I recently accepted a job at the Court House as the museum summer student. Out of boredom and for the sake of remembering everything I have decided to document my days there just to see what all goes down.
Today at approximately 11:10 Kirsten and I were in the basement cleaning. We were in the back music room dusting all of the little things. I began to dust the Phonograph, when the spinning thing in the middle started to spin. I quickly tried to stop it fearing I touched something or wrecked it in some way, and it stopped to my relief. I moved to the next item when I was stunned to hear it spinning again. Now I was beginning to get freaked out, so I quickly turned it off again. We then moved out of that room and left upstairs. As we began to walk upstairs, I heard the Phonograph play back what it had been recording during the time it turned on by itself. No one was in the room during the time it turned on.
And they try to claim that there are no ghosts in the Court House.. curious, very curious..
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