Saturday 28th September
We started our night off as per a usual tour, meeting our guests downstairs and guiding them through the building.
As we were all about to walk off to our first location, both Adam and I heard a female voice that seemed to come from the second floor where no one was present. I thought to myself “it’s started early, it’s going to be a good night”.
We separated into groups, and I took my first group into the residence for a Ouija board session. Nothing was really happening so we decided to do a ghost box session instead. We were asking questions when we started getting direct responses. I asked how many people were in the room and the answer was “Seven”, which was correct, I asked how many females were in the room, and we heard from the ghost box and answer “Five”, which was also correct. I then asked the same questions over again and got the same answers. We asked “are you happy here?” and got the response “I’m trapped”. Also while doing a ghost box session we continued to hear little knocks in the kitchen area.
After the Residence we went into the Dressing room and did an experiment doing a meditation while starring into a mirror. I have never done this experiment before but it was definitely a scary experience. I saw my face change shapes, and the more I sat still, staring into the mirror, the more I could see my face moving as if it was trying to change but I was not moving.
One of our guests next to me saw what she thought was a black curtain moving across the back of her, but when she turned around there was no curtain, only mirrors and a wall.
I took 2 guests outside to try an experiment by doing an EVP session near the Georges River, to see what we could capture, if anything. We started the Ghost Box session and for the first 5 minutes, we didn’t really have responses, until the gentleman started asking questions, and then the responses began.
After 15 minutes we all decided to go back inside to review the footage. I put the EVP recorder in my pocket and started to walk off when I felt as if something had kicked me in my side.
Upon reviewing the footage we had some direct answers to questions. I asked the question “What is my name” and there was a direct response “Sascha”. Five seconds after that you can hear another voice saying “Hey”.
Peet came over the review this and pointed out that the Voice saying “Sascha” and “Hey” sounds exactly like Adam (my husband). On our EVP recorder we also captured the second where I got kicked. You can hear me walk off and then a brush of wind and a thumb, then half second later you can hear my reaction to being kicked in the leg.
Another great night at the Casula Powerhouse.
APPI had a very interesting tour on Saturday night, at the Casula Powerhouse Arts Centre. It’s strange, one month we’ll get nothing – maybe someone will feel like somebody whispered something in their ear, or maybe the equipment will be particularly active – and then the next month, things get REAL.
Our tour started as normal. Nic and I went down to the foyer, after assisting with the set up in the theatre, to greet our guests. Unbeknownst to us, Adam and Glen had decided to provoke a little in the theatre. Adam had “met” our resident theatre ghost before (and nicknamed him Crispy), and he mentioned to me earlier on that he felt like ‘Crispy’ was around that night.
Our tour commenced, and we had just begun the outside part of the tour, when Sascha discretely approached us, asking if Nic could please go and talk to Glen. I had no idea what was going on, but continued the tour as Nic went over to Glen.
Nic eventually caught up, and as we were walking, explained to me that Glen was feeling ‘effected’. He seemed to be harbouring a deep anger for Nic. She told me that when she touched him, in an effort to ‘ground’ him, he was so tense he was vibrating.
We thought it was over. We were wrong.
Our tour continued, and eventually, as we do with all tours, we ended up in the theatre. We put on the videos that our guests watch, and Nic and I sat down and discussed the events with each other, in whispered voices of course. Every now and then I would glance over at Glen, and he seemed to be frozen in place. One time he was looking back at me. As I watched, he smirked at me, in quite an unpleasant way.
I discussed this with Nic, who discretely made her way to Darrin (who we like to call Mr Big Guns because of his muscles). She asked Darrin to go down and stand with Glen – there was just something about him we didn’t like.
The videos finished, and Nic and I continued the final leg of our tour. As we were talking, there was an extremely loud ‘BANG’ which seemed to come from the gangplanks above us. Immediately Glen and Darrin went out the back of the theatre to investigate. Darrin later told us that once we were out of the theatre, Glen was fine. Talking about the noise, looking for its source etc. They returned to the theatre, and the second they did, Glen’s strange behaviour resumed.
The tour concluded, and it was time for the guests to begin their treasure hunt. I walked over to Glen, and saw he had a very strange expression on his face. I leaned towards him, and it appeared his eyes were going to pop out of his head. I immediately felt like I was in danger, and backed away.
After a quick consultation, we decided that Adam and Darrin should try and get Glen out of the theatre, as quickly and quietly as possible. Ha.
They both took one of his arms each, and suddenly Glen started struggling against them. Glen isn’t a small man, but he’s nothing compared to the combined strength of Darrin and Adam, and yet they struggled immensely, getting him out of there. Glen growled and hissed the entire way out, and once out on the first floor corridor, he collapsed to the ground and begin dry retching.
I found them outside of the building, and gave Glen a piece of cake and orange juice, in an attempt to ground him and bring him back. One of our guests also came out and said some prayers over him. I’m not sure if it was the food and drink, the prayers, or just being out of the vicinity, but Glen eventually did return, and although a bit shaken, was no worse for wear.
In Glen’s words, written the day after the tour:
“After 10hrs of sleep and cleansing I still feel exhausted, but I have been writing every thing i can remember. I feel he was on the property when CPAC (Casula Powerhouse Arts Centre) was built and made himself known to workers. Fire was the cause of death or the injuries from it cause - right now my lungs are still burning. It was brought up a while ago that it could be a possible elemental but it's not the case he was just a nasty in life and has continued to be.
The woman aspect is interesting the ones on tours he doesn't care for, its the ones he knows he wants to destroy, to me I honestly felt Nic had betrayed me in some way and had to pay.
I don't remember the bangs in the theatre, but the rage leading up to it… I wanted to throw something at a wall or knock over a cupboard or stack of chairs in frustration.”
We held a ghost tour, as well as a paranormal investigation, at the Casula Powerhouse on June 15th, 2013. During the tour and investigation we had a lot of activity, ranging from hearing footsteps, hearing voices on the ghost box, and seeing flashes of light.
We were on the second floor and could hear footsteps going up and down the stairs for around 2 minutes. When the boys ran up to investigate, there was no one there. After the tour participants had left for the night, I was on level 1 chatting with a fellow paranormal investigator, saying how I kept seeing flashes of light out of the corner of my eye on level 2 and 3. Naturally I was hoping he wouldn’t think I was completely nuts, but to my surprise he said he was seeing the same thing. Seconds later we heard a groan that echoed across the foyer, and that went for around 5 seconds.
After we heard the groan, we headed into the theatre. About 10 minutes later our talented cameraman Darrin came in and asked us to have a look at what he had captured. He had left his digital camera shooting with no one around, and his camera picked up a white flash of light going past the camera. The energy in the Casula powerhouse was incredible this night. Definately looking forward to our next investigation.
- Sascha, Case Manager / Assistant Tour Guide
This drawing is my interpretation of the spirit of a man who likes to inhabit the theatre of Casula Powerhouse (I have nicknamed him “Crispy”).
He has shown himself to a couple of people, some of them being our Crew. He has used me/spoken through me on a few occasions, to communicate his disdain for people being in ‘his area’.
This is how he shows himself to me. I see him as a burns victim, but he also looks to be dressed in a hooded robe.
I get the impression that he is more connected with the land than the building itself. There have been times when a voice has been heard, screaming “GET OUT”. There has also been an incident with the Ghosts of Oz radio station team, when one member was lifted up and thrown down the stairs, on top of another member.
This ‘spirit’ is the strongest energy in the theatre, sometimes suppressing all others.
Technical Manager (Experimental)