was alone. I started to have the feeling that I was being watched. These kind of things happen in movies or in the Scooby Doo cartoons my son watches...But it seems like those are in museums or occur around sculptures or something. I teach Management, and other Business classes. My office partner teaches Economics. Nothing spooky there...

Well, that passed and nothing else happened much, through out the holidays. It was unseasonably warm this weekend, and that's when I started having the dreams. The first one I can remember was Sunday night. Mostly normal stuff, except for a few things. In my dream, I had what would count as deja vu, if I had been awake. I was in a hospital corridor, and a janitor came in the front door, passed by me and entered a room further down the hall. I realized that she was Shirley, who had been a janitor in my building at work until she had retired a few years back. No sooner than I when I had recognized her, I turned to the front door again, and Shirley the Janitor walked in again, passed by me and entered the same room further down the hall. At the same time, I just knew in my mind that there was a something in the building, that was preying on people. Thankfully, I then woke up.

Now, I don't normally remember my dreams, and for me to have anything close to a nightmare is practically unheard of.

Monday, we had a tornado warning. Early January, can you believe it?

Monday night, again, I had another dream. I was outside my office looking in through the window. I could see myself inside, at my desk, working on something, writing something. From time to time, my self at the desk would look up and around. I, outside the window, would step to the side, lost in the shadows. The last time that the Caprice at the desk looked up, I crouched low, below the window, so that she would not see me. Then, the wind began to blow, and the rain began. I looked back up at the window and I saw her staring straight out the window. The me inside the window had a horrified look on her face, and as I, outside the window turned back to look at what she was seeing, I saw a dark shape looming...Then I woke up again.

It had rained heavily and my house's basement had flooded. I spent all day on Tuesday cleaning up water.

Tuesday night I must have been so tired from the cleaning that I don't remember dreaming anything. I did wake up covered in sweat. There was condensation on the inside of the windows and in one strange place on the wall in the upstairs of my house.

I'm not sure what tonight's sleep will bring.

Any ideas?

Oh, and interestingly, I found this site bookmarked in a nested folder on my laptop last month, right before I had the weird feelings in my office. I had never heard of The Lazlo Society before. No one else has access to my laptop, though...

Thanks.

Uhhhhh, that even has me freaked out.



Do you want someone to come over and stand guard while you sleep?

We can have specialists come and run tests if you like.

If its an older home it might be a leak somewhere.

Time to get Mike Holmes.

Bert_the_Turtle wrote:If its an older home it might be a leak somewhere.

Time to get Mike Holmes.

You always did have a knack for coming up with grandiose ideas. A leak? Nothing is ordinary with you - you would never have come up with a plain idea like "hidden/sealed room".

Caprice, I really hope he's right on that.

Hahaha. Well, you had the paranoia covered this time.

Indeed.

Alright.

*Flexes his paranoia muscles*

It has to be a water monster living in the walls. Coming to steal your Aqua Vitae and Pure Essence and Bodily Fluids.

Yip yip.

Railroading?

Derailing is more like it! Hyuk hyuk hyuk!

You two, hush. She came here for a serious reason.

Caprice, please ignore the banter, for the time being... They don't mean to make small your problems. It's just...sometimes, they have nothing better to do.

As to your dreams... Oftentimes the dreams we have contain symbols. It could be that you're stressed by work, or by the weather. (We had tornadoes touch down up here in IL, too.) Perhaps you're worried by a manager who you fear is "preying" on the employees.

Out of curiosity, how big is this spot on the wall, and what kind of shape is it? Where on your walls was it? (Was it near a window, against an outer or an inner wall, what room is on the other side of the wall, and so forth...) The condensation is a bit of a concern, but doesn't necessarily prove anything spiritual...yet. As for finding our site in your bookmarks, it could just be a hacker messing with you, or something along those lines.

Forgive me, for I don't mean to make light of your problems, either... I just try and look for mundane causes first, and then check for paranormal issues. 90% of the time in the past, when I've given advice, the problems have seemed creepy or spooky, but have turned out to just be as mundane as a guy in a mask (to reference what you quoted in your post). If none of this holds water, let me know, and I'll see what else I can figure out.

We tried addressing her problems!

Then it downspiraled into a nitwit picnic.

Hey, Caps, send a PM this way. I think Will's interested in helping out. He said we might have something in common.

Who's Will?

The banter doesn't bother me. I do work with college students, you know.

Although, I haven't had banter about me in a while...

KonThak (I'm sorry, I can't remember your name exactly. I'll get it eventually.) I think the spot on the wall was just that. It was about six inches or so in diameter, and was near a light switch. The other side of that wall is a high ceiling in the other room. We'll see.

House smells now. Wet carpet is gross.

6 inches in diameter, near a light switch...so pry a good 4 feet off the floor or so? High ceiling in the next room... 2 stories, or more? Not that that part really matters, just wondering how high up off the ground this spot was... There was no condensation in the rest of the house, just your room and that spot?

How were your dreams last night?

I'm sorry for asking so many questions, but it helps me to understand the situation a little better... This may be a new one by me.

That wall will need to be ripped open and the carpet ripped up and checked for mold.