Brennan's Eerie Accidental Exorcism (Encore)

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Christmas is coming and we all know that's actually the spookiest season of all. So I'm doing a special call for Christmas themed ghost stories, Christmas themed ghost stories. Get that Christmas ghost story in today. That's kind. And then as I am trying to hold it together and keep talking to the receptionist that all blackhead goes back behind the cobraq and he's gone. Welcome to tell me a ghost Story. The Late Night call in podcast where we delve into the world of the supernatural and explore the eerie and unexplained. I'm your host, Michelle new Men. This podcast features true stories from our callers that will send shivers down your spine and leave you questioning the existence of the afterlife. So grab a cozy blanket, turned down the lights. All right. My name is Brennan and I am currently I live in London, Ontario, but this story comes from when I was living in Victoria, BC, which is on the west coast of Canada. So I I wrote a book. It's called Strangers of the Place and it is the paranormal history of my hometown. It's a little town in the mountains in western Canada. This I started when I began researching the book in twenty twelve. Now, when I got into that started researching is I didn't really believe in ghost stories, you know, which might sound odd for a guy who is writing a book about it, but I felt like, you know, I'm just going to interview people. They'll tell me their stories, all write them up, and that's good enough. It is not necessary that I also believed this. In addition to this, at the time, I was the office manager for a consulting company, so I wanted to make sure I didn't come across as a koop because I still had to exist in a professional capacity. And so I started going taking my vacation time, going back to my hometown and interviewing people. I was started at the museum. I had a couple of names I'd found from Google searches, all the old Google pages, and I just started knocking on doors asking questions, and that's how I researched the whole book. But when I got back from the first trip, I was at work. It was it was a sunny April morning, so at the time in this huge, relatively huge office space, it was just me and a receptionist slash bookkeeper, and we were having a chat. I was telling her all the stories I had found. She was telling me some of her own from where she grew up. And as we're having this conversation on a lovely April morning, I see this all black heads peek out from behind the code rack and it holds there. It holds there just long enough for me to be able to say to myself, okay, that I'm seeing that. That is I'm not imagining it. And then as I am trying to hold it together and keep talking to the receptionist, that all black head goes back behind the code rack and it's gone. And I felt this incredible sense of panic because I didn't really believe in this stuff, right, I was just there was fun stories, but I had just seen what I'd seen, and I'd never seen anything like it before. The panic was real, and I felt the color. I saw the colored drain from my business. I was starting to panic, and I really had to. I just crunched down and just didn't show any sign of I had, like, didn't talk about it, just kept talking to the receptionist and that was it. So I like, that's weird, but sure, okay, And I didn't see much more of it then. About a couple of weeks later, a month later, I was in I was at home and I always liked to joke my wife has grown up jobs. You know. I always managed to finagle a workplace where I can kind of turn up whatever. I feel like. It's just it's a gift of mine. But she has grown up jobs, so she had gone to work. I woke up. It was made by this point, it was again another bright morning. She had opened the blinds when she left, and I recall rolling over to look at the clock on her side of the bed, and I think I knowed the time of eight point thirty. And I rolled back to my side, and that's when I realized I could see something out of the corner of my left eye. It was like there was someone standing next to me. But that didn't make sense because where I perceived this person to be standing there was a bedside table. Someone could not stand there. I turned to look at the thing in the corner of my eye and I saw a shadow in the shape of a mast, and before I could react to it, it fell across me in the bed, and when it contacted my skin, I felt electricity throughout my entire body. And this doesn't make a lot of sense, but I passed out. I just it was like I fell back asleep. I woke up about half an hour later, the shadow figure was gone, and I felt fine, maybe a little weird, a little upset by what I had seen, but I thought, well, that's strange, and when I kept moving because of course, like I had never heard of shadow people at this point. This was not until