3 am Demon Attack – The Dangers of Summoning Demons

This ghost story was submitted to us by a reader, Spring 2018.  Demons are known to attack between the hours of 3AM to 4AM in an attempt to mock the holy trinity.

My name is Kimberly. I was an all American normal kid. Born in Minot, North Dakota.  I grew up  on a small farm till I was 10 years old, I now reside in  Bakersfield, CA

My 3 AM Demon Attack Story

As a child I was raised up in a Christian home. With the belief in God, the Devil, Angels and Demons. In my family some of us are gifted in some aspects of ESP, seeing spirits, and being sensitives. I remember seeing a Native American man sit on the foot of my bed night after night after night as a child. Never in fear just excepting that he must be family from a while back in the past. Usually I would see human spirits. Sometimes shadow beings but I was seldom lay was afraid since my mother had insured in me pray if your scared. They’ll go away.

It wasn’t until I was 15 years old that I began to get more curious into the darker side of the unexplainable. I was a dark child. I loved everything that had to do with warlocks and vampires.  There were many nights I would see shadow people. I also had countless visits from the old hag. In which I was pinned down to the bed. Unable to move a muscle. Not even able to make a peep, feeling hot breaths in my face with a hissing noise. It wasn’t until I could muster enough strength to get out a peep that this spirit/ thing would get off me. That was terrifying. But soon after these attacks happened. I started receiving nightly visits. By a young man who said his name was Daniel. He always showed himself as a gorgeous young man dressed in a black shirt with black slacks with flawless creamy ivory skin, light yellowish beautiful brown eyes. And Loose curly shoulder length brown hair I still see him in my minds eye he is complete angelic perfection. I’m even temped to call upon him now. Even though I know now he is a complete embodiment of Evil. Once evil truly gets its claws into you. It never lets go.

Not long after this young man began coming to me in nightly visits I was awoken to him being on top of me. In which he forced me to have sex with him. I was so frightened. I had never had sex before. But I reached a climax not humanly possible and I was left intrigued, truly it was exciting to me. It brought this strange feelings over heavy joy over me almost devious. This visits repeated nightly at first for about a year. Then tapered down to a couple times a week.  I remember being obsessed with Vladimir Tempes, and Aleister Crowley. So the research in magick began. I jumped in deep. Researching the 72 Goetic Demons of the Lesser Key of Solomon.

Did we summon ZoZo ?

I was so foolish. I thought I was so powerful. I remember friends coming over to spend the night.  We would go out to my play house ” where I had my alter” and also my Ouija board.  Every time we would use the board. The demon on the other side would make a figure 8 to let me know it was my Daniel. (I wonder now if my Daniel was actually the demon Zozo). This took place 24 years ago so little was known of the demon Zozo then.  Anyways I had a lamp that would hang from a hook in the ceiling with a long cord. I remember asking Daniel to move that cord and he would scaring the hell out of my friends  then in return the board would spell out  GO OUTSIDE repeatedly. My friends were so terrified. They would have to run threw the backyard to reach the main house to go home. The whole time I would be laughing at them.

This is were I took the leap into darkness. I can’t tell you why. I bought the Lesser Key Of Solomon, Why I began drawing Sigils on myself,  I always had one written in the palm of my hand. But shortly after studying these demons I decided to ask one to do my bidding. I was being bullied.  The demon did what it was asked. But after this things went bad for me. I began seeing shadow people walking my bed at night. The visits from Daniel were rough and angry leaving me scratched bruised and bitten. Scared to death I became a reborn Christian. I thought Christ would save me fix it all……lol.

