The monastery partly a ruin being centuries old
popular for many ghost hunters.
Trying to prove or disprove by varies methods
any existence of ghostly visitations!
Amongst the impressive crumbling architecture
the imagination heightened for sure!
Tales of hooded monks seen walking in dark places
or surrounding burial ground.
The ghost hunters enthusiastically came to stalk
on this open bleak moorland.
You can feel the prickly static electricity everywhere
that alone gives you a scare!
Often a low mist hangs over an exposed monastery
giving it that typical haunted image.
On this particular winters night a group arrived
inexperienced and impressionable.
Investigating this known documented haunted site
what would they find on this night?
Straight away every one had that uneasy sensation
they were being closely scanned.
But put it down to atmospheric conditions created
as they each began to prepare.
They formed into a circle this was how they started
trying to connect with the departed.
Now late in the evening becoming cold and misty
they felt shivery and chilled!
Two of the six were certain they had been touched
one on the head one on the back!
Another in the infra-red light saw shadow appear
in awe said it was so clear!
An hour later split into three’s for the viduals
in the areas of reported sightings.
And they certainly would not be disappointed
three girls sat in the monastery.
When they all heard close by a very loud bang
and from above a bell rang!
Taking a cautious look around nothing was found
staying calm took photos.
Certain something was stood by the small altar
decided to do an EVP session!
Replaying the recording picked up a woman crying
saying faintly she was dying!
Having to quickly exit as an object was thrown
certain now they were not alone!
The other group could see them run outside
wandering amongst silent stones.
Where a thick mist formed in a human shape
they also had to escape!
Gathering in the tiny nearby car park shaking
pleased at what they had caught.
Hurriedly collecting equipment left at five am
eager to review their findings.
As they departed by the main monastery door
a shadow rose from the floor!
Brave or foolish they wanted to come back for more!
The Foureyed Poet.