Is that an EVP in your pants, or are you just happy to scare the everliving shit out of me?

So, this will likely end my string of urban/haunted exploration posts. I might have one more story in me, but after this trip, my camera went out of commission for a while, and then life crept up and took away all my time.

A couple weeks after checking out the graveyard in Eastern Bumblefuck, we wound up going back there. We were supposed to check out another location, but after a night of driving, the person that was supposed to be familiar with the area, came to the conclusion that he had no idea where it was. We were in, or near Clay county, and was not looking forward to a wasted night, so we decided to revisit the graveyard. 

Now, normally when we go out, we make a point not to mess with anything. The reasons differ from person to person and place to place, but they can range from the legal to the superstitious. One guy in the group, however decided that he should move the collapsed wooden structure off the slate below. I assure you that he did have good intentions, only wanting to clear off the grave. 

That's about it, for that night. We stuck around for a bit longer, but nothing of note happened.

The next day, I went through my photos, and one of the other guys went through the audio. He worked at the radio station, so he had access to much better equipment than I did. We met up to see if the other had found anything, and he said he had two clips that he wanted me to hear.

Track 1

5.54-secondtrack

Track 2

9.04-secondtrack

Now, let me say that I could/can hear something in these, but I've been told--namely by my roommate at the time--that others can't make anything out. Despite my hearing of  *something*, I had put it under the "hmmmm....Interesting." file, because there's still context to consider. Is it really wind or leaves? Was someone talking? Am I only hearing what the voices in my head want me to hear? It wasn't until later that day, when I met up with the rest of the Scooby Gang that I really went "What the fuck?!?!?!"

You see, my roommate at the time had brought along his little sister because his family lives close to the campus, and she was interested in our adventures. When I sat down with them (None of whom had heard what was on my U3.) and said, "I have the photos and audio from last night." Most of them were real exited to see if anything was caught. My roommate's sister however simply said, "That man didn't like us very much." I immediately look over, "What did you say?" "The angry man last night. He didn't want us there." My roommate said not to worry about her, "She was doing this all night." I plug my U3 into someone's laptop, and say, "I think you might want have a look at this." Her only response, ".....But the woman was nice."

Now, I don't know about you, but what *I* hear on the first recording is a male's voice saying, "Get out." The second one is harder to tell. I've heard some people say they hear "Help me". And some people say it sounds like, "Penelope". I talked to this girl more about what she saw, and she said that there was a tall man in a suit yelling at us, and a woman in a white dress that was at the wooden structure. She "seemed sad, but nice".

Now I can't stand here and say that I have evidence that ghosts exist. For all I know, the audio could be natural sounds, and my friend's sister could have made everything up. And for all you know, I could have made everything up. But hearing her describe these apprehensions before knowing anything about what I was going to play, definitely sent shivers down my spine.