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Dibbuk Box

Well, the story of the Dibbuk Box is one of a kind. If u don’t know about it watch the Deadly Possessions episode, “Dibbuk Box.” The fact that it was buried in the ground for 10 years, then dug up and brought to Las Vegas is just scary crazy. This box is evil and dangerous and now it’s in the room with us.
While the interview with Jason Haxton, owner of the Dibbuk Box, the room got the oddest feeling ever. This dibbuk box is no joke; u can feel its energy. As the interview was going on, I was asked if I wanted to touch the dibbuk box. Something inside me said it was ok, and after a moment of thinking, I went for it. I put both of my hands on top of the box and immediately felt its energy. I zoned out and could feel this energy slowly go up both my arms. It felt numb and warm. It was like I was standing a block from the box even though I was only a foot away. There were never any bad feelings of danger. It was like we were both feeling each other out. It was like when a scary dog lets u pet it and you’re both cool with each other. After a bit of time, I snapped out of it and let it go. I would say I was touching it for about a minute, but I never felt threatened or anything like that at the time. It was almost like it was ok for me to do that; the box’s energy was checking my energy out.
Then the man who had owned the box years ago came in. The vibe changed right away. There was a nervous feeling in the room. Having no idea what he would do, I listened to the frightening story of what happened when his mom opened the box. I started wondering if I would be ok. As we let him go down stairs to have time with the box, we found out that he was doing something odd. I feel that he let the spirit out of the box. As were all listening to him in shock, I felt some sort of energy hold onto my leg like it was someone scared. My first thought was, “Oh shit. I touched the box in a nice and calm energy kind of way. So is the spirit of the box now holding me?” Who knows? I felt it was, but not in a bad way.
After about 2 hours I started noticing odd signs. I felt numb and a little nervous for a bit, as if something was affecting my energy. We filmed at the church later that night. While shooting, there was about thirty minutes that I couldn’t see well. Everything was a blur. As I was filming, I could see the screen because of a white cloud that covered my vision. We heard that this could happen after touching the box. I started to get nervous, but after we left the church I was fine. My dreams for the next for four nights were so scary. I kept feeling that there was something in my room. I had dreams that felt like some person kept waking me up from. I woke up from these dreams and saw gray. For the first couple of days I slept really badly. I kept napping all day and it just felt off. Time has passed and now I’m ok. It was just a lot to deal with knowing that box’s power. Part of me thinks it will stick around until the box is buried again, or something from it will linger. Something throughout the night still wakes me up all the time. It’s gotta be the spirit from the box or something else by now. It’s tough to say because we’ve investigated ever other week for the last 9 years, so who knows what kind of energy is just hanging around and waking me up. We never have down time, but that keeps us always on our game. So, it could be another spirit just messing with me now, but who knows? I do know I love my job J and everyday is different.

The Dome of Arizona

This lockdown was one I will never forget. I still think about it. I have done many lockdowns, but for some reason this one caused me to… Over the eight years many lockdowns have taught me so much about my life’s journey. This lockdown at the domes… I thought it was going to be bad, but weeks later it ended up being good for me. Now there is only so much time during the lockdown for evidence; there’s not enough time to show it all. We could have had a three-hour hour episode with so much going on that night. The moment I experienced in the dome as the craziness happened was a personal one that I want to share.

We were mid-investigation when we tried using the spirit box, but nothing came through until the question was asked, “Who do you want to talk to?” Then, a female’s voice said, “Aaron.” Nothing happened with the spirit box after that. I was a bit worried but we were distracted with other things that lead us to other places. It was like the spirits were luring us away, or they were running around us to attack. Time passed, and Zak sent me alone to the domes where we just captured the amazing shadow figure and that had seen satanic rituals in the past. I was armed with only my camera and Ovilus as i headed into the dome alone to where the rituals happened. I didn’t know what was going on with Billy. I had no idea that he had the picture of Jesus, or that was doing the prayer at the same time I was in the dome.

