This is a true story that happened to me back in 1983/ 1984 in Moose factory, North Ontario, Canada. I Graduated from Fanshawe College in London Ontario
o back in 1983. I started sending my CV to So many hospitals and while I was waiting I worked at the Garage restaurant in London Ontario.
I was hired by Moose factory general hospital around mid-June 1983 for as a combined technologist X-ray / Ultrasound technologist, as the previous technologist took maternity leave. The hospital now is called WeeneebayKo general hospital.
I packed my belonging and sold some items and let my landlord knows about my job 2 months ahead so I was renting month to month. I shipped a few boxes by mail to moose factory and took 2 suitcases with me.
The hospital HR sent me the tickets and I said my goodbyes to my friends and there I went Flying from London Ontario to Toronto then to Thunder Bay then to Timmins Ontario while the planes Were getting smaller and smaller and I was heading way up north. From Timmins went to Moosonee Ontario a small town just across the river from moose factory reserve. The airport service sent my cases in a boat while they sent me flying with a small helicopter crossed the river to the hospital.
When I arrived and finished all the paperwork they gave me a nice meal at the hospital restaurant and they gave me free food tickets for the next few days. They also gave me the key to my room at the hospital compound with all the personal items and they gave me a quick tour to the place, followed by a tour to the hospital and the radiology department.
When the night sets in I was so tired and slept very well. It was a weekend so I had 2 days free time to check the moose factory town, the stores, and the historical places.
The hospital was designed like a double cross shape, one Vertical line in the middle and 2 horizontal sections face each other. It was designed as a TB hospital in the old days. I never thought I will meet a ghost face to face beside the black flies and the horse flies.
Two weeks passed and I was learning a great deal from the doctors and the radiologist who visit the hospital and take rounds. On weekends there was nothing much to do, no bars or movies as it was a dry reserve, no alcohol sale. People make their own wine and they can cross the river out of the reserve to be able to go to the bars etc. There were lots of house parties to kill the time and meet people.I used to enjoy walking and discovering the place, the old churches, and the old cemeteries.
One Saturday night I was walking closes to the hospital in the summer night of August 1983 AND I looked up at the hospital window I saw a native Indian lady watching from the hospital window in one of the wards. She looked around 27 to 30 years old with long dark hair.
I didn’t think much of it as there were so many patients who go to the windows and watch. But her dark black eyes were piercing and hard to forget. Sometimes I see her on different nights when I used to get a callback. I waved to her but she just kept watching me.
I was so intrigued and asked one of my nursing friends about her, and she told me that there was no one fit her description beside the old women who usually go to sleep very early.
I thought maybe she was one of the visitors who used to visit family members. But I used to see her early morning when I used to get a call back very early AM, and when I walk to that area beside the hospital her she is standing by the window, I took a turn and went back to the hospital at the 2nd floor and counted the rooms, then looked inside . I didn’t see anyone standing at all in that room. I went to the 3rd top floor and no one fit her description either. This blue and white hospital served so many patients for so many years many people were borne and died at the hospital.
The hospital also served as a training place for so many nursing graduates from many places in Canada.
My friend let’s call her (Lori), she was a beautiful 24 years old red hair nurse from Nova Scotia. Lori and I were very good friends we do things together and go to stores together, she used to cry on my shoulder while walking in moose factory exploring the place, as she misses her family so much it was her first trip outside her hometown.
It was a chilly night of late September when I had a call to the emergency to do an X-ray on Saturday, As usual, I did the x-ray and I took the cassette to the dark rooms to be processed as in those days we used to use a dark room and we don’t have digital imaging yet. In the darkroom, I used to feel that have been watched it used to give me the creep and I always brush it as anxiety or been tired at night in the darkroom until one day I heard a female voice calling me and telling me I am here, I am here.
She doesn’t call my name just she saying the same word over and over again in deep chanting voice. Scratching the darkroom sometimes back and forth. I couldn’t turn on the light in the darkroom otherwise all the films will be burned, so I used to look around inside the darkroom but I didn’t see anyone, the red light was the only things visible in the dark room. I told myself it must be one of my friend playing a trick on me, maybe it was Lori, maybe was the native old man who used to work as a darkroom technician during the morning. I said to my self, but he didn’t work at night!
The voice that was calling me was of a female voice, and there was something different about it, it was like a whispering voice. That happened a few times in my night shift. I asked my friend Lori if she was in the darkroom or in the radiology department but she always mentioned that she was at her compound watching TV with other nurses.
The last weekend of September 1983 was the 24th I was walking back from the hospital to my room at the hospital compound when I heard same voice calling me (I am here). Not again I said to my self.
