George Woods and Betty Greene painstakingly recorded direct voices on their tape recorder and made it their lifetime work to copy them for everyone who asked for it without ulterior financial motives. All the communications would have been of personal interest only, were it not that they have been recorded, first on wire or paper tapes, later on better quality tapes. Sidney George Woods sat with Leslie Flint from 1946 onwards. In 1953 he was joined by Mrs. Betty Greene who gave him invaluable assistance.

In 1956, the voice of Ellen Terry, a famous actress of the British stage, who died in 1928, came through and said to them:

Electronic voice phenomena (EVP) were first discovered by the Swedish artist Friedrich Jürgenson in 1959. Jürgenson was recording birdsong using a reel-to-reel tape recorder. When he replayed the tapes, he heard faint but intelligible voices in the background, even though there was no-one else in the vicinity when the recordings were made. By repeating the procedure, Jürgenson found that the voice recordings could be reliably replicated.

Taking their inspiration from Jürgenson's work, these phenomena were subsequently investigated by the German parapsychologist Hans Bender and by the Latvian psychologist Konstantin Raudive. Following the publication of Raudive's book on his research (Breakthrough, 1971) these phenomena are now often referred to as Raudive Voices.

The Following is an excerpt of an EVP of composer Chopin, recorded by George Woods and Betty Greene on Saturday, 19 December 1959. It is heard on "Raudive Voices":

True music, real music, great music, is something that is beyond your world, and springs from the spiritual aspect of man:the realization of the greatness and the oneness with God. Great music is something that is really born in the spirit and is reproduced, perhaps very badly, in your world.

The Yelping sound heard on "Ask The Horlo" is an actual recording of a ghost Dog. The following is the story told by the person who submitted the recording:

They were a darling retired couple, in their early 80's. They had recently been forced to put to sleep their aging pekinese, "Toy" (short for, believe it or not, Toyota). This dog had been like a child for my mother in law, Peggy. She groomed him incessantly and brushed his teeth every morning. Consequently, she took his loss very hard as did Arthur, my father in law. They went to the expense of having him laid to rest in a pet cemetary. Eventually they began to get over their grief.

Approx. 6 months after Toy's death, right around 10pm, they heard a dog barking (actually it was more like a yipping, common in the smaller dog breeds). Upon investigation, they discovered that the sound was generated directly above where Toy's bed was on the back porch. It was not long in duration and didn't seem to upset either of them. It seemed they had gotten more of a sense of peace from the experience, when my husband and I questioned them on it. The barking incident turned into be a regular occurrence at their home. It always seemed to occur just shortly after 10pm, which happened to be the time that they had always given Toy his treat, just before they retired for the night. They had numerous guests over as well as the minister of their church, all of which were treated to the dogs "communique". Many of those who witnessed this incident, went to great lengths to determine its source. All of them failed to generate any explanation other than it was Toy. They even tape recorded numerous sessions, which we retained a copy of.

This continued for several months. It began to wear on them both, but especially Peggy. The barking had begun to turn to more of a growling and snapping sound. Peggy relayed to us that she feared that Toy was becoming increasingly more "angry", as she described it. One evening, right around 10, she went to the refrigerator and as she opened it. She was hit be a large wind and a very loud, ferocious snarling. It was enough to make her recoil and slam the door shut. She broke into tears and verbally spoke as if the dog were alive in front of her. She tried to explain to him that they had put him to sleep to alieviate the pain that he was suffering from. She continued and told him that she and Arthur loved him and would see him on the other side, but that he didn't live her anymore.

The "ghostly doggie sounds" ceased that very night. They never heard again from their beloved little dog. Several years past and they were given a darling little pomeranian. This pooch expressed one little oddity. Frequently, around 10pm he would stand in the kitchen, facing the back porch and he would growl and carry on, as if he had seen a ghost.

Madame Delphine Lalurie was beautiful and rich. She Lived with her husband, a physician, in the French Quarter in New Orleans. She built herself a gorgeous townhouse there in 1832. Although she seemed to be charming and sweet it was rumored that she and her husband were cruel to their slaves. A young girl trying to escape was cornered on the roof, Madame Lalurie whipped her mercilessly, the poor child leapt to her death. Finally the cook had all she could take and set the kitchen on fire. The fire spread qiucky and the fire brigade arrived and controlled the blaze.

While inspecting the mansion, the firemen discovered an attic room sealed by a heavily barred door. Upon forcing it open they were immediately engulfed by the stench of death. The firemen vomited in revoltion from the ghastly horror they

At the end of "Last Rites" a recording is heard of a faint voice saying "I saved your soul". The voice is the dead husband of the widow in the following story told by PRSNE member Mike Roberge:

This was the very first case I've ever investigated, what an indoctrination! To briefly discuss the background of this case, Sandy is a fairly wealthy 80 year old widow who lives in a small house situated on a very large lot of land in an old town in central Connecticut. She was raised and avid Catholic and through the years has become an extremely religious woman who has lived by the ways of the bible. Her husband, Harold died on a hospital bed inside the house in early 1994 and since then, Sandy has lived by herself and occasionally goes to visit her sisters in a nearby town. What started the events that changed her life is still a mystery. There are rumors concerning her being prompted to attempt a psychomanthium after her husbands death but these rumors cannot be confirmed. Regardless of how events started, they escalated quite quickly, to the point where she was being physically, mentally, and sexually attacked. Before investigators actually got involved, she had been in contact with Ed Warren, who assessed her situation and decided to send in investigative teams to document the activity that was occurring. Over the course of a year and a half, two dozen or so investigators have repeatedly spent many overnight investigations at Sandy's house and as far as I am aware, the problem has still not been satisfactorily resolved.

