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While we were there, some of our more sensitive members picked up a man hurrying from one of the guest rooms, going downstairs to the location where the post office would have been (through the conference dining room,) to the lakeside door which would have exited out to the train station and back again. Solid black things that looked like coattails and "human shapes" as well as solid white ribbons and semi-transparent mists were all seem by members of our crew. The sounds of things banging and making other sounds were heard which goes with previous reports of footsteps in "empty" hallways and moving up and down the stairways which have been reported long before our visit.

Staffer Tamara while sitting after dinner in the lounge noticed someone peeking around the kitchen door at her. Looking up, the (again, very solid,) shape of a human head (Tamara noted it was at the right height too,) moved slowly and methodically out of view and back behind the door. Of course, no one was in the kitchen at the time (someone playing a joke or even just spying would have had a VERY difficult time to move away unnoticed and without making sound,) and this shape had even managed to block out the lights reflecting off various things and when it moved, the lights that could be seen returned to normal.

Earlier, director of GHRS, Matthew Didier has been talking to assistant director Lynda Quirino while she settled her belongings into her room. He stayed outside her door watching her unpack through the opening created as the door was partially open. He moved back into his room across the hall then ventured back to continue the conversation. He noted that she had apparently put on a green cardigan and was in the process of adjusting her bed with her back to him. He started talking to her, opened the door completely to enter the room and found it empty upon walking in.

"That's creepy" he said which (thankfully,) Lynda, who was in the washroom next to her room overheard.

Toward 1:30am, Matthew was intrigued as he watched what he later described (with a lot of help,) as a human form (described as being like the predator in the movie of the same name in "stealth mode",) moving from place to place in the conference dining room. Unsure if it was just him or a trick of the lights, he had Tamara Zyganiuk, Jennifer and Lynda (the last of the group present,) come and see it. They all saw the shape and noted it was definitely three dimensional, human shaped and about ten feet away from the back wall.

After looking a little like four chicken impersonators bobbing their heads back and forth to see the dimensions of this thing, it seemed to move around a little and just as it had for Tamara in the kitchen, a reflection of light of a far doorknob would again brightly shine into the room in which they were seated and if it was in front of the this light source, no shine would be detected.

Matthew took a laser pointer and the "shape" definitely affected the beam. It was impeding it's ability to shine brightly on the far wall and when movement had been detected, the beam shined brightly against the wall where it had last failed to do so on the last test. The consensus was that it really did not seem to like the beam as it moved very rapidly after it's use.

Matthew found himself in an interesting place when he had to tell the Tamara Zyganiuk not to "fixate" on the shape as it didn't seem to be going anywhere and would be there for a while. It's rare to be able to say "don't worry about the ghost, it'll be there next time." The shape did for all intents and purposes stay within a fifteen feet area for a good forty-five minutes. When it did move, the results were bordering on the spectacular.

At about 2:30am, Matthew, now sitting with his back to the small dining area, noted the smell of cheap perfume. This was followed by a dramatic drop in temperature (in a room that had been "too warm" thanks to an airtight wood stove located in it,) and an overwhelming smell of what was deduced to be lavender talc. This cold and the accompanying smell lasted a good thirty minutes.