*I am going to start posting the funny moments that I have as a director when I am out investigating with my team or doing anything ICPIR Director related. I will title them Director's Log and number each entry. I figure I would bring some comedy to the paranormal table.*

We recently investigated at the Bisbee Inn in Bisbee Arizona. Its a lovely place that has a wonderful and rustic charm. You feel like you are at home the minute you walk in. Most guests keep their doors open. You could probably equate it to a sorority house in some ways. On the off chance that you are actually in your room and need privacy you can shut your door, but there are windows that open on top of each door. You can choose to have them open or choose to close them. I am explaining this because I have to set the scene for you you see.

The particular room I was staying in was room 6. If you check out www.Bisbeeinn.com you can see a picture of it. There are windows above the beds that you can open. They open up into what is called the atrium. One one side of the atrium is the kitchen and on the other is the TV room. The hotel has a TV room because none of the rooms have TVs in them. My bunkmate for the night was our Assistant Case Manager Dee. She is the person that usually bunks with me because frankly she is the only person aside from my husband that can put up with my little quirky habits. I am sure those will be talked about in another of these entries.

Dee has some quirky habits too. She has to fall asleep with the TV going. It basically lulls her to sleep. Well if you were keeping track you will notice that none of the rooms had TVs in them. Dee is a smart gal you see and she wanted to watch a few movies that she had been waiting to see so she brought a portable DVD player. My entire team was lucky enough to be the only people staying in the hotel the night we did our investigation since its off season in Bisbee. I normally don't like investigating in places like hotels because its very hard to keep the setting controlled. We were extremely lucky in this case.

Back to my story. I set my audio up on the first floor, in the kitchen because of some of the paranormal occurences that had been reported to us. I have an external mic and it is extremely sensitive. I also record on high quality mode so I get the best sound. I am kinda picky about that because I don't like listening to crud when going over evidence. Dee and I closed our windows and went to sleep.

Fast forward a few days and here I sit reviewing my data. When I am going over audio I like to play mahjong. Its something that is pretty much mindless and keeps me busy while I am going over hours and hours of data. Here I am clicking away at the matching tiles and I hear a man say, "OMG, OMG, you can't do this, no, no, no!" I listen for a few more seconds and I don't hear anything. I rewind the audio so I can hear what I think I just heard and sure enough it sounds like someone is killing a man and he is pleading for his life.

Not much phases me when I am going over data. I have heard the occasional growl, Get Out, etc. and none of that bothers me. Hearing a man pleading for his life bothered me. My hands were shaking and I had that sickly feeling in my stomach that some people call butterflies. When I signed up to be a paranormal investigator it wasn't to hear people pleading for their lives. I was seriously rethinking my choice in keeping this as a hobby.

So I call Dee. I can barely talk because I am so shocked at the evidence I just got. She listens to it and she is just as blown away. In all the historical evidence we obtained on the Bisbee Inn, no one ever reported a man being killed on or near the property. We both get silent as we are pondering what we just heard. Then it dawns on me the more audio I listen to. I am now hearing a kid saying, "Uncle, Uncle!!"

Do any of you remember the movie Enemy Mine? Guess what Dee was upstairs watching? You guessed it! My audio was so sensitive that it picked up bits and pieces of the movie as she was watching it. I am guessing the story would be funnier if you could have seen the look on my face and heard the sound in my voice when I thought I had captured the last moments of a man's life.

Lessons I learned...well lets see.

1. Make sure Dee wears head phones when watching movies where people are dying.

2. Don't freak out until you listen to at least 5 more minutes of your audio so that you are sure there is not another explanation for what you are hearing.

3. Its a good thing I didn't get anything I thought was an EVP on that recording because I would have had to toss it due to contamination.

BTW, if you are ever in Bisbee Arizona.....definitely spend a night in the Bisbee Inn. They treat you great and we got some pretty cool evidence and had some pretty neat experiences in the hotel. We will save that for the investigation report though.