HAND OF DOLPH

From the eyes I saw nothing but darkness. The cold air rattled me with its cool touch as it swooped in from the doorway. Trying my hardest to lay back to sleep, I could not. Upon deciding to get up from the bed and take a small walk around my home, I began to wonder if I was having an unusual event in my own home. True, I did have my skepticism on the matter of ghosts or spirits. Whichever you prefer to call them. I did hesitate to do a full search of my home because of my thoughts telling me of a burglar in the home. Once that thought entered my mind, I immediately grabbed my sword and walked slowly through my home.

Upon finding nothing inside the home. I took a big exhale and walked back to bed. Few hours later I wake up to the same sight of darkness and the cold air had returned. Now, I wonder if someone really is inside my home. I hear sounds of footsteps coming from the kitchen area. I jumped up and ran toward the kitchen. While I entered it, no one was inside the kitchen. Wiping my head from this strange occurrence, I had no answers to give to these kinds of questions. I started to have a low level of panic inside of my body and rushed back to the bedroom. I later went back to sleep.

I woke up the following morning to the sense of someone in my home. I decided to get dressed and I walked into the front room of the home and I saw no one. But, I could swear I heard someone in the home beside myself and I could hear their voice. It sounded like a elderly woman’s voice talking as if she wasn’t the only one in the room.

After doing my labor, I returned home and prepared for bed. Though, this time when I entered the home, I saw the elderly woman standing in the hallway, looking towards the kitchen. I called out to her and she didn’t make the slightest move. I called to her again and she slowly inched her way toward my sight. She stared at me with cold eyes and I stared back. She gave me a nod and walked down the hall and evaporated in thin air. From that moment on, I knew I wasn’t alone in the home and my skepticism had disappeared from my mind as I had witnessed a ghost firsthand.

After witnessing the woman, I began trying to contact her spirit, so I could understand why she would be in the home and not on the Other Side as they like to call it. After a few attempts of practicing with the Ouija Board, I came into contact with the woman. She told me her name was Margaret and she was a former resident of the home during the late 18th Century. I asked her why she was still in the home and she responded by saying that the Endless Ones had kept her here due to her sacrifice of saving her own lover from being murdered by another spirit that once dwelled inside this very home.

Week after week and day after day, I continued to have conversations with Margaret and discussed possible ways to help her leave this realm. She told me that there would be possible ways to help her go into the Other Side, but I would need the tools necessary to accomplish the task. The first tool she told me was knowledge of both this world and the other and how they work and co-exist among each other. The second tool would be faith that I would come out of it alive myself and not lost in time space as a spirit wandering the earth looking for a way out.

Upon the coming months, I immediately dove my head into many books, accounts, and historical records that contained details of the Other Side to demonology to the Occult and to faith and how it works when facing these kinds of odds. After about four months, I came to the sense that I would be ready to help Margaret enter the Other Side.

One night on sixth day, I sat by myself and began inciting a ritual that would help me conjure up Margaret and send her into the Other Side. While saying the ritual I seen Margaret standing in front of me and as I looked up toward her, I noticed a very dark shadow behind her. I felt the same cold air as before when my eyes gazed upon it.

 From the shadow I could tell it was indeed the same darkness that I saw before. Margaret couldn’t say anything, but I could tell that she was in fear and I didn’t have a clue how to protect her from that dark shadow. But, from her eyes I could tell that she knew what the dark shadow was, and she was very still not to move away from it or it could’ve possibly snatched her deeper into the abyss.

From that night on, I continued to study and do a plethora of research to help save her from this house and the dark shadow. Upon doing my due diligence, I uncovered that the land of which the home is built over was once used as a place where the occult would come and perform rituals and sacrifices to a being called The Unheard-Of. Their rituals and sacrifices would first bring out the Endless Ones, which is what Margaret had told me about. After the Endless Ones come and go, they deliver the prayers of the worshippers of The Unheard-Of in hopes of him giving them their prayers and answering them in any part of their lives.

After studying and reading about the Endless Ones and The Unheard-Of, I finally managed to prepare myself physically and spiritually to perform the session. During that night, I managed to conjure up Margaret again and she appeared before me. She appeared and had a small smile on her face. As I continued the session, I once again felt the cold air touch my face and the darkness appeared in my sights. This time it stood directly in front of me. The fears and doubts of failing had started to overcome me due to the shadow in my presence. I could hear Margaret’s voice, telling me to fight the shadow with my faith and understanding. I gained my strength and continued to session while the shadow stood there. Eventually, the shadow disappeared, and I witnessed Margaret glow a bright white, a white unlike anything I’ve seen on this earth. The light emitted from her and she slowly ascended and vanished. Afterwards, I could only feel peace and security, knowing that she is no longer trapped and has moved over onto the Other Side.

To this day, I can still remember that incident and I’ve also heard countless stories and accounts of others having the same incidents in their own lives. It’s been about ten years since the incident and I’ve learned quite a lot in between those ten years concerning the Other Side, the Endless Ones, and The Unheard-Of. Though, my story isn’t the only one that must be told to the world.

I am only known to the people of this world and the elect few as Dolph and I have just presented to you the story of how I became a helping hand in saving a trapped spirit from the darkness that dwells in this world and beyond.