Not for the feint hearted!!

I am not usually one to be concerned over nothing which is why the following tale should not be treated lightly. I also lived in a haunted pub for three and half years and despite the strange happenings going on there was never terrified in the way that I was on Friday night!!!

To set the scene........I was at my first GogoGetaway, thrilled and excited to meet old friends and new and nothing in my head other than layouts and new stash and the hope of winning spare class kits!!!

I went to bed quite late - about 12ish and although I didn't get off to sleep straight away due to the noise from a party and people smoking and chatting in the nearby fire exit, the bed was comfy and I was fine and cosy!

I had a hideous dream, I was in a room and one by one the other occupants disappeared and I knew had been horribly murdered. I couldn't move, I was paralyzed with fear and knew I would be next.  As my turn came to be taken away I was aware that I felt suddenly freezing cold and thought about getting an extra blanket from the wardrobe. I then heard, or screamed,  or dreamt I screamed a name and woke up instantly.
I was absolutely terrified!! I put the light on and lay in bed with my heart pounding in my chest! I realised that I was no longer freezing cold but a normal temperature.  It was about 3.30am. After about ten minutes I had to leave the light on whilst I tried to go back to sleep.

The following morning when I told the other girls they scoffed at me somewhat, and asked me if had known that a Paranormal Group had stayed at the Hotel the previous night?
No!

That night when I went to bed I googled the name that I had heard  - Mary Kelly - and was very shocked to find that she had been murdered in a very brutal way in 1888 and was in fact Jack the Rippers last victim!!! I did not know this but it fitted with all that had happened in my dream!! I had never heard this name before though and don't know anything about her.

How spooky is that?

Now I don't know why Mary Kelly would be in Cheshunt of all places - a bit of a long way away from Whitechapel where she met her brutal end, but then I don't know about these things! Maybe the paranormal group were meddling in those other realms and she was inadvertantly caught up in the spiritual summons? Who knows - all I know is that it freaked the hell out of me and I know the bits that I dreamt and the bits I didn't, and I have never been so scared in all my life!!

Theobalds Park where we stayed is well known to Ghost Hunters, and it was nearly Halloween, but I have no idea why this happened. The following day I spooked myself when I went to my car and thought someone was sat in it in the dark as I had left the seat forward when I unloaded the previous day - it was dark and I ran back indoors giggling at myself but spooked nonetheless!!

How was your Hallows Eve???
Night night!
xx