I-5 Killer and Gaines Residential Haunting by Debbie Talani Part 2
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I-5 Killer and Gaines Residential Haunting by Debbie Talani Part 2

by Debbie Talani
(West Sacramento, California)

Between Shauna and myself, we are asking this little boy to do something, to prove to us he was there with us. Robin and Jon, both sensitives, felt he was hiding….behind me. Jon felt the little boy was hiding behind me because I was the closest looking to his mother. I have to admit, my backside was getting very, very cold. Again, the cameras were popping their flashbulbs in my face, and I am positive there are some very unflattering pictures in some of those cameras that were there last night. Please, destroy those pictures if you will… Between the flashing bulbs and the strong smell of perfume, not only did I have a headache, but I was getting dizzy and my stomach was upset.

Both Robin and Jon felt the little boy was getting bored with us, so Shauna wanted to play again. I then announced we could play a game of Duck, Duck, Goose! what with 7 of us in the room, why not? But the spirit had to be ‘it’. Shortly thereafter, Shauna was touched across the face, as well as the homeowner, Jeanette. Next came Jon, who was touched on the back of his neck, followed by Cheri who felt cold on her lower legs. It seemed to make its rounds, but it skipped over Angel. Wonder why? It continued on to Robin, touching her on her head, then me, touching me you guessed it, my backside. This is where the cold stayed, until we opened the door and Shauna felt a cold spot laying on the left side of the bed. Others came over to feel the cold spot including Paul Dale Roberts. All in all, we were in that room for about 45 minutes playing with this spirit.

At one point, I switched my audio recorder from my left hand to the right, scratched my nose and was overcome with the perfume smell. I smelled my fingers of my left hand and was amazed. It was covered in perfume. I had Shauna smell my fingers to make sure I wasn’t losing my mind. She smelled it as well. About 5 minutes later, the smell was gone.

After leaving the bedroom, Cheri announces she found where the perfume smell was coming from. A teddy bear from the cat room. It was shoved in my face, which I took a sniff – remind me not to do that again, huh? I had to jerk my head away because it was too strong. Jeanette, the homeowner smelled it as well and was amazed. She couldn’t figure out how this bear could smell like that. Neither could Shauna or myself, because we were in that room a couple of times and never smelled the perfume in there.

At this time in the evening, Paul Dale Roberts asks me if I’d like to lead some people out in the backyard. Huh, he must be a mind reader because I was just planning on heading out there. So off I went with Robin Kanstein, Shauna Kinchen, Donna Reynolds, Jon Almada, Robert Mabalot and Paul Orlando. Robin beelines it to a gated area, resembling a fenced off garden in the corner. She feels something is about 3 feet out from her. Maybe it’s Bogey the Ghost Dog’s burial site? Not sure, the homeowners don’t’ know where on the property he is buried.

I ask Shauna to join me over to the gazebo area, something was pulling me that way. Do I want to go alone, are you crazy? Shauna was the winner by virtue of standing next to me. So I dragged her with me. We both didn’t get a great feeling from this area. So I called Robin over to see what she would feel. She felt something on the north/east corner of the gazebo, possibly in the water as well. I asked her about the opposite corner, and she immediately left the area saying it was a “go away” feeling. As if the spirit was telling her “mine!”. I was intrigued, and called Both Jon and Donna over.

Both Jon and Donna sat down at the table under the gazebo and felt a pleasant, peaceful feeling. Jon took his EMF meter out and wasn’t getting any kinds of readings what-so-ever. He got up, as did Donna, and they walked to the other side of the pool. I went back into the gazebo but turned right back out, I couldn’t help the feeling of “Get out, mine!” Hey, I’m not going to argue with something I can’t see, so I got out. Shauna followed me. I stopped just outside the gazebo, watching Jon and Donna when I feel a hand grab my arm with such force, it draws my breath in. It was Shauna. She was pointing at the chair we just passed. It was moving. Now, I know I didn’t touch the chair, and I immediately asked Shauna if she had. She swears up and down she didn’t. I call Jon and Donna over saying the chair was moving, they come over and shine a flashlight on it. I’m telling you, it was the eeriest thing I saw. Paul Dale Roberts comes out and begins to speak, but I cut him off by telling him to get over here because the chair was moving. Before I knew it, everyone ran out watching the chair move. Now, to describe the movement would be the chair was one of those wrought iron like chairs with four independent legs. The back of the chair was bouncing back and forth at a degree of about ½ inch in the beginning. It lasted for a solid 2 ½ minutes before it completely diminished. We tried to recreate the action by bumping into it, one time pretty hard. All tests showed the bounce reaction dissipating within 1 minute to 1 ½ minutes. I can’t explain what happened with that chair, other than logically, it doesn’t make sense. I know I didn’t bump that chair, nor did Shauna.

Shortly thereafter, I left Jeanette and Jake’s house still in awe over the personal experiences I had. It was a silent ride home other than the occasional “I can’t believe that chair, or that perfume smell,” leaving me to think why things happen the way they do. We went there to experience Bogey the ghost dog, only to experience something entirely different. The Universe, Fates, God, whatever entities you believe in, have things happen for a reason. I believe there are no such things as coincidences. I may not understand them right away, but soon enough, in time, I will. I can’t wait till the next time.





For more on H.P.I. Haunted and Paranormal Investigations of Northern California, go to the following website at: www.hpiparanormal.net If you have a possible investigation call: 1-888-709-4HPI



Debbie Talani, member of H.P.I. Haunted and Paranormal Investigations of Northern California. Email: Schatziesf@yahoo.com (for comments on this story)




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