I Turned my face fast behind me to see who was that joker and didn’t see anyone and I kept walking toward the hospital compound opened the door and walked to my room in the first floor said my greeting to those who were watching TV at the common launch at the front of the compound door.
When I walked to my room on the right side of the first floor and sat on my bed relaxing and watching my small TV I heard the same sound I am here small stones were hitting my window. I opened the curtain and saw the same Native girl who I saw before at the hospital window.
Who are you? And why are you here? I am not allowed to date a patient or let you in the compound, I told her.
Follow me; she said in a whispering enchanting like sound, it was very strange to see her in front of my window. I put my thick jacket on and went to the front door to go out, and follow that lady.
Do you have a callback? A nurse asked me from the launch, it was Lori.
Yes, I said, and I harried out, I didn’t know that Lori will follow me.
I turned to the right and kept walking looking at the dark long hair lady until I found her at the end of the compound.
follow me. her enchanting voice called me gain
I was afraid, I said to my self what happened if someone knew here from the hospital and saw me with her, what if her family saw me and asked me why I am flowing her?
So many questions came to my head but it was statuary night and most of the people in their house parties, or watching TV, I kept following the lady she was wearing beautiful Indian attire of Three different brown reddish materials, very conservative and handmade looking dress that doesn’t fit with the time and the local dresses in that reserve .
What’s your name please slow down? – I asked.
Where are you taken me, just stop and let’s talk, where are you going? I kept asking. She didn’t answer at all. She kept walking smoothly.
Then I asked loudly, by heaven sake what your name is?
Savannah was her answer in deep enchanting voice with a giggle .and kept moving fast to the hospital drive street, and then to the Front Street all the way beside the Anglican Church close to the cemetery of the church.
I kept asking where you are going, will you please stop, I don’t want to do anything around the sacred ground or the cemetery ok. I told her while I was following her.
Follow me was always the answer.
I was really worried because if she wants to talk to me she should be done it by now, why she is taking me far away, why she is taken met the graveyard? I asked my self. I was worried if this would be a good idea for a date.
She started to pass the edge of the cemetery of the Anglican Church, then I told her that I will be leaving, I am tired and I am going back to my place.
When I said that she turned and as soon as she turned toward me I was about 6 feet away from her , that beautiful face I saw before turning to an old very old native lady with no eyes, no face at all, the deep dark eyes was just a hallow black white hair and long nails , and her hands turned to a bird-like claws 3 in front and one in the back just like an eagle hand . It scared me so much that my heart was beating so fast, my palms were so cold and I was sweaty. I felt nauseous and feeling of dreads was all over me.
It was the scariest moments in my life when I saw that thing, that entity who I thought she was a native lady , it sent a shiver to my spine , I started running backward and praying to God, saying every prayer that I could remember at that moment, and screaming at her leave me alone in God name .I turned and ran very fast, out of the grave while this entity screaming comes back to me in a very hellish voice.
Then when I heard a voice calling me from the street, Steve – Steve what are you doing here why are you running.
It was Lori, my friend, she followed me for curiosity. I told her we better leave this place at once I was shaken and pulled her with me running together. Did you see her, did you see her face? I asked while we were walking so fast back to our compound.
Yes I saw you the following someone from far away, I thought she is your girlfriend, Lori said.
No, she is not, I will tell you the story later. I told Lori.
I wanted to go back to my place as soon as possible as I was shivering.
When I reached my place Lori went upstairs to her room where the female nurses lived after she made sure that I am ok. I went back downstairs to my room where all male workers lived.
I was so scared and felt cold, the entity face and eyes were so dark hollow black. Her nails were so long and sharp like an eagle hands
I knew I had met a ghost or a demon. I changed my room I took the second empty room beside my room and made sure that the windows are closed shut and I covered the window glass with aluminum foil, locked my door, put salt from the salt shaker that I had beside the window and the door, and I kept praying until I slept covered my self with all the blankets I had.
I never went back to that area and if I go to the Anglican Church I used to go on Sunday morning when lots of people attend and never alone.
I Didn’t tell anyone so they don’t think I was trying to date a patient or a local girl.
The past history of the island was full of strange stories, fights, abused local women, rape and killing from the era of the Hudson Bay Company and the fur traders at that time.
But later in life the name Savannah came to be a very important name in my life. I left the Island in early April 2014 to work in Windsor –Ontario.
One year later I had a call from a native lady that I had met on the island and we spent one week together, she told me that she delivered a baby girl and she called her Savannah!
