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The Hello and welcome to mini episode number 520 of real life ghost stories.

And I have one spooky story for you today and our story comes from the 27th of January, 2026.

And our story today comes from Liz and Mysterion.

Since I was a little girl, I have always been a sensitive. Without invitation, I constantly experience

or interact with the paranormal and its accompanying activity. When I can explain that bump in the night, I gladly will.

I do this perhaps to keep myself grounded, but also to give credence to the truly strange and unusual.

But this particular adventure in Ireland still holds a remarkable place in my list of experiences.

My partner is a mentalist and magician and also a

gifted sensitive. His name is Mysterian. Him and I visited Dublin this past summer. We stayed with

our friends who serendipitously happened to live only a 15-minute drive from the infamous Hellfire

Club. We drove to the car park and made

our way up the mountain. I took a selfie in the forest as we started and you can see the ease

in my face. The map on our friend's phone showed three manufactured trails to choose from.

We chose the perceivably easiest and fastest way up there.

We immediately noticed a few eerie things as we made our way up. First off, the clouds rolled in

quickly when we arrived. We also noticed that there was no sound in nature to be heard, no birds in the distance chirping,

no rustling of small animals in the brush, barely an insect to be seen. It was particularly

odd. Especially as we came upon a lot of dead and felled trees on our way up the mountain.

The edge of the forest looked like a scene from a fairy tale,

bare trunks with a dense canopy on top,

coupled with an overcast sky,

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