These next few we’re going to call the Jenna Chronicles.
Jenna was my roommate for years and got this whole thing started for me. We sat down together that first night and set up http://www.geocities.com/chrisandjenna441/Massachusettsghostsandlegends/, the precursor of Massachusetts Paranormal Crossroads.
In addition to being willing to talk to anyone and egg me on to do the same, Jenna was a magnet for activity. She was part of the background for the Mr. Mustache story and the Haunted Majestic legend and experienced the FedGov and Charlesgate cases with me. By the time we made our first trek into the Bridgewater Triangle to look into haunted Rehoboth, she had already experienced enough odd things to fill a book.
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Jenna and Nicole have had many experiences together due to their astrological signs. Jenna is a Pisces, or the last sign in the zodiac, and Nicole is an Aries, the first. Together they formed a life cycle and became a magnet for all sorts of paranormal activity.
One summer they lived in a one-bedroom apartment in Dallas, Texas. They began to experience things almost immediately. “It was really benevolent”, says Jenna. The spirit would try to help them, but never quite get it right. It would take the batteries out the remote and replace them with fresh ones. It would put soda in the freezer to get it cold, but they would only find it after the can exploded. It would turn lights off when they weren’t home. They had gotten use to the little annoyances when they accidentally invited something else in.
When they moved in, Nicole had put crystals in the entrances to protect them and keep bad spirits out. She placed one by the front door and another in the window in the back. Jenna came across the one near the door while cleaning and threw it on the counter. Almost at one the atmosphere in the apartment changed.
Two days later they were getting ready to go to bed. They slept in the same bed, and as Jenna put her head down she noticed a black shadow behind the TV facing them. She tried to ignore it, but Nicole asked her if she saw something in the corner of the room.
The object was as tall as the ceiling and four feet wide. It at first looked like a shadow, but there were no lights on. As it got closer it appeared to have substance, more like thick black smoke than a shadow. There was no sound coming from it and it did not give off an odor.
Nicole ran to put the light on and it flew across the room to intercept her. She got the light on and ran back to the bed, but the cloud followed her and stood at the foot of the bed. It was right in front of them and they could see it fully. It would slowly start to creep onto the bed and then slowly creep back when they would yell at it to stop. They were both scared. The cloud was both threatening and mesmerizing as the streams of smoke moved like a lava lamp and then bled into each other. “You felt that it could possess you at any moment.”
After fifteen minutes of watching this, they call Nicole’s cousin, Mallori. She was psychic and had experience dealing with the paranormal. She came over a few minutes later with a camera, a picture of her spirit guide, batteries, a bell, and a piece of fabric that Jenna does not remember the significance of.
They bolted from the bed and got the door when she arrived. They had to walk straight through it to unlock the door. “You could feel it. It sort of sapped you or something. It was weird.” They ran back into the bedroom, but Mallori stopped right in the doorway, consumed by the smoke. She wouldn’t move. “It was like she was doped or something.” When she eventually got into the room she tried to load the batteries into the camera, but they were now dead.
Mallori began to ring her bell and the spirit moved out of the bedroom. They shut the door, but the image of the object was coming through the wood. It started to flash images on it, and all three of them began to draw what they were seeing. The first was a face with a three-point crown on. It also spelled out the words SEX and EPT. Jenna saw all the images in black and Nicole saw them in white, but they were seeing the same thing.
Then Nicole started to act unusual. She would daze out and then complain about a stabbing pain in her back. Mallori tried different things to force the spirit back, but the more she tried, the harder Nicole yelled. The cloud eventually moved out into the living room and then slowly disappeared, but they felt it never left.
Jenna and Nicole then had a string of bed luck involving their jobs and love lives. Everyone who would come into the apartment would freak out and want to leave. A friend who spent the night on the couch said he heard whispers in his ear all night long. A few weeks later they decided to move to Boston.
“We just sold everything, packed up and left.”