later that I started my really in depth paramormal research that I finally heard that term. And I didn't think too much about it. But over the course of the next two weeks, I began experiencing the most profound depression I had encountered since I was a teenager. It was as if there was something weighing, literally weighing on me, like something just hanging off my neck, pulling you forward. And it lasted for again two weeks until I provoked an argument with my wife, which is not something I do. Like, I'm not you know, I'm not exactly a paragon of good behavior, but I'm not someone who fights for fun. That's just not who I am. But I did and we had we got this terrible argument, and after that it was like it was gone. It was like a boil had popped, and I thought, well, that's weird. But again, you know, I didn't really have a frame of reference of this stuff. My family were not spoofy growing up. It's not something you know. I was raised in the Catholic Church, but I didn't. It didn't really take so none of that stuff that I had formed my growing up. As I would come to learn over the course of doing the podcast I do the Ghostory Guys, I would come to realize I'd actually had more childhood experience than I thought, but I had just memory hold all of them. And then a year later, I was in Vancouver for a series of three concerts across four days, and I had companies for the first two shows, and then for the third one I was on my own and I was renting a room in someone's house. It was an early version of Airbnb. It wasn't Airbnb, but it was something that kind of came a fore runner to it. It's about six o'clock in the evening, which is when I started thinking it's time for a coffee and I was reading book, so I grabbed my book, walked out the front door, and it was again a lovely evening in April and Vancouver. And as I was stepping out of this house, I heard a voice say, hey, there. I turned to look and there was an elderly First Nations gentleman, elderly Indigenous gentleman. He was gonna wearing a like a sweatsuit, like a tracksuit. Looks pretty rough, you know. He himself his skin is pretty rough. He had a great gym bag over one corner, and he had a wooden cane with orange electrical tape bombed around the bottom of it. And I said, oh, hey there. He said, how are you. I said, I'm well, thank you. How are you? And he said, oh, I could do with a coffee. As they go along in my travels him, but he says otherwise, I'm well. And I said, well, I'll tell you what. I'm heading that direction. Anyways, walk with me, I'll buy a coffee. So he fell into step with me, this elderly gentleman, and we got talking. He said, my name's my name is Dennis name, so it's Brennan. And he said, okay. He's like, would you like to know my spirit name? And I said yeah, sure, man, go for it. And he said no, it's it's Thunderbird heartstrong. Okay, cool. Sure. He's like, would you like to know what yours is? Of course you have? It was yes, and he said well, when we get to the coffee shop, he said, I will ask. He said, not everyone has one, but when we get there, I will ask. And he went on to explain the significance of his spiritual name to me and explain that Thunderbird, the spirit of Thunderbird, was a thing that actually would visit him from time to time, and he said he was a shaman and that's why. So we got to the coffee shop, and now half of that, I thought this gentleman was homeless. That's kind of how we looked. And I have bought coffees for homeless guys before you know. It's yeah, it's we're all only one or two missed paychecks away from that place. So it pays to be nice to people, or rather it's easy to be nice to people. But so I figured this is going to follow the pattern where you buy him a coffee, then they asked if they can get something sweets, and then if you go along with that, maybe they ask for a pack of smokes. Instead of him asking for these things, he just said to me, I'll have what you're having, two cream on sugar. I'll see if I can find us at table. I was like, okay, sure, man, fine, he found as a sable out front of the Starbucks. He and this is on Davy Street, which is a very busy street in Vancouver. And so as I tell you the rest of the story, bear in mind this happened in front of a busy Starbucks on a busy urban street and again between six and eight o'clock on a Sunday evening. And we sat down and yeah, he explained to me. He said, I'm a shaman and I've done a shaman since I was ex years old. And he told me his whole story, and I thought, dang. You know, I don't ask people for advice allt often anymore, but I thought, I'm going to ask him his advice. I'm going to I said, look, I'd like to ask you something. And this is after he told me my I should say. He told me my spirit name, and he asked the kind of sing songy thing. And he looked around and he said it's you. He said, you do have one, he said, not everyone