Ghost Stories in the Making

27 November
Thanksgiving in Scotland has passed. Shared a nice meal with some friends, both American and Scottish, in the palace. Of course we had to have some whiskey after dinner, to go with the selection of wine, fortified dinner wine and beers that we had been and were consuming. Good times. But don't let the amount of alcohol taint what is about to be told. Some of the folks weren't even drinking this evening.

There has been a lot more "unusual" activity in the house over the past week or so; since the students have departed to let the four of us live alone until the next group comes. I had the experience of going to my flat from the Dining hall to use the toilet. After leaving my flat, going through the Music room, back to the Dining Hall, I heard a conversation occurring, behind me, in the hall I just came from. I assumed it was Tim showing someone around or perhaps to retrieve a bottle of wine, but as I went back into the narrow hall, I see nothing, BUT, I hear the conversation occurring, behind me again; this time from the room which I just left. I walked BACK into the Music Room, and the conversation was still occurring, behind me--almost as if two men were have a heated discussion or perhaps an argument, however it was so muffled that I couldn't make out what was being said exactly. One final check of the sitting room in the flat, the narrow hall, the Music room and the George IV entrance demonstrated that there was NO ONE in the area. I ran back to the dining hall, and questioned the room and all the guests. Everyone in the house that night was present. Upon questioning them, everyone had been in there seats or in the room during the whole time I was hearing these voices....needless to say, I was a little unnerved for the rest of the evening.

Judy, one of the house guests, then proceeded to tell teh story of their evening the previous night. She said she heard someone in the women's toilet up in her area of the house, around midnight or half twelve. Considering that her and her husband were the only one's in that part of the house, and that the other three guests heard the story and stated they were not even close to that part of the house all night, leads to another strange occurrence.

But its not done yet. The following night, on Thanksgiving, there were 8 of us enjoying a turkey dinner in the Dining hall in front of a warm fire. Tim had ran down to the kitchen area, and upon approaching the "cage", where food is stored, saw the shadow of somebody walking around, as if they were IN the cage. When he approached the cage, there was nobody in it. There is no other door to the cage. The look on his face upon his return told everyone in the room that he had the scare of his life. He was a white as a ghost! That of course led to ghost stories that the guests had experienced during their lives, each person having a vivid memory of a little girl or an image in a bog or other sentiments and feelings that would make a ghost story writer green with envy. John and Mary then had shared that they were hearing voices in the house as of late as well. They both said that they distinctly heard somebody or something saying "hiya" to them while they were walking around the house. Throughout the course of the evening, the 8 of us, admittingly maybe a little on edge, continued to hear many noises--perhaps faint conversation or the sound of footsteps, for the rest of the night.