Ghost hunting in Maine

Last weekend when we were away for our anniversary, we decided to do some ghost hunting. The Captain Lord is rumored to be haunted by Phoebe Lord, widow of the inn’s namesake. Her ghost is said to be seen walking through the Lincoln room as well as on the stairs to the cupola. Those stairs were right next to our room.

The cupola has always scared the bejesus out of me. I blame my parents. Years ago when they stayed at the Inn, they brought home this book for me to read.

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Sickos. That’s the Captain Lord and the book was photographed there, and they thought it would be neat for me to read the book and see some photos of their favorite weekend getaway spot.

Here’s the book’s description:

Only a very brave little girl could do what Chrissy does. Unafraid, she enters the house on the hill when she hears a faint call from within. It’s the voice of a lonely, abandoned doll – a ghost doll. An eerie adventure awaits her in this haunted house. And though she thinks of running out more than once, she doesn’t. Instead, courageous Chrissy reaches out to the lonely ghost doll. And at the end of the story she finds a happy surprise – as will every young reader. (from here)

I was about the same age as Chrissy when this book was given to me, and I did not find a happy surprise. I found creepy pictures like this

And this one… in the cupola

(pics from here)

Weird that I would be scared of the cupola, right? And dolls, for that matter…

Back to real life. On Friday, Erm announced that we were going to go ghost hunting that night. We were originally going to set the alarm for 3am, otherwise known as “dead time”, but we decided to just jump on in when we got back from dinner and the bad lounge singer. We were all liquid couraged up and ready to go!

I decided to let Erm go first, in case we bumped into Phoebe.

He went up a few stairs and then I declared that I was too scared to go through with the mission. After some coaxing, I decided to follow him up a bit, and that’s when we heard footsteps above us. It was 11:30ish and we were the only people moving on the third floor. Nobody in the cupola… but someone was walking around up there. I tried to get some pictures for evidence.

Obviously, the wrong person had the camera.

We peeked our heads up into the top where we heard the walking and we didn’t see anything. I wanted to hang out up there and see if we heard anything else. Erm wanted to go downstairs and get a brownie.

I followed him down the stairs and shut the door to the cupola and got myself a brownie, too. When we came back upstairs, we were greeted by this:

The door that I had closed was open again. It was enough to stop us and our brownies dead in our tracks. But not for long. Erm went back in our room, and I went half into our room… I had my head peeked out into the hallway and was trying to communicate with the ghost.

• Me: (in a crazy whisper) Spirit, if you were the one that opened that door, would you open or close it a bit more, please?
• Erm: (from the room) What are you doing?
• Me: I’m communicating with the ghost.
• Erm: Get in here. People are sleeping.
• Me: (back into the hallway) WE MEAN YOU NO HARM
• Erm: That’s it, seriously. Back in the room.

Not sure why I started talking to the ghost as I would talk to an alien. While Erm brushed his teeth and got ready for bed, I sat on the bed and thought about our adventure and nibbled on our brownie and then someone started dragging a chair around the cupola above my head. Note: there is no furniture in the cupola, and there was still nobody up there. Erm came out and said “what was that noise?” and I told him I thought we pissed it off. I kept peeking out into the hallway to see if the door was closed, but it wasn’t.

It took me a LONG time to fall asleep, but the ghost hunting was super fun. I don’t know if there’s actually a ghost, or if it was wind + our imaginations + too much wine, but next time we stay there, we’re heading back up to the cupola. And Erm’s taking the pictures.