The native lady knew nothing about this story, I didn’t tell her at all and we were just friends. Did I meet the demon who can forecast the future! It wasn’t a skinwalker, it wasn’t a crises spirit, what was it then kept asking my self until this day?
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I am the founder of the paranormal zone and haunting dimension since 1986 and I investigated more than 850 cases to date all over the world Canada, USA, Greece, Southeast Asia, the Middle East, and Europe. I used to be one of the owners of the book of the dead the original copies that exist in the world Only 4 copies existed I obtained mine in Germany the book was destroyed by fire and I am glad it did. I still remember some of it. For those who want to know more or do an interview please let me know.
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I can share with you the poltergeist activity that happened to my mother when I was 5 years old back in Baghdad, Iraq.
My dad stories who told me about his father (my grandfather) that attended a wedding of the desert jinn in north Iraq, and the story of the haunted weaving machine.
The one that happened to me in Baghdad when I was slapped and pushed by an unseen entity.
Other case happened to me when I was in Indio California when I was involved with the art of witchcraft and saw The full manifestation of a demon and it was the scariest night of my life back in 1987-1988.
The other story when I was pulled by a native Indian demon toward a graveyard in north Ontario -Moose factory Canada. And many more stories that I investigated,
One case that I investigated in Canada, north of Edmonton was a fight between two human spirits. they were fighting over a rocking chair pulling the chair to left and to the right in a tug of war and I found that both of those old men died on that rocking chair. The first owner was an old Canadian man who fought in Germany and loved his wife, his wife passed away and he felt ill later and found dead on his rocking chair, the chair was sold and other family bought it to their grandfather, but again he too passed away on it in his sleep.
It took me some time to find out that this chair was the hot object and wasn’t the house at all, it took lots of prayers from myself and 2 pastors and for a few hours, we managed to let one spirit depart to the light from his chair but the first spirit stayed and refused to leave. Some people suggested it was a poltergeist but I don’t think so as both spirits belong to real people who lived and died and it wasn’t that of manifestation or active noisy energy created by a teenager in the house
the family sold the chair to get rid of the activities as the chair seen rocking by itself at early morning and also at the evening before and after sleep time . It scared the dog in the house that kept barking
My mother was tormented with a poltergeist for 2 years, pushed from the stairs and broke her elbow. I got slapped by an unseen force when I was 11 years old. My brother Sam was a sleepwalker and he used to say that a voice tells him to go upstairs and jump from the top of the house my mother saved him once he was standing on the edge of the house in Baghdad.
My 2 sisters in Baghdad had an encounter with what I think was the Virgin Mary back in 1963. They were given food, modest food
After praying and said prayers for her and asked her for food because they were so hungry and my father was in the political prison in Iraq. I used to ask them how they got the food; they used to tell me that the lady gave it to them. I used to think that they meant our neighbor a good old Christian Iraq lady that used to give us some food. But one day that lady was away as I used to play with her son. My sisters were young
4 and 5 years old and they told me that they will pray and wait for the lady to give them food. So I waited and followed my sister to the small altar that my mom put for Virgin Mary with candles on the corner, a rosary and a chair was in the modest small room that my mom used to pray and says her rosary.
My sisters prayed and asked I was watching from far a distant. After about 30 minutes I see a light, a bright beautiful light with the face of a white figure lady with a beautiful multi colorful aura around her face covered her head with white and golden Vail
my sisters were so happy and joyful they quickly picked up the dishes they had ready beside them and put if forward with an extended arms . The lady reached once on each plate and pulls her arm back and the food was on the plates. The food was very modest contains what people eat most in those days and that was Rice with lentil mix with shredded lamb meat, thick yogurt with white honey in it.
This lasted for 90 days every Friday night. and when my sisters eat they never felt hungry for hall day. Sometimes when my mother leaves I used to see the light in my sisters room so bright, and we didn’t have lights in our house, I cam closer and closer t watch from a distant and I saw my sisters playing with this entity of light turning and flying in the air defeating the gravity like an invisible hand carried them and turning them around while my sisters laughing .I was worried at first but I saw no ham of that light so I kept quiet. My sisters name Ahalm and Entesar ( in English means Dream, Victoria). We moved out from that house. I told my mother about it and she fell on her knee beside the altar and starts to praying and crying and thanks God for his mercy. She continued to light candles in her memory until her last day on earth. My mother passed away in 1997 in Baghdad. My sister’s still living in Baghdad.
Steve Ramsey, Ph. D. – Okotoks – Alberta – Canada
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Thank you very much and may God bless you all. Merry Christmas
Steve Ramsey; Okotoks – Alberta