The Olympa Paranormal Society
Investigation Log
TOPS was started as a kind of parody of television shows
purporting to document serious paranormal investigations, but while
the investigators seemed to be doing legitimate work, the wacky
editing put the shows clearly into the realm of "entertainment" rather
than "documentary". Sound FX are fun, but distracting if you want to
really hear what the investigators were hearing, and you can only
see so many commercials for dramatic encounters that in the actual
show are revealed to be a spider sittin' in a corner before you
wonder just what you can take seriously. It's unfortunate that the
editing invalidates whatever legitimate work the investigative crews
are knockin' themselves out with, but what can you do? You could
start your own group. TOPS was to be a group that would get
together to produce quick, fun videos mostly of a "what not to do"
variety. We've always had an interest in the paranormal, and are
well versed enough to have fun spinning off into the realm of
spoofyness and inside jokes...but then we were contacted with a
legitimate case.

Residents of a local apartment were experiencing overwhelming and
sudden feelings of dread, which by itself could be a lot of different
things, but then there was the apparition of the little girl in the closet
who also liked to curl up in bed with that tenant. Spooky. TOPS did
its first investigation in that apartment. We did the usual things:
Used a video camera to document our initial "look-see" while using
an EMF meter to check for anomalies, and didn't find anything
unusual. We then performed an EVP session in the room with the
suspicious closet guest. While we were chatting, a toy in the room
would blink whenever we mentioned the little girl. We examined the
toy, but could find no way to make it blink unless it
was sqeezed on. It didn't respond to bumping the table it was on, or
to loud noises near it, or to movement. It would only activate when
squeezed. We wondered if possibly the little girl was trying to tell us
she was there. Soon after our initial investigation here, the feelings
of dread increased, and one of the other apartment residents
began to awake to the feelings of hands around her throat, choking
her. She mentioned that while working late one night she had seen
a man in a corner that for some reason really creeped her out, but
when she turned a moment later there was no one
there. We didn't know if this was related to the experiences at her
apartment, but made a note of it. On our next visit, we asked a
shaman to come with us. After she performed her work, she told
us that the little girl remembered this location as the happiest,
safest time in her life and had nowhere else to go. She was helped
along to the next step in her journey, but their was another problem.
The mysterious guy had apparently followed the other tenant home,
and he was neither happy nor friendly. He was responsible for the
late night strangulations. It was difficult to convince this unwanted
guest to leave, and some extra help had to be called in, but finally
he was moved along. The apartment felt safe, and was
strangle-free from that point on. Score one for TOPS!

The Furious Filer
Unforgiving scheduling conflicts prevent TOPS from performing
many investigations, but we do have one "pet project". By having
occasional after-hours access to a very active local
office building we are able to gather enough data to keep ourselves
busy. The first time I was at the building, I was having a
conversation in the archives room with the only other person there.
Eventually I heard someone walk up the hall towards our room, and
then turn into the nearby break room. I didn't think much of it at the
time, but after a bit I remarked to my partner that I thought it a bit
odd for someone not to call out or pop in just to see who the only
other people in a dark office were. The Response I got was, "Oh, it's
probably just the ghost."

Shuffling In The Dark
After looking into this more it seems that in this office people often
hear the sounds of rhythmicly walking (not the odd little noises that
come with buildings settling down) up and down the halls, as well as
the sound of footsteps walking up the stairs, stopping at the top,
and then repeating from the bottom over and over. A full bodied
apparition of a woman has been seen standing int he middle of the
archives room (apparently the most active room), and another time
an apparition was glimpsed darting past a door accompnied by the
sound of laughter. Perhaps the strangest recurring sound is that of
boxes being tossed around and of papers shuffling. This sound has
been heard repeatedly from rooms with no boxes or any kind of
papers. The idea of an airconditioner kicking on and disturbing
things can thus be ruled out -there are no papers to disturb! The
entire office staff has heard this "angry paperwork performance"
while in meetings together, and no explanation has been found. The
sound is loud enough and regular enough that the doors to empty
rooms are shut during work hours because the staff finds it
distracting, and on one occasion dangerous. One night, the only
employee heard the sounds of heavy footsteps running up the
stairs, and the furious shuffling began in an empty office upstairs.
She went to investigate, and as she reached out toward the
doorknob she felt a sudden and violent chill race up her arm that
seemed to freeze her to the very core. She took the hint and left for
the night and didn't start to "thaw out" until the next day. She hadn't
even touched the doorknob when this effected her. If such
phenomena require the draining of energy, either local electrical or
the heat of the surrounding room, than this shuffler must have used
quite a bit of energy to run up the stairs and begin trashing the
non-existant paperwork in the office.

Our Friend The Sphere
As I began to work with an EMF meter (most often a K-2) I began to
find very localized areas of interest. With the exception of a single
incident, these always take the form of a sphere roughly two and a
half to three feet in diameter. The area is often free standing and
suspended in the room about three feet off the floor, and not near
to any walls. This would seem to rule out high EMF fields radiating
from faulty wiring or an electrical device. The
spheres appear long enough for me to use the meter to discern
their size and location, but when I go back a few minutes later they
are usually gone, or have moved across the room. On one occasion
when I discovered one in the middle of a hallway I was able to track
its motion as it seemed to politely move to the side and past me, the
way any courteous fellow office worker would move to allow you to
pass while they go on their own way. In recent months this sphere
usually appears around nine o'clock near the archives room. It
will be either just outside the door, in the doorway, or just inside.
This happens with such regularity that if it doesn't appear we're led
to wonder if something is wrong. This doesn't seem to fall into the
catagory of an Orb, or a Vortex, and I'm not sure what to
make of this.

