… but it did tonight.
I just got off the phone with Ron and his wife, Ashley. Ron is the person I talked about in another post who accepted my friend request on Facebook. I made the request based on the 405 “mutual friends” we had, and nothing more. After he accepted I realized that the town he and his family lives in has the same name as the one given to me by both Fiona last year, and Tonja Tate a week ago.
It doesn’t stop there. It turns out that we know a couple of the same people. One of them had a personal experience with Harold that freaks him out to this day!
They lived in a house that sounded eerily similar to the one that Tonja saw in a dream she had in which she saw Harold the Doll. They moved out of six months after moving into it. (I’m not saying that it is the same house Tonja saw in her dream. More research has to be done on that.)
It doesn’t stop there, either.
I honestly hate to do this to you, but I can’t say much more right now. One of the reasons is that there’s a lot of research I need to do based on my conversation with them.
I do want to say, for the record, that when Ron called I followed my usual protocol. I asked Ron and his wife to tell me about their experiences in the house, then I asked them to describe the house.
I asked them what they knew about the history of the town they live in. Based on what they told me I began seeing eerie connections between the town, it’s history and what I’ve learned so far regarding the lives of the souls imprisoned in the doll.
As we talked, I learned that the last name of one of Ron’s grandfathers is the same as the last name of the “children” whom I believe are imprisoned in the doll. Whether they are actually related or not is something I’m going to have to do research to find out.
They also told me that they believe that there was a “maternal” presence that protected them from the evil that was present in the house they lived in for only six months. I’ve long maintained that there’s a “maternal” spirit that wants me to free the children imprisoned in the doll. The same one that comforted Vincent during his ordeal; who revealed to him the name of the demon who really owns the doll, and is now guiding me in my own efforts to end what’s going on.
As our conversation drew to an end, Ron, Ashley and I all agreed that there are too many “coincidences” for any of this to be merely happenchance – starting with my friend request today.