Real ghost stories from real people.

This is Into the Paranormal with Tony Brucey.

It all started with a song, a song Rachel knew by heart.

But when she glanced at the title on her iPod, it wasn't what she remembered.

The words weren't wrong. They simply didn't belong. And that's when the unease crept in.

What began as a subtle glitch in the mundane soon unraveled into a series of inexplicable events

during what was supposed to be a relaxing trip to Spain. Shifting objects, blankets, shaking on their own, and a room that seemed to

defy the laws of nature with its icy grip. All of it pointed to something just beneath the

surface of reality. But was it all in Rachel's mind or had something sinister followed her

into the heat of the Mediterranean.

Tonight, we unravel Rachel's chilling letter, piecing together the fragments of her strange,

unshakable memories, a tale where the ordinary becomes extraordinary and where questions are left unanswered. Let's get to the letter. They write,

Dear Tony, I've never been one to believe in ghosts or the paranormal, but after what I

experienced, I'm left wondering if there's more to this world than I ever imagined. I wasn't

sure whether to share this. It feels surreal, even as I write it, but something inside me keeps urging me to get it off my chest.

Maybe you can help me make sense of it.

It started a day before my family trip to Spain.

I was home sorting through my music collection to load some CDs onto my iPod.

There was nothing strange about the day.

I wasn't tired, distracted, or peeling off.

As I worked through the playlist, I came across one of my favorite songs, Whiskey on a Sunday.

Except when I glanced at the track title on the back of the CD case, it read Whiskey on a

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