Our first night was at the KOA campground in Mt Shasta, California in a delightful cabin nestled among ponderous old trees. Feeling like two giddy school girls we set up our bunks and covered the windows to block the light, then settled in for a night of serenity.
Immediately, Linda was on the alert because her bed was vibrating. After much investigation we determined she was laying in a vortex. We attempted to sleep, but found ourselves in fight or flight anxiety and neither of us could fully relax.
The room would seem exceptionally frigid and then we would suddenly become overwhelmed by a tingling, itchy hot sensation. Linda was the first to observe a grey grid that seemed to have settle over the entire room.
As I lay in the bunk, I noticed sparks of light and moving dull black shadows and I realized that the vortex had shifted into the doorway. Shortly after I became ice cold and my bunk began to vibrate while Linda’s bunk was now still. Dry mouthed and feeling panicked we both observed this phenomena , yet we felt safe even though our bodies were overloaded with adrenaline.
I realized that the vortex rotated much like a spinning top, moving around the room. This was a new experience for me and I studied it attempting to understand what was happening.
Laying wide eyed in our bunks we both experienced the intermittent vibrating, flashing lights, shadowy forms moving about the room and a sense of hyper vigilance.
After 2:10am we finally drifted off to sleep. I awake to Linda thrashing and half mouthing, half screaming my name. I abruptly sat up to find the room was infested in black shapes. Lindy was gasping and struggling to wake up. I called to her and she was able to free herself. She had felt trapped, as if something was pushing her down. We could not fully understand what we were experiencing.
We are both seasoned paranormal investigators and neither of us felt we were dealing with a Ghost, although, through out the night we both had flashes of an old man in a stone and wood cabin.
Also during the night we experienced being touched. While cocooned in her sleeping bag, Lindy felt something touch her shoulder and later the calf of her leg. Once after I had gotten up, I returned to my bunk and was horrified as a cold, damp mouth rubbed across my face. As it had moved away from the bed, I sat huddled mustering my courage, not wishing to terrify Linda or myself.
Until well after 6:30am we laid awake speaking comfort to each other in the dark, as we studied the vortex, the shadows and the grey grid and our bodies reaction to the phenomena. Lindy described the forms she saw to me as we lay on opposite sides of the dark cabin. One form that she saw was like monks in black robes floating across the room, she named these Shadow people. Another, group of ash colored beings she described as Lava people. They were thick bodied like Sumo wrestlers and shaped as if they had several rolls of fat around their midsections. She felt as if they were unfriendly. I saw dark silhouettes of elongated bodies with round heads and long lean forms. Several times I saw large dark oily masses that floated around the room. Two things that are important to note; neither of us had taken anything that would have altered our perceptions, no alcohol nor medications; we had taken special care to block all external light and there was not illumination within the pitch dark room.
Over all it was not a night of serenity.