As I sat there alone in the dome, the Ovilus was on point. It said, “Aura,” which means it was talking about mine. It said, “Sit,” which I was. I now know why it said, “Jesus,” as Billy was doing his investigation. Why it said, “Disaster,” then, “demon.” What Billy was reading was related to what the Ovilus was saying. After all of this, I started to relax. Ovilus then said, “Lesser.” I just relaxed my energy. I knew something was happening, so i just went with it. i remember it said, “Focus.” i felt like I was. I was like a Jedi focused on what was going on around me. No joke, I thought about the Jedi way. It sounds funny or odd, but they kinda have it right in many ways. So I felt focused, and then I heard foot steps running around. I called to the guys, but there was no answer. Without even knowing what Billy was going through, and with the guys focused on him, I just stayed calm and waited for more. The Ovilus said, “Spot,” and I replied, “I’m spot on?” Then, I heard out-loud, “That’s right.” I could feel something walk up on me. The Ovilus started saying, “Traveled. Born. Rewind.” I started to feel like I was in a ritual. The spirits where doing it again, but this time it was with me. I turned on the SP 11 Spirit Box so I could get another way to communicate. The noise of it was so loud… It seemed to echo even louder.

I looked over to my left and saw a clocked figure standing there. This being wasn’t wearing a hood, but you could tell it had a cloak on. The head looked like the the big-horned bad guy in the movie Legend, but with a skinner face. Then all of a sudden, i could see its eyes glow red, and what looked like a glowing red blood stream spiral running up its horns. I followed the stream right up before the red got to the tip of its horns. I quickly stopped and looked away, stood up, and stated walking. Something deep down told me not to watch the red glow finish its trip up to the tip of the horn. It told me not to look back.

After I left the dome, I walked around the desert for about twenty minutes and tried to gather my thoughts about what I was feeling. I could hear the guys calling for me. I finally got to them. I was in a fog and just wanted to walk home. It was the oddest feeling. I went back to the dome after a while to pick up the gear. As I walked up to the circle and the Ovilus I said out loud, “I know I was supposed to be here and go through what I did, but is there anything else you need to tell me?” The Ovilus then said, “Complete.” I then felt the dome was empty; I was the only one in there. The energy had left.

Ok so you might be thinking, “What the… Aaron?” But as I picked up the gear, I noticed something different. I couldn’t put my finger on it at the time, but after the next few weeks, I had realized it.

My stress level was way down. If I became stressed, I snapped out of it faster then normal. This goes with with me just being down, lonely, or sad. When I was like that, something would snap me out of it. It was almost a feeling inside doing it. When this would happen, my first thought was about the domes even though time had passed, and it wasn’t even a thought in my brain any more.
My energy felt alined with my thoughts and what was around me. I was walking around the casino and something inside me told me to play that slot machine.  I played it and won.
I never thought of the dome much or the spirit I saw, but I had dreams about him for about a month after. I feel it was a powerful dark male spirit, but it went away. I hadn’t thought about it until now with the episode airing. It was an odd moment in time for sure. I’m not sure why that spirit was nice to me, but it was. Some bad spirits just might be good to some people, or maybe something happened that night that helped that spirit. Who knows? I guess I will find out in the afterlife.

Now, me saying all this it might sound spooky to you. For me, I understand what happened in that dome that night. It was something good for the bigger picture. I won’t know until I pass, but I feel it as a thank you. Ok, I’m not saying it was a good thing or a bad thing, I have no idea, but the thing is something that was done. Good or bad, it happened and it was completed. To this day, I feel different still. I feel wiser and calmer most the time at least. Time will tell me to learn more. I will go through many more of these moments. It’s my job and it’s awesome.


So Deadwood was one of the scariest moments that I’ve had in a while. Aside from the town being so haunted and full of ghosts, this will be one place that I’ll never forget. Here’s why: while upstairs investigating alone, right after being touched, I felt something that I’ve never felt before. It was a panic attack from a spirit. I was in the hallway after investigating that last room and just needed a moment to calm down. After a minute, I felt something walk up to me. I was in pitch darkness, but felt as if a man was standing face to face with me. Then this panic set in. I heard a breath and felt it hit me. I jumped back as I started having a terrible panic attack that must have lasted only for a minute but it felt like it lasted forever. There was no one around. I gathered myself and charged out of there to meet the guys.

