"The Paranormal Investigation of the Dorsey House"

"The Paranormal Investigation of the Dorsey House"

A Story by Cody Williams

“The Paranormal Investigation of the Dorsey House”

By Cody Williams

 

April 1, 2014

Dear Joey,

 

I’m sure by now that you and your team has become very aware of the strange events that have been taking place here at the Dorsey House. Now I know what you are thinking and no, I am absolutely positive that this is no harmless practical jokes put on by the local teenagers to frighten us nor are we spewing mere bullshit at you in a cheap attempt of some TV exposure. I can assure you that this is REAL!

 

Ronnie Dorsey, my late grandfather, left the house to me and my family in his will after his passing six months ago. First, so you won’t turn this into a murder mystery, Mr. Dorsey was a rich and powerful man here in the town of Jefferