Real ghost stories from real people.

This is Into the Paranormal with Tony Brucey.

It began as an ordinary night, a group of friends gathering for a harmless game under the moonlit sky.

But sometimes the most innocent of plans have a way of spiraling into something far more sinister.

Tonight, we delve into a story that has lingered in the shadows of one man's memory for

decades, a tale of youthful recklessness colliding with an ancient, malevolent presence.

Greg was a skeptic, someone who believed only in the tangible.

For him, the supernatural was nothing more than a

figment of overactive imaginations. But on one fateful evening, he and his closest friends

wandered too far, both literally and figuratively, into the unknown. What they found, or what

found them, would forever alter the course of their lives. A haunting, abandoned

house, a chilling artifact, and an encounter that defies all reason. As we uncover the details of

this harrowing night, you may find yourself questioning the boundaries between fear and reality.

Was it a ghostly encounter, a psychological unraveling, or something

even darker waiting just out of sight? Let's get to the letter. They write,

Dear Tony, my name is Greg, and I grew up in a quiet corner of northern Connecticut,

surrounded by endless woods and open fields. It was the kind of place where kids could wander freely.

Their imaginations running wild. For most of my teenage years, I didn't believe in anything

beyond what I could see or touch, ghosts, demons. They were nothing more than stories to entertain

or frightened, not something I ever expected to encounter.

At least, not until that night.

It all started during one of our usual late-night adventures.

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