This story takes place in a much bigger town, St. Louis, MO. My fiance and I moved their with his father in 2012. I was 19 years old.
There are so many cool things to explore and discover in St. Louis, but we all decided to take a tour of a haunted mansion called Lemp Mansion. My soon to be father-in-law wanted to do something scary for his birthday, being his birthday is in October.
You would think that what happened to me in my earlier years in life would scare me away from anything supernatural. But it didn't, it made me more curious. But what happened at the Mansion scared me straight so to speak. Everyone who was in attendance was my fiance, his father, his grandmother and his two stepsisters. And myself.
As soon as the tour started, Corey and his father began falling behind the tour group purposely, so they could take pictures of each room (we were not allowed video or audio, only photographs). And his grandmother and the girls were staying with the group. I was trying to be the link that connected my fiance and his father with the tour group because I didn't want them to get into trouble. So I ended up alone a lot. Well there are a lot of stories on the house and I won't explain all of it because you can look it up and learn much more than I can tell you. But for the most part every member of the Lemp family committed suicide.
When we all went up to the highest level of the home, I felt strange like I was not supposed to be their. Well we all went into this room and did "dark room" time. We turned off the lights and began asking questions. As we were doing that I heard something in the hallway and no one was out there (not my fiance or his father) and it was getting closer and closer to the room we were in. At this same time other people in the room said they were seeing shadows but I couldn't see a thing it was so dark.
After that the tour went back downstairs. My fiance and his father stayed behind I kept telling them they were going to get us thrown out, but they didn't listen. So I decided to do some exploring of my own. As I went to go down the stairs I hesitated for a minute, remembering the feeling I got as I came up. And then something pushed me. I would have fallen but I grabbed the handrail. Then I ran down the stairs.
The next thing I did would most definitely have gotten us kicked out if I were caught. I was going to go into the basement by myself (and no one was allowed down there). It was pitch black and I had no light, that was the first thing that stopped me, the second was almost an inner voice warning me not to go down there, so I didn't. I snapped a picture and left.
I then went into the kitchen area and began looking at pictures on the wall, and as I was turning to get a better look at a photo, I felt someone tug on my shirt and my purse. It felt like something a little girl would do. I actually expected to turn around and see my fiance's little sister. But no one was there. I yelled to the tour guide that something just grabbed me, and she said "Yep happens all the time."
That night when we went home we reviewed the pictures we took, and what I saw seriously disturbed me. The one and only picture I took was at the top of the basement. In the picture was an ugly demonic looking face within the shadows of the basement. My fiance and his father also took a picture of a room with a huge beautiful mirror in it and within the mirror stood a little girl in period clothing. I'm not sure whether the mirror caused matrixing, or the same with the shadowy picture I took. All I know is I sensed something very dark there.
I was so afraid that something had followed us home from the Mansion. And every time I looked at those pictures it made it worse so I deleted mine. I'm not sure if my father-in-law still has his. He very well may, I'll check with him on that. But ever since then I do not want to go ghost hunting or look for any type of spirits at all. It was that feeling I got from the basement. And that damned scary face.
I later found out that the basement was indeed a very bad place, one of the Lemp son's held a brothel down there and it also leads to underground tunnels, that leads to the Lemp Brewery. It is said that the tunnels go through sacred Native American land. Well I hope you enjoyed the story!
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