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Update September 2010, One of our newest researchers shares with us the following:

"I was a Security Officer then Supervisor there when I first came to Canada, and part of our duties was to patrol the "7th Aud". Prior to commencing a patrol of this area, you always checked your maglite because lighting up there consisted of the occasional light bulb every few hundred feet, (upstairs and downstairs). On this evening we did exactly that and both maglites were bright and fully operational. We then commenced our patrol, accessing the Aud from the residential area. As we were patrolling in pairs we only used one maglite, they were the large 6 battery flashlights that gave off plenty of light. Anyway, as we made our way towards the stage the officer who was with me's maglite turned off and wouldn't turn on again. I then took my maglite out of it's holder, tried to turn it on but it wouldn't work. We did think that this was strange that both sets of batteries would die at the same time, and made our way to the security control room to change them. When we opened up the flashlights to remove the batteries, they were stuck fast, in both flashlights! The next morning we took them to maintenance who drilled them out. The batteries were fused together! There are at least three other witnesses to this. I've never been able to explain what caused it"

He further shares.......

"New officers where put through an initiation where you took them to the 7th Aud and frightened the heck of them. Yup, it happened to me too. Anyway, on this occasion, one of the "seasoned" officers made his way to the 7th Aud to hide among the theatre seating. The plan was that once the supervisor, (who was in on it), brought the newbie through the area, the officer who was hiding would make all sorts of moans and groans through the megaphone he brought with him. Just as the supervisor and new officer where making their way to the 7th Aud, there was a panicked announcement over the radio, (by the officer hiding), to immediately vacate the area. A moment or two later the obviously frightened officer shot by the supervisor and new officer and ran to the security control room. Everyone assembled there and once he was calm, the officer explained that while he was hiding, he heard music similar to what he described as being played from a music box. Thinking that the supervisor had turned the tables on him, he stood up laughing, but that was short lived when he saw two "smokey forms" dancing on the stage. That was when he made the radio call and high-tailed it out of there.


This officer was a very proud, hard-as-nails individual who would never want to show any weakness if he could prevent it. To this day he swears by his story."