Now here’s where it scared me more: for about two weeks after my panic attack, I could be walking around my house or wherever and suddenly freeze up. I would then feel a breeze hit my face as something walked up to me. It didn’t take me long to realize that whatever did this to me in Deadwood had now followed me home.

Later, while watching fireworks, I had another attack. I saw one firework fall over and point right at me. I quickly got up and moved. Thankfully, nothing happened and I sat back down. Then bam! Full on panic attack. There were people around, but it was like they weren’t there to me. I felt so far away from them. I was hoping for help but couldn’t talk. I realized what was happening and decided to ride it out for a while. I needed to endure this attack instead of freaking out. What I thought was only ten minutes ended up being more like forty-five. I checked my heart rate with my Fit Bit and saw that it was 140 beats per minute. Someone asked me if I was ok and I snapped out of it. I got up and walked around. Nothing happened… until I sat back down.

I felt that breath on me again as I sat. It wouldn’t let me get up. I tried and tried for like another forty-five minutes before I was able to stand up again. I’ve had some more small moments since then, but after a while, they slowly went away. I now truly know what a panic attack is. Having these attacks because of a spirit was no joke. I can only imagine how tough it is for people who get them regularly.

Every lockdown teaches me something new. This one taught me I’m alone on this journey in my life, and the only thing I have is just me and my aura. We’ve been through a lot together. Deadwood is now just a panic attack that’s followed me in memory. I‘ve left that feeling behind.


The Three Spirits That Follow Me

People ask me all the time if I cleanse myself from spirits. The answer? No, I don’t. I believe that there are reasons why I was chosen for this. There are the reasons I know, and there are reasons that I won’t know until I pass on to the next life. I don’t cleanse myself because I know that I’m going to go right back out there and do it again the following week. I feel that if I cleanse myself, I won’t get the same interaction with spirits. I’ve done it before, and all hell broke loose on me and my life. I decided a long, long time ago that I would just roll with the stuff that followed me home and learn from the experiences. I have learned much from doing these investigations for so long; I now know why they follow me… but that’s a whole other story.

There are three spirits that follow me most of the time. How do I know? I communicate with them at home. They have helped me through life even though they are bad spirits. If I come home from hunting and something has followed me home, the three spirits end up seeming to fight the new presence. My house gets so active, and even at times scary, but after a few days all usually goes back to normal. Normal, as in it’s just me and my three spirits. Who are these spirits?

Well, one is the spirit from Bobby Mackey’s Music World. I thought it was a bad spirit at first, but after time I learned that this entity guided me to where I needed to be. It kept me alone and forced me to learn how to live with spirits. I saw that dealing with this spirit was for the best even though I went through a tough time because of it.

The second spirit is something that I picked up in Scotland. I call it the vampire energy. I met some people in Scotland that performed a test on me to see how my energy was. The experiment would be something that changed me forever. I can’t tell you exactly what the experiment was or what it was supposed do. There are other groups out there that claim that something threw blood or whatever, but I learned from the pure source and not some wannabe source. I can say that this test was supposed to show a cut on one’s hand if they were part of something significant from the past. Seven cuts appeared on my hand, and let’s just say they thought I was something special. This person told me about the following three years of my life and when that period was done, I would be in Romania. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but this person was dead on. Things would transpire through the years that the source told me would happen. Everything that was said to me came true. I believe that the energies that followed me point in the direction I need to go and guide me on my journey. I’m not claiming that I’m a vampire or anything like that, but the source that tested me was.

The third spirit is the witch from Jamaica. I wanted to put this whole “follow me home spirits” thing to the test. I was going to make sure that I was right. After the two spirits that followed me home, I thought why not? I wanted to see if a spirit really could stay with you. As I walked into the forest where her grave was, I gave myself a few minutes before I started to roll the cameras. I walked up to her grave, got down on my knees, placed my hands on her tomb, and silently meditated until we connected. I connected with her spirit during the interviews, so during the investigation that night I returned to how I felt when we communed earlier. After I felt her energy, I opened my eyes and stretched my left arm to the center of her grave. I took the side of my thumb and placed it on her tomb. As I pulled back my hand, some of my thumb’s skin scraped leaving a bit of my blood on her grave. I took a small, already broken piece of the spot where her body lies.  As I did this I said, “You have a piece of me and I have a piece of you.”