does. He said, it's You're in the stone buffalo. He said stone because you're a fixed point around which things part. You are a source of comfort for people. You're a steady you're a steady presence, he said, because you are very powerful. But he said it is not destructive power. He said, the buff the power of the buffalo is restorative power and his life giving power. So he said, you are you are still Buffalo. And I said, well, it's pretty cool as far as these things go. And uh, that's what I asked my question. I told you the story. I had just told you that these these shadow men I'd seen and who had impacted me and impacted my life. And he looked very serious and he said, look. He said, I don't know why you're having these dreams. And I said, well, they weren't dreams. I was awake, and he put his hand up. He said no, no, He said, it's best if you call them dreams. He said, I don't know why you're having these dreams, but I will ask. So I got. He sort of did this thing again, sort of sing song humming thing. He looked around, he shook his head. He reached into his gym bag, which was his hanging off the back of his chair, were over the arm of one of his chair, and he pulled out, you know, a recorder like kids play, and it was it was translator a sea and it was he was like purple seafrew and he played the same note, maybe I don't know, ten or fifteen times, something like that. And he looked around, shook his head, putting the put in the corder away, and out of the bag he pulled a morocca and the morocca was it was. It was gray and it had Omeka tequila on the side and faded red lettering. And I remember thinking that if this was like a like a white guy shaman in the valley, this is just that thing. To be hand carved. It cost four grand. So you see he shakes a few times, and he kind of stings as he does it. He looks around him and said something about a doctor. I didn't hear. I didn't catch it. But he got up and walked away, and I thought, oh, what have we done? So I sat there for a few more minutes trying to figure what was happening. And then he comes back and he's got something green in one of his hands, and before I can figure out what it is, he shoves it into my mouth. He says, shoot that and swallow it down. So I did, I should say, I realized this is a and I really do think this is probably the biggest crossroads of my entire life. Was I could either spit this stuff out and go all right, we're done here all or I coul chew it and see what happens. And this is uncharacteristic of me. But I chewed it and I swallowed it, and he says, is it gone? I nodded, so he had some left in his hand. He put it in his own mouth. He chewed it, and then he grabbed my head, put both of his hands his hands and out side my head, pulled me forward and went on the top of my head burn mud. Busy Starbucks, you know, six eight pans this on a Sunday evening in a busy metropol and Saturday pulls me forward, goes on the back of my neck, pulls me forward again, does the same thing all the way down my back, sits me up, looks at me for a minute and goes, Okay, it's done. I said, what's done. He goes this way, And as I'm sitting there, I feel this strangeness steeling over me, this sensation that my body is not my own, that it is moving at my suggestion, but it is not mine. It is not me and I start paranickhing. I was thinking, okay, so he poisoned me, and there's a hospital not far if I throw up some of this crap, maybe if I take it to them, they can help me out. And it was almost like he knew what I was thinking, because he just like, calmed down, You're fine. Calm down, I said, Dennis, man, I think it poisoned me because I didn't poison you. It could be fine. It's relaxed. And I remember saying, I said, if I feel like if I try to stand up, I'm gonna fall over. He said, oh, stand up to see. I stood off and I was solid. Okay, so I sat back down, but I don't know. Ten minutes later, the feeling passed and he looked at me and he goes, how do you feel? I said, I think I'm fine. He sas, okay, I am. I said what was that? He said, well, you had the wrong spirit in you. He said, I removed it, and what you felt was the new spirit settling in. And I said okay. He's like, you ever wonder why your belly swells now? I used to be a very very healthy guy, And I said, well, I assume because I ate too much, and he goes, well, yes, he said, that doesn't help, but he said this also happens to people who have the wrong spirit in them. He said, now that this is done, he said, your belly will shrink. But he said you need to know I'm sorry. I said, well, what are you sorry about? He said, your life is going to be different now. And he said I could not give you a choice in that this had to be done. I couldn't give you an option of whether or not you wanted it to change. And he said it's not going to be bad, but it's going to be different, and that is just something that