The 3:00 am demon attack occurred later that night I came home. As soon as I got home I threw everything away that had to do with the occult, except for my Ouija Board, and planchette as it had disappeared.  Soon after  I got into bed with my cat and went to sleep. I was awoken at 3:00 AM by what sounded like a small bell. When I opened my eyes there was a flash of light.  Like from a camera. Except for the illumination stayed brightly lit. In front of the bedroom door stood a 7 foot tall demon dressed in a black cloak, he looked like a man that had all of his flesh burnt off his eyes were just black sockets. He had his arm stretched out  me and at the end in his hand there was a huge black dog. I sat up in bed thinking WHAT??????  When I did this. That dog growled.  By cat jumped up on my chest and clawed me really bad.  I started praying to Arch angel Michael. I guess at some point I passed out from exhaustion. The next thing I knew it was morning. I woke up thinking it was a horrible dream till I noticed my pajama’s stuck to my chest with dried blood.  I still have the scars to prove this happened.

I now work with the 72 higher Angels of the Realm.  My advice to anyone curious in the occult is don’t dabble in the darkness. Till this day I still have demon attacks that occur at 3 am but not often. Demons never give up on there marked.

Haunted Santa Rosa Rural Cemetery

The first time that I visited the Santa Rosa Rural cemetery was in 2005, and we were able to capture some amazing paranormal activity on camera.  Since that first visit this cemetery has always intrigued me and has become on of my favorite haunted locations to investigate.  Scott, Patrick, and I decided to revisit the historic Santa Rosa Rural cemetery in hopes of capturing paranormal activity and it did not disappoint.
The Santa Rosa cemetery is reported to be haunted by many ghosts, and on recent visits we have discovered signs of occult activity.  Many people report seeing shadow figures that dart around the grounds, disembodied voices, and ghost like figures. The gravestones in the cemetery date back to mid 1800’s and there are many notable California pioneers buried there.  Despite the cemetery being one of the most beautiful places to the eye that I have ever visited, the cemetery has creepy feeling.  In the paranormal video below we captured one of the clearest EVPs that I ever captured. If you watch the video at the 1:00:00 time mark you will hear the EVP.   The investigator asks, “What’s your message” and it replies “It’s a vampire”.

Santa Rosa Rural Cemetery Paranormal Video

During the broadcast we had a psychic who wanted to draw a sketch about what she was picking from the investigation. Her psychic impressions are as follows

Psychic Impressions and Sketch

I could see the black haired woman that wears white that I see a lot around Tim.  She felt very rooted in this place even though she is obviously mobile.  She had outstretched arms and was reaching out towards Tim.  There was also a smaller creature much like what I would call a minion, that looked somewhat like an insect at first but as I started to see it more clearly, I could see it had horns on its head and horns coming out of it shoulders and very long legs. It was hunched over and staring directly at me. I believe that this entity is a soul holder. We’ve all talked or read or heard about soul keepers, soul takers, soul collectors, this entity is not that. This particular entity holds the souls for its keeper.  It’s only purpose is that to hold onto the souls that it’s master has collected.  I assume it’s master is this black haired being.  I also feel that the reason it follows Tim is because he is one soul it has yet to collect and has become obsessed with collecting him.
A psychic rendering of the Santa Rosa Rural Cemetery


Weird markings can be found on the tombstones at Santa Rosa Rural Cemetery by Day.

Real Demon Drawings and Psychic Sketches

Being an Empath and Artist

St. Ignatius Demonic Shadow Figure Drawing, by Kmanning
I have been an Artist and an Sensitive Empath my entire life. I call myself a Sensitive instead of a psychic or medium because I find those names to be used to liberally and most times untrue. I believe I am sensitive to the other realm. It’s as simple as that.  Over the past 5 years I have been drawing ghosts, demons, and other paranormal anomalies that I can see psychically while I am on the investigation or watching remote via the livestream. Some of the real demon drawings are disturbing in nature, reader discretion is advised.
I’ve always drawn what I’ve seen real and spiritually real. I’ve never shown the spiritual works with explanation to anyone but my husband. In college I’d make up a story or say nothing and let the professors make their conclusions on the subject matter because I live in Kansas and my gifts are quite frankly not welcome here.
Always interested in testing my abilities, but being suspicious of any para teams in Kansas (sorry I didn’t know any then) I would search the Internet and YouTube for people doing paranormal investigations. I’d also search for haunted places in my state that I could drive to. This lead me to the Sallie House website and then to discovering Livescifi.tv on YouTube doing investigations at the house. I’d never seen a group do live shows, and watching them I’d be drawing madly at what I was seeing around them. This was back in the days of Scotty, Tim, and Patrick in the house. I was transfixed  and what I saw had nothing to do with the Pickmans experience in the house, which was several years earlier.

