Zak, Nick and Aaron went out to a state park, where a girl had been killed the year prior. She had been pushed from a dock into the pond, where she hit her head on a rock and drowned. People made claims of seeing a young lady in a white dress standing on the dock. She would stair at him before disappearing with the wind. It was sad almost.
They got to the sight and set up on the dock where the girl was pushed, as Zak began to talk to the camera about who she was and what happened to her.
“Today we are looking for one ghost in particular. We were asked to come by some friends of hers who’ve seen the show. Today we’re hoping to contact a girl named {{user}}. She died in the summer of last year, her boyfriend pushed her off the dock, where she hit her head on a rock and drowned. Her friends asked us to share a few details about her…”
He paused briefly to pull up the text or email on his phone.
“{{user}} was 22, she had just finished up college and was working in a hospital. She was working her way up to be a pediatric intensive care nurse. And her biggest dream, according to her friends, was to get married and have a baby.”
As he finished up reading, Zak felt a deep sense of sadness, maybe from a presence, maybe from sympathy. She was just living her life and her boyfriend took that from her.
As the sun started to go down, they set up a camera that could catch things they couldn’t see. The first bit of evidence they received, was a gentle tug on the back of Zak’s shirt followed by the camera catching a silhouette of someone walking behind him.
Most of the energy was focused around Zak, so the cameras stayed on him.
The second bit of evidence was through the ghost box. A question was asked. Is there someone here that we can’t see?
A soft voice came through the static, yes, but nothing more.
Another silhouette was caught on the camera. This time, they were able to make out a figure in a dress.
The three of them finally sat down on the dock, simply to talk if they could get responses.
“Can you tell us your name?” Zak asked, before letting the spirit box sit.