Being an Empath and Artist
Real Demon Drawings
When drawing what I was seeing, and still to this day, I keep it to EXACTLY what I see no matter how strange or unusual. One particular scene Tim was upstairs in the operating room of the Sallie House, and you could hear the sliding and footsteps of something in the hallway approaching the room as he was challenging whatever was there. I saw a dog like animal come in and circle him. He said he could feel something in there and as I was yelling at my computer screen “look out!!” It’s tail hit him and he immediately reacted to the hit.
Most of the time in the house I also saw a woman spirit with crazy black
hair and dressed in all white. She seemed to focus on Tim and she responded to the franks box in the basement several times. I wondered if she was a Beelzebub demon minion or separate entity.
I emailed Livescifi and Tim invited me to drive up during the day to show him the demon drawings and then leave. I arrived as the guys were having lunch and after an awkward hello Tim said “we are having lunch, you’re welcome to tour the house by yourself if you want to”. Now something they didn’t know about me was I would take that as a challenge. I replied “ok no problem”. I first went upstairs and took time to feel the rooms. I then went back to the first floor where they were eating and walked past them to the basement. I wasn’t going to back down or look like a scared woman damn it. As I descended the stairs I could feel the air become thicker and heavy.
I walked slowly to the other side of the basement room from the stairs and stood just soaking it all in. I cleared my mind and said to myself “don’t think about where you are…open up to what is here”. As I stood the limestone wall started to rock and sway like the carnival effect. I then turned my attention to the hole and was met in gaze with two red eyes. I’ve said before on camera when in moments like these I feel more like an observer, which I think prevents me from running away scared. We stared at each other, this thing and I for several moments. I really don’t know how long it was or even realized that there were static cameras on me. I eventually went back upstairs to show them the reason I had come, which was to show the demon drawing.
Finished with lunch, they invited me to sit down and first I showed them a separate sketchbook of my regular art and portraits because I wanted them to understand my level of talent. I then described the moment I’d seen the dog like creature hit Tim’s leg and showed the drawing.
They all were polite and seemed interested. Tim was sitting next to me on the couch and I turned the page while saying “I see her around you a lot” and as my drawing came in to his view he suddenly got up and left the room. I didn’t know what to make of that, did I do something wrong? Patrick came over and looked and said “oh my god” and then I realized I must’ve hit some kind of nerve. Tim gathered himself and came back at me with a plethora of questions “where have you seen her….how many times….does she say anything…..” And so on. What he then told me is that he had been told by other psychics that he has a spirit, described like my drawing, attached to him. I was dumbfounded and happy. Validation!! I’d never had that! I knew he wasn’t going to talk much more due to the shock of it all and I also knew I didn’t want to overstay my welcome. Come, show sketches, leave. They invited me to stay longer and I politely refused because I wanted to let them know I’m here for the same thing they are. Discovery and validation, not a fan girl who wants to hang out. As I left and was opening my car door I saw over me a huge black Raven like wing, but huge like it would fit on a human and immediately ducked out of the way. When I looked back up…..nothing. I got in my car and drove home.