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.

Demonic Hell Hound? Demon Drawing by Kmanning

Most of the time in the house I also saw a woman spirit with crazy black

Woman Spirit Drawing by Kmanning

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 kept my drawings to myself until I saw on Tim’s website Livescifi.tv and that he was going back to the house.  I thought about it for days, reaching out to show him my demon drawings.  In my previous experiences people just don’t believe you. I finally thought, screw it and emailed Livescifi. Now I didn’t know this until later that Tim NEVER just up and invites or meets a viewer due to the overwhelming amount of people who would show up and ultimately disturb the real reason he was there which is to investigate and get evidence. So basically I never share and he never invites. It was a moment meant to happen.

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.

Dr. Finney, Psychic Drawing by Kmanning

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.

Welles House Demon Scene, drawing by Kmanning
So that is how we met. I began drawing while Livescifi was live and tweeting them out to Tim and a mutual friendship of respect and the passion for discovery of the paranormal, particularly demons has built over the years. I will always be grateful to Livescifi for allowing me to step out of my comfort zone and show my drawings to strangers. And I will continue to do so until the day I die.

Welles House – Living in a Haunted House – Day 2

Welles House – 46 South Welles Street, Wilkes Barre PA; Day 2

After another day of getting settled into the location we decided to go around the location with the Mel-Meter (EMF Meter) to get some baseline readings for our future reference. After going around most of the location will little to no fluctuation, we encountered a weird spike in the middle of the staircase. It went between a 0.4-1.4 with no pattern or source we could find. Because of this we decided to do some provocation to try and entice some interaction. Upon doing so both Tim and myself had the feeling of someone directly behind us pulling/tugging on our shirts. In addition we began to hear a hissing sound near us. It happened three times with each getting progressively louder and the last of which happening extremely close to us and being extremely loud. The only thing I can equate it to is if you’ve ever heard a large alligator hiss. Needless to say it startled us and we backed up rather quickly. In an attempt to try and find the source of the hiss we went in to the basement at which point something grabbed Tim’s arm. Since we were getting a lot of activity we decided to begin do an EVP session on the staircase. Upon review of the session we found a few voices. The first of which had a message for us saying “Get outta here.” Another voice we captured had a response to our question about its name stating “I have no name.”

Having these experiences we decided to try and wind down and get some sleep, but sleep did not come easy. Throughout the night while trying to sleep I heard loud disembodied voices which sounded like two people having a conversation in an adjacent room, as well as, loud footsteps that sounded like boots on a hard floor. At one point in the night I had the overwhelming feeling of dread and seriously contemplated leaving the location. After talking to Tim about it and some of the similar things that he was hearing I decided to stick it out for the rest of the night. This is probably the most freaked out I have ever been at a location. Night 2 in the books, let’s see what the rest of the stay has to bring.

Yellowstone National Park Ghost Sightings

Greetings Tim and Crew!  Love your work.  I was a skeptic of the paranormal until my paranormal experience at Yellowstone National Park.  Here’s my ghost story and it is absolutely real.

My Yellowstone National Park Ghost Sighting

I worked as a surveyor in SW Montana near Yellowstone Park and had a job beside the Yellowstone River in the Upper Yellowstone Valley and I believe this to be one of the most haunted locations that I have ever been to.  One day as I was walking along a river side channel, I stepped on a half-submerged log and a large trout swam out from beneath it.  All of a sudden, the light and air around me seemed crisper.  I looked down and found a large rectangular stone about 50 lbs in weight with a red ocher design painted on it.  It was the most formidable Native American artifact I had ever seen!  It looked like it had been placed near a small river tributary which had long since dried up.  I picked it up, put it in the truck and took it home.