you have to get used to. He said again, I am sorry, but there was no other choice. So okay. I don't know how to respond to them. And he said, how do you feel? So I thinking okay. He says, okay, good. He said, I'm going to go. I'm gonna go. I'm going to go have a drink. You take care of yourself, and he got up. He grabbed his cane, he grabbed his bag. You started walking away and I said, oh, thanks, I guess thanks man, and he points to the coffee. He said, welcome. He said you gave me a gift, so this is my gift for you. And he walked away and I never saw him again. But after that, I'm sitting there in front of his busy Starbucks on a busy Metropolitan street between sixty and eight pm on a Sunday evening, and I'm thinking, oh boy, there are folks staring. I need to go, so I uh. I grabbed that book I've been reading and started walking back to the house. Texted my wife, You're not going to believe what this happened, and she said, you know, if you okay, which had instant, they're probably okay, don't you know. Just talk up the experience and you know, rolling it. Keep an eye out for like anything that might happen after this. But she said, it sounds like you're okay, and I went back to my room. I was waiting for a while and I got really hungry. The night came on. I was really hungry, and I thought, ah, I'd barely even today, and that's why I feel so weird. That's why I thought, oh, of course, oh it makes sense, and I saw I went. I went out of the house and said I was going to get my favorite burger Joint in Vancouver, walk out of the house, and man, whereas it was like I had been seeing the world through a window and now someone had taken out the glass. Because the first car that passed me, I was terrified, terrified, and I couldn't explain why. And I all of a sudden I could hear everything. I could hear all the cars, the people, the noise, that the lights. It was so bright and so loud, and I just started freaking out. And I had to really kind of clamp back again, climb back down and go, Nope, you're fine, you're fine, just roll with it. And I started walking towards the Burger Joint and then I got to Davy and I looked up Davy and there's the the sur at least I used to be, I don't know about now. The Sandman in sweets is on Davy. And they got this big, big green Neon sign on the side of the building where again they used to And as I saw that sign hanging there in the dark, and all of a sudden, I freaked out again. I was just just something about that it's so high up and it's so bright, and I just panic came back. So I plumped him back down, went to the burger joint, ordered my usual burger and a coke, double burger and a coke. But when it arrived, and I know how this sounds, but this is what it was. When it arrived, I didn't know what to do with it. Like I knew, you know, intellectually, that's a burger. We eat it, that's you know, that's how we got this fine athletic physiquem my guy. But I was like, oh, okay. So I unwrapped it and I peeled off a chunk of it and I like, oh, yeah, of course yeah, And I ate what half of burger and I was good, and I took a drink of soda. I remember it looked like plastic. I took a drink. I'm like, oh no, that's very sweet, but yeah, sure, okay, And I ate it and drank it and you can have about half of each. And then on the way back, I smelled the plants that he had shoved in my mouth so I couldn't identify, and I picked some and then I basically like tried to find it and uh it was juniper. And what what I have since learned is that I went through a very stripped down version of a Native American cleansing ceremony, and that that feeling every now and again. Some nights I still have it. Some nights it feels like the glasses out of the window. Everything seems very ultra real, ultra you know there, and other times it's not. But what's interesting is I have in my life since then twice been approached by shadow creatures and neither time could they touch me. It's only been you know, four times and eleven years, twelve years, But it seems like after I had my show shamomic experience, which is I guess what it was, I call my accent electricism, it was like it changed something and they could no longer get to me. They for whatever reason, there was an interest, but they could not make contact. Thanks for calling in, Brennan. That's the best cup of coffee you've ever spent money on. If you want to check out more of Brennan's ghost stories, find him on the podcast The ghost Story Guys and his new project Daily wherever you get your podcasts. That's all we have this week, folks. Do you have a ghost story? Call seven oh one four eight four two six six six. That's seven oh one four eight four two six six six, or go to tell me a Ghoststory dot com and leave your story there. Go ahead and leave me a five star review wherever you get your podcasts. 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