Please do not do this. I don’t know what came over me, I just did it. After, I asked myself, “WTF did I just do?” I knew this was going to be interesting. Over the years she and I have become very close. It was scary at home at first. All of the ladies that I have dated over years have seen her in my hallway. But we after a while, I guess we had an understanding. When times are rough I always feel her comfort me. It’s odd, but she is the main spirit that I communicate with at home. I have seen her so many times, and when I’m down or depressed she is around to protect me. She looks after me when stuff gets scary. There are many stories to tell, but that’s for later.

My point is that I do not cleanse myself of spiritual energies. I probably never will. I’m lucky to be where I am, even though it took me a long time to like it. After the Winchester Mystery House investigation I changed and became what I am now. I call it my Matrix moment. I took the red pill and saw how deep the rabbit hole goes. I was stuck down there for a while, and then climbed back up out of it. I came out a different person for sure. I was wiser and very Mother Nature-ish. If this journey has taught me one thing, it’s that the afterlife is not what we think it is. And I am in training for it. This life gives me the opportunity to have a head start in the learning process. It’s just another way I have done things become the job I was given.  Oh yes there’s a lot you don’t know about me… One day, I will tell you all about it.




The first Tron movie was amazing to watch as a kid. That movie always brings me back to my childhood imagination, but the second Tron metaphorically relates to me in a major way. How, you ask? Well, it’s about hunting ghosts. It’s about getting thrown into a world you never knew or never even thought of. Bam! There you are!

Let me explain: you never know what the future holds, and neither did the son of Kevin Flynn. When he went to explore his dad’s work, he had no idea what he was about to get himself into. As he got zapped into Tron’s world, he found himself alone on the Grid. This is just like me in very big way, how I was thrown onto the ghost hunting grid that changed my life forever. When Sam went out on his quest to find his father he came across many obstacles and battles. He faced challenges that would train him to reach his goal. It’s just like me being thrown into battle with the demons and spirits that haunted these locations we went to. I too had to learn a way to confront or battle these entities just like Sam had to for the wars on the Grid.

The fight with spirits might be different than fighting bad guys on the Grid, but the world of hunting and investigating spirits is a lot like the battle with Clu’s minions. You communicate with easy spirits until you come across one of the powerful, major entities – just like how Sam encountered Clu. I too have met a powerful entity, but over the years I have continued to investigate so that I may learn what I need next to complete my mission. Sam does the same thing trying to find his father and get him off the Grid.

Sam eventually locates Flynn and has to find a way to get off of the Grid before he is trapped forever. During my time ghost hunting, I’ve tried to find answers and figure out what I need to eventually complete my task, but I’ve learned that there is no completion until the afterlife. Sam, Flynn, and their ally, Quorra all go out and fight Clu’s minions just like me and the guys do when we have to investigate and deal with entities. We always battle through until the next confrontation. In Tron: Legacy, Sam almost succeeds in rescuing his father and getting him off of the Grid, but Flynn still has to deal with himself – his creation and twin, Clu. Flynn has to sacrifice himself in order get his son, Sam, and Quorra off of the Grid and back to the real world.

I related to Sam and Quorra trying to get off of the Grid for a long time. I was fighting all of these bad entities, becoming stronger, figuring out ways to find my answers, and be done with it. However, I’ve learned during my time hunting ghosts over the years that I am more like Flynn. I’ve been giving myself up to the spirit world for a long time now. Doing what I do, and the person that I have become as a result, has put me on the grid of spirits. It’s a grid that I can’t get off of because I have gone too far. I gave myself up for the job. That’s more important to me than moving onto a normal way of life. My life is on the Sprit Grid now. I will never lead a normal life after doing all of this. What is a normal life, anyhow? We all have our own way. We all struggle to get better or complete sort of mission. So, in a metaphorical way, we can all relate to the Tron movies. You just have to find your character.

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