My apartment was in a basement and I placed the stone on a platform built to cover the water meter and line in my living room.  On the night of a total eclipse of the moon, I was working in the adjacent room, my office.  The instant the eclipse happened, my room was filled with small tapping noises, all coming from different places.  I thought it might have been mice frightened by the eclipse, so I discounted the noises.  In a few minutes, the tapping ceased in that room but started up in the living

A rendering of a Yellowstone Ghost

room.  Curious, I got up again and went in.  When I did, the noise somehow translated to a faint growling or grinding sound which I  understood to be coming from behind the stone!  As I stood there in disbelief, the growling became louder and louder and began to sound like rock being crushed.  I was frightened.  The sound became louder and louder until I thought something was going to burst into the room from behind the rock.  I panicked and the only thing I could think of was to remove the stone and place it face down immediately.  When I did this the noise stopped instantly.

Several months later, that winter, I was working in a very remote hill region near Round-Up, Montana.  My partner, Dave, and I were setting a corner down in a snowy, tree-filled hollow.  The temperature was around zero and the air was so cold the air glittered with sparkling ice crystals.  The snow was very deep.  As we were working, I glanced up a hillside and spotted someone coming down toward us.  I showed Dave and he looked at him through a binocular.  He said the guy only had a shirt, hat and pants on, he wasn’t properly dressed at all.  When the fellow arrived at where we were working, I couldn’t look him in the eye for some reason and Dave carried the conversation with him.  It was all very vague and his answers were odd.  Dave told him we wanted to take him out of there and the guy agreed saying he had a place up on the ridge above us.  He asked if he could ride with me, climbed on and put his arms around my waist!

When we got to the ridge, the guy said he’d get off because he lived just around the bend.  There weren’t supposed to be any houses in this area but we didn’t argue with him.  In the time it took us to whip the ATVs around, he had vanished without a trace.  As we drove back down to the hollow, I looked toward the direction the guy had taken to come down to see us but there were no tracks!  When I recalled seeing him approach us, he just sort of floated to us and my brain couldn’t process that at the time.  That must have been why I couldn’t look him in the eye.

Anyway, I had many more bizarre events transpire while I had the stone so I contacted a Native American woman I knew and asked her about it.  She contacted several medicine men but none of them wanted anything to do with stone.  She said they told her it was a spirit stone, a manitou, and it is very sacred.  I finally just left it on her steps.  My life has never been the same since, one misfortune after another.  I even met a little man, who, if he wasn’t the devil himself, he was one of his close personal friends.  That encounter lasted for several months, was truly strange but it’s another story all together.  I survived his spiritual attack upon me so I must be doing something right!

Violent ZoZo Ouija Demon Attack Real Story

One night me, my wife Felicia, and her friend Shannon decided to go to some mansion ruins in Cartersville GA where we lived at the time. It had been storming like crazy till we got to the mansion ruins, and everything calmed down which was very eerie. We started by doing a basic EVP session didn’t get a whole lot of action on it. So we decided to bring out the ouija board(being that my wife is pregnant I don’t let her use the ouija right now). Shannon and I started the session by laying out the rules, then we asked ” Is there anyone here that wishes to communicate?” It took a minute, but the planchette slid to yes. I got a little excited until we asked ” Are you a human spirit?” This time the response was rather quick and was a definite NO. At that moment I knew we were dealing with something dark. The energy in the place changed in a blink. I felt very uneasy and like something was watching me. We preceded to ask ” What is your name?!” The planchette started moving strange and went down to “6”. I said rather firmly “Tell us your name!!” The planchette went crazy then went to Z then O from there it went very rapidly ZOZOZOZO etc. My wife not being a big believer started taunting. I got pretty frustrated with her,and told her not to, but she didn’t listen. As the session went on I began feeling very nauseous and dizzy.

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