Back to Rialto! The Rialto Historical Society asked us to come back and investigate the First Christian Church, attached museum as well as investigate the Rialto Adobe and adjacent graveyard. Win win.
When setting up, the at-first threatening “locals” found out we were paranormal investigators and soon we all became fast friends (we like to have thought so). They even told us they were big fans of the TV show. Um, yeah. I’m not about to argue with that group.
We were joined by the kick-ass guys of North Orange County Paranormal Society (NOPS) and surprised-joined by the psychic network of Rialto. After feeling a threatening presence in the church the group decided to leave. We hadn’t had any activity in the church on the first investigation and soon discovered these psychics may have been onto something…
5:10 p.m.
A "psychic" goes to the right corner of the Adobe and asks anything to make its presence known.
5:17 p.m.
Outside the entrance of the Adobe, I try and turn my camera on and it errors. Never has done this.
5:30 p.m.
In the Adobe with Tray. The "psychics" are inside watching a black figure on the monitor. The figure is standing in the right corner of the building, of course by the scary old man photo. They were "drawn" outside to marker of Merlin Hendrickson. Interesting.
5:40 p.m.
We have realized investigating in the Adobe is pretty much impossible because of the wind howling and the fiesta next door.
5:47 p.m.
On my digital recorder, there's a dog barking then a groan. Interesting EVP, but not totally sure since the wind is tampering everything!
5:55 p.m.
Something is up with the walkie talkie. The power standby keeps turning on, which is weird since it should only come on if you don't use it for a period of time, although Tray had been using it. This plus my camera turning off means two electronic tweaks within an hour. The walkie is fully charged.
6:00 p.m.
Feeling calm in the graveyard. Place was pretty dead (see what I did there?). Tray noticed a light in the graveyard. It wasn't a reflection from a marker since there would be nothing standing upright to make a reflection. We all took turns to see if it was something came up short. While watching Tray and Richard walk toward the light, they walked through it. Definitely not a reflection.
6:20 p.m.
On my turn in the graveyard I stayed out a bit longer. A bench had a plaque of the first body buried in Rialto, who died in 1902. I saw the actual tombstone, which had the death date as 1901. Way to do your research Rialto
6:30 p.m.
Back from the graveyard, Tray tells Richard and me about a rustling noise he heard by the door. Unfortunately, I can't hear in on my recorder.
6:35 p.m.
My camera has died. The battery was fully charged before the investigation.
6:40 p.m.
Richard tells us about the bottle of beer and baseball hat someone left on a grave, which is now gone. Damn you Rialto!
8:00 p.m.
After feasting on Burger Mania, and instantly regretting it once again, I share my plans to marry Zak Bagans. Now the serious stuff. Brigid and I start investigating the basement where we last encountered Edward. I am sitting with my legs elevated since we saw mice in the kitchen. I wonder if mice have sonar abilities...
8:17 p.m.
We see quick shadows run by the post office.
8:24 p.m.
Brigid hears a breath next to her.
8:42 p.m.
Mike had come back from the Adobe and we asked how it was. He says "It was pretty dead." I wonder how many times we are all going to say that?
8:50 p.m.
Brigid feels cold spots by the post office. Interesting things, but no sign of Edward. Bummer.
9:26 p.m.
In the church with Brigid and Mike. As Brigid and I walked through the back hallway we heard footsteps behind us. It was Mike. Heart attack #1. Mike decides to go into the attic and climb the tiniest stairs EVER. I am getting flashbacks to Paranormal Activity. Mike takes a photo of a pigeon that looked into the camera. We are not sure if it's dead or alive.
9:50 p.m.
Getting no activity and feeling comfortable, we decide to turn it up a notch and ask more provoking questions. We asked "Since you were a churchgoer and believed in God, do you still believe in God even though you're stuck here?" Very thought provoking. Mike leaves to go film the others.
10:10 p.m.
We talk about Harry Potter and premarital sex, trying to provoke whatever presence is there, if any...
BANG!
A loud bang next to Brigid makes us both jump and scream! Brigid does a 180 and flips, scaring me more. I now know that if I am ever scared my reaction will be laughing until my stomach hurts. We laugh, out of sheer fear, for the next 5 minutes. Yes, it was a little unprofessional, but I can state that without a doubt that we experienced something paranormal and I have never been frightened like that before. We start to wonder why no one has come for us. We have no nerves left.
11:00 p.m.
We tell the guys to go provoke the hell out of the spirits in the church.
Midnight
In the museum with Josh and John Adams. Other than the creepy mannequin and even creepier dolls, we feel completely comfortable.
12:30 a.m.
We see Nolan preaching on the monitors. A little later when the guys come back from the church they tell us they could hear footsteps. Apparently the spirits are churchgoers and have made it clear they do not like us being blasphemous in their church.
12:35 a.m.
Julie, Brigid and I head into the basement. We are hoping since it's a little later we will get some activity. Nothing, bummer.
1:15 a.m.
The guys from NOPS brought a doll and wrapped Christmas gift for Kristina. They start investigating in the playroom and immediately hear toys move on the shelves. Brigid and I see shadows by the post office again.
1:30 a.m.
After getting no response and thinking it may be better if a woman tries to communicate with Kristina, NOPS asks me to step in. Unfortunately nothing. Kristina hates me.
1:55 a.m.
Chris wants me to bring batteries to the church. I am apparently going alone. Not sure if it's nerves or if my stomach is cursing Burger Mania.
2:00 a.m.
Back in the church with Brigid and Mike, Chris wants to see if we can provoke the spirits again. Round two. Witchcraft-nothing. Paganism-nothing. Judaism-nothing.
2:25 a.m.
We asked for the spirits to make a noise and are startled by the bangs we hear coming from outside. This is good. Chris radios and tells us to wrap it up, we are getting out of there. Thinking Chris was the one who made the banging noises, I respond in the walkie "Nice one Chris". Back at headquarters we are told the bangs are gunshots. Quickest wrap-up EVER.
