One always imagines that haunted houses would be ancient buildings, but surprisingly that is not often the case.

Some years back, in the late seventies in London’s Hackney, the Borough Council was renovating its council house stock [social housing -fs], these were family homes built after W.W.II, and gave cheap housing to both the many British families, and the newcomers from other countries too.

It was a sunny summer day and I was looking forward to finishing work, when the boss called me over saying I had a visitor.

I did not recognise this man, who had a sense of urgency about him, in his painter and decorators overalls but he explained that one of these council houses just could not keep its tenants. No sooner were they settled in than they wanted to leave, claiming the place was haunted. The council took a dim view of this officially and normally listed some other reason.

He went on to explain that this particular house had new tenants every 3-4 months on average and the council called the man and his team in again each timer to decorate through. He exclaimed they knew this house well but all the men felt uneasy there and would I come and look at it.

I replied I would need a good reason to do so because as I was becoming well known for my expertise in the subject, the amount of sceptics attempting hoaxes were increasing and I then learned that the decorating team had been forbidden to talk of the house's problems, but they had gone through it quite thoroughly this time and had found under the wallpaper in one room a painted picture of the Goat of Mendes in an upturned pentacle, with Hebrew lettering. Despite strict instructions from the council to paint over this, the man had decided he wanted someone from outside to see it.

To save time on the journey back to the house the decorator, to his credit, did fill me in on the history of the house; just the usual toxic building syndrome of families breaking up, arguments and unhappiness, a cot death, and one family's aged father taking an overdose of sleeping tablets.

I suggested students before a party probably painted this thing and that perhaps it meant nothing but when we got to the room I discovered the picture was very well done and whoever did it had an extensive knowledge of demonology and primitive witchcraft. The picture, which was on a matt black wall, was very accurate.

The floorboards underneath the picture had a black tarry stuff sploshed onto a small area and we took a decorator's trowel scratching off a sectione. This had covered a protective pentacle drawn on the floor, with staining which looked very much like blood stains to us and with signs that three of the boards may have been pulled up a while ago.

I apologised to the decorator as I had thought up until that point it was likely to be a hoax - but the chilling feeling in that particular room meant I could be very wrong.

Then in marched a chap in a suit and tie Armed with a clipboard and hard hat saying, 'Who is he?'.

I gathered the decorators had been awrned told not to tell anyone of this and this foreman looked angry. I said I would wait outside until they made a decision on what they wanted me to do. A few minutes later I was asked in and sworn to secrecy before being told to just get on with it.

This was no place for any ordinary exorcism as there was every indication elemental forces had been invoked and would have to be dispersed very carefully. I explained that I would need the house keys in order for me to return later that evening with several other individuals in order to conduct a thorough analysis, prior to cleansing the property. I was angrily informed that this was impossible as only the foreman could have the keys and he thought I was a crackpot and believers in this stuff should be locked away.

We suggested that he be here to let us in and lock up afterwards and this he agreed to do.

So that night, following a ritual bathing, fasting and meditation, our group of three arrived to be let in by the foreman,

We pulled the boards up and as I shone the torch round apprehensively we quickly found several partly decayed bodies of small animals. I was concerned as statistically those who kill animals sometimes gravitate to harming children,

Relief must have shown on my face as we collected up the bodies into a black bag,

We also found a picture of Lucinda, sometimes known as Juno, or Diana the roman god of childbirth. This can also symbolise birth into the next world and it only added to my concern as to the use and purpose of the animal sacrifices.

As a rule the life force in animals is used to bring into this dimension some lower entity which can, through the protection of the pentacle, be projected onto an enemy. This procedure can also be utterly terrifying in the extreme with the sacrificial site further complicated by what appeared on the animal remains to be removed hearts and livers. The repulsive eating of these organs in front of the Goat picture is believed by some demonic schools to bolster spiritual powers and form an inner allying to a demonic beast.

A similar form of Necropophagy, or flesh eating and blood drinking, is seen in the Christian Mass, where a priest or magician turns the bread and wine into the body and blood of Christ before the communicants go on to consume it. This crime of Necropaphagy is the basis of all black magics.

The passage in Leviticus 53:2-5: 'Then God said take your only son Isaac, whom you love and go to the region of Moriah sacrifice him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains'.

That the Jews follow the Old Testament and had deep knowledge of the black arts is beyond doubt and the sacrifice of children is an escalation from that of animals. Each synagogue has a 'Genizah', or place for special books and this can be fully researched here and although extremely rare such occurrences are on record. So accepted was this that as little children we were taught that, 'God loved us so much he sacrificed his only Son for us'.

Jewish scholars tell us that Rothschild’s refusal to buy the release of the German Jews in WWII was a form of this Old Testament sacrifice.

However, this house needed all its doors and windows left open in the sunshine and scrubbing through with antiseptic and bleach in order to achieve what is known in these circles as “Terrafah,” the Greek/Yiddish word for spiritually clean.

While our team's devout Muslim Samnan, an expert on 'Jadooka', or Indian sorcery, and Semitics, said his prayers and blessings, we also left a small container of herbs smouldering in each of the corners and splashed lavender and tea tree oil at the picture and the entrance door.

Some days later I phoned the decorators to ask them if there had been any problems and he said there had not.

The relief for our team of three was palpable for we had expected from the sacrifices that the life force would be transmuted into another dimension, to bring in something unpleasant from the elemental kingdoms into this one and often a lingering essence can mean very bad vibrations left for some time.

We asked to be allowed back a few days later to observe but this was refused,

However, my supervisor at work said the decorator and his boss called about three weeks later and dropped off a large bottle of wine and an envelope containing £20.

I rang his office to thank him in the morning, only to be told, 'There must be a mistake, the council does not allow exorcisms on any of its properties'.

So that was it - a big build up to nothing happening and we were very relieved

Taken from the original notes of Samnan Hussein, Richard Colt and David Tyndall.

Copyright © 2006

Author T Stokes is also a lecturer and broadcaster in paranormal studies who welcomes feedback from readers.
His email address is: palmist@fsmail.net

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