Hello and welcome back to Monday Mail Time on the Paranormal Activity podcast with me producer Dom once again, where as you know, we dive into your experiences and your stories.

So about further ado, let's dive into the mailbag for our first story of today's episode.

This comes from Tom.

Hi, my name's Tom, and this happened to me a couple summers ago when I was on holiday in the Lake District with my partner.

We went to the small holiday cottage just outside Ambleside, nothing fancy, just somewhere quiet, near the water where we could switch off and hike for a few days.

One afternoon we decided to take the rowing boat that came with the cottage out onto the lake.

It was completely still that day, not a breath of wind, and the air had that

warm, heavy feeling that you get right before a storm. We rode out maybe 200 meters and

drifted just enjoying the quiet. Then I noticed something strange, a patch of rippling water

ahead of us, even though the rest of the lake was flat as glass. The ripples moved in a slow

circle as if something was moving just below the surface.

We stopped rowing. The air suddenly turned cold like instantly, almost painfully so, and it wasn't from the wind.

My partner rubbed their arms and said, it feels like someone's opened a freezer.

Then, from across the lake, we both heard it, a sound like a sigh, long and low, echoing

faintly across the water.

We sat there in silence for what felt like minutes, but it was probably seconds.

The rippling stopped, the air warmed again, everything was calm.

I honestly thought we'd imagined it, until we started rowing back and saw something on the

wooden jetty, a wet footprint, small,

bare, leading away from the edge of a dock.

When we asked the cottage owner about it later, he said there had been stories for decades

about a local girl who drowned there during the summer storm in the 1950s.

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