We've performed many, many EVP sessions here, and as yet have
only produced two suspicious recordings. Both of these have been
gathered while experimenting with an unorthodox method, but the
results seem to show it worthy of continued investigation and

The Quadruped Says...
On one occasion an employee returned to the office afterhours with
his dog. He was going to drop off something in the archives room,
but his dog immediately dropped to the floor and refused to do
anything more than crawl towards the room until it broke free and

EVENTS OF SEPT. 17, 2009
Active investigations at the Lacey location have been put on hold,
and the only time the EMF meter or recorders come out is when the
usual sounds become extra loud. The night of the 17th was an
especially active one and seemed to invite investigation. After being
in the office for about five minutes I saw the apparition move past
the doorway in front of me. It was moving in the hall, where most of
the footsteps are heard, towards the back door of the office. The
sight was very quick, and glanced from the corner of my eye, but
seemed to be a person with a very long frame as if from a coat or
dress. Colors seemed grey and white, but of course with my eye
function most things appear this way. I note this only for accuracy in
the account. Later in the evening I heard the sound of footsteps in
the hall that seemed to be following the same course. At
approximately 9:40 when going upstairs I brought out the EMF
meter and found a disturbance near the top of the stairs. This is a
common place for this, and usually when detected it is stable
enough that I have time to determine the area of the disturbance
with the K-2, which is always about two and a half to three feet in
diameter and freestanding which rules out EMF leakage from wiring
in the floor, ceiling, or walls. I'm often able to track the sphere as it
moves, which rules out normal sources of EMF. Tonight it was
different, seemingly unformed and the meter flickered wildly. I began
to address it in a casual greeting when my left elbow entered the
space. I felt a sudden and powerful "tingling" and suddenly felt
very dizzy and disoriented. Nothing showed on the EMF meter after
that. A few minutes later we were wrapping up to leave, and I called
out "Good night" which is my custom, and from above me, at the top
of the stairs came a sound as if heavy furniture were being drug
across the floor. A few minutes later we had to go back into the
building to retrieve something, and upon re-entering the building
there was a great deal of the same kind of noise from above. We felt
as if we were interrupting something. The sensation in my arm and
the dizziness lasted well into the night, and as I write this account
the following morning my left elbow is still a bit tingly. Another
interesting note is that the smell of burning wood has been noticed
on several occasions at the location, but the smell is unaccounted
for. Could this be some clue as to the sounds of frantic
"ransacking", possibly related to a fire at this location?

It was an evening of unlikely events. The first was that my wife and I
were invited to a party. The next was that we were free on that
evening, and the next that we found ourselves at the party.  It was a
birthday gathering for one of my wife's former students, and we
decided to make a quick appearance, wish the hostess many happy
returns, and then leave the younger people to enjoy their
festivities.    When we arrived I quickly took up station in an out of
the way
corner with a plastic cup in hand; my intention being to blend with
the other party-goers even though my cup hadn't held alcohol and
was quickly drained, I could keep up appearances without becoming
overly involved with anything. My wife went off to socialize and I was
free to take in my surroundings.
My chair sat in the livingroom corner facing the bedroom of the
hostess. People would arrive and lay their coats on her bed, and
then move on. I noticed a little head peaking out at me from the
bedroom from time to time, and something seemed odd about
this little figure.  I am legally blind and walk with a can because I
can't see the ground or other details around me. If the light is just
right I can make out blurry shadows, but this is about it really. The
little figure I saw seemed to be on the bed and acted very cat like. I
felt a certain kinship with the little fellow staying out of the way while
everyone else enjoyed the party, but couldn't help feeling that there
was somethIng a bit off about my compadre.  
After a time the hostess came over and we made the customary chit
chat. I asked if she had a cat. She became very excited and asked
me why I would ask that.  I didn't tell her that I'd been playing
peek-a-boo with a cat all evening, and she was called off to see to
some hostess duties but said she would come right back because
she wanted to talk about this.  When she returned I told her that I
had been seeing a cat all evening and wondered what its name
might be. She said that it was weird, but she had always felt like
there was a cat there, but that she had never owned a cat.  She felt
it strongly in the bedroom, and it wasn't ever a bad thing, but it was
odd that I would ask. Even odder was the fact that while she was
telling me this I could see the silouette of a cat walking around her
legs, apparently being friendly the way cats do when they feel
they're being ignored.  For the rest of the evening I saw the cat
silouette here and there, never for more than a few seconds at a
time, but it continued to wind its way around the legs of people who
were standing near the door to the bedroom.  It was making a better
showing of being involved with the party goers than I, but wasn't
getting much attention for its efforts.  Still, I noticed it somehow.

TOPS welcomes any feedback, especially ideas or insights into this
or similar investigations.
While our schedules don't permit much in the way of active
investigations, if anyone has a
situation that they would like to discuss, do drop us a line.

May you find what you're looking for.
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