My first overnight investigation was spent in this house, in June of 1996, with demonologist John Zaffis, it would not be my last. Aside from the standard ghost lights, there were many forms of shadow ghosts moving throughout the house, but worse yet was the intense feeling of dread that filled the air of the house. When we first entered Sandy's home, the air was so heavy, it seemed hard to move. Sandy had gone to stay at her sisters house during this investigation, relieved to be away from the house. We decided to hold up in Sandy's bedroom, where much of the negative activity takes place. She had been sexually attacked in her bed after feeling the bed indent next to her as if someone had just laid down next to her, she looked over, no one was there, then the attack began. John laid on her bed and I came to rest on her husbands hospital bed, tape recorder and camera in hand. Almost immediately we began to see ghost lights near the ceiling above John's head and after about twenty minutes I was "punched" in the stomach hard enough to cause my tape recorder which was on it to jump. Besides the physical touches and jabs, the overwhelming feeling of terror was very thick. That night, very little activity occurred other than the ghost lights, shadow ghosts and few physical jabs.

This evil spirit that occupied the house was not alone, Sandy's husband was also there but seemed confined to one room (possibly because of the incubus that was there). There was also another man who, the sensitives believed, remained in the cellar. We believe he had committed some kind of sin in the cellar, such as adultery, and for some unknown reason, remained in the house ever since. The main, harmful entity in the house was the incubus. It did not like men being present in the house but even worse was that previous female investigators that had stayed in the house were subjected to much more serious physical attacks. On several occasions prior to John and I becoming involved, these women, who also took turns laying on the hospital bed, found their legs being shaken beyond their control or sometimes their whole lower body being shaken as if something were bouncing up and down on their thighs. This spirit was playing hardball with both Sandy and any investigator that walked through the door. It didn't stop there either. On a few occasions, on my drive back to Rhode Island, I've had my legs attacked (pinched, grabbed, squeezed etc.) all the way back.

As time went on, more and more investigations began to take place, becoming almost a weekly event. Many investigators had taken pictures, video and audio recordings covering several hundred hours and numerous photos revealed psychic events and many unexplained audible sounds. John, myself and three other female investigators returned to Sandy's house several weeks after our initial visit. That's when all hell broke loose. Everyone, by this point, was being physically attacked. The women were getting their hair pulled, legs pinched and private areas touched as if to challenge us. Stress levels were beginning to grow and we all could feel a growing sensation of evil as people started throwing more energy into the air. All five of us were now sitting in Sandy's bedroom when all of a sudden John just lurched from the bed, startling everyone in the room, he had been grabbed from around the waist by unseen arms. In the course of the chaos, someone snapped a picture and caught John in mid-air (very amusing picture, after the fact of course). John ran into the hallway to turn the light on and as he did so, the light lit up three times the normal brightness then went dark. It had blown out. After a brief break outside, we all returned to various locations of the house. Two of the female investigators and myself decided to spend some time in one of the unused upstairs bedrooms. We all began seeing red ghost light start manifesting in the open closet. As these ghost lights got brighter and more densely grouped, a clear devilish face began to appear. The three of us saw this face, which now encompassed the entire closet doorway, then while sprinkling holy water, we commanded it to leave. It did, closely followed by the ruckus sounds from the remaining investigators in Sandy's bedroom. It had moved downstairs. After an hour or so of fighting to temporarily rid us of its presence, it left. As did we, by this time it was five in the morning and knowing it would be dawn soon and therefore the spirit would be gone until dusk, we agreed to call it a night.

After the course of that night, and now realizing this evil spirit was getting very dangerous, it was decided to attempt to rid Sandy of its presence. About one month after the last overnight investigation ended, a local priest was called into the house to perform a blessing of both the dwelling and Sandy. Father Bishop did perform the blessing and all was quiet in the house... until after everyone left. Then the incubus came back with a vengeance. It did not like what was attempted in the house and certainly made its disapproval known to Sandy. She spent the next several nights sleeping in the bath tub, the only place where the spirit would not attack her. A week or so later it was decided to again try to get rid of the spirit. This time, in the presence of a Japanese camera crew and Sandy, Ed and Loarraine Warren, Tony Spera and I performed a suffimunigation in her house. Suffimunigation is a religious cleansing process using Holy incense, beeswax candles, and prayers. This took about an hour and after completing the rites, Sandy had no further attacks occur.

It is now a month after the suffimunigation and still no sign of the evil spirit, until one night when she was awakened at three in the morning by unseen hands under her shirt. Once again it had returned. This was proving to be a very strong and defiant spirit. Shortly after the unsuccessful suffimunigation, I left the group I was currently with and began setting up my own center. I have not been to Sandy's house since that last event but have received reports of her status on occasion, and as far as I have been able to determine, Sandy is still experiencing phenomena though not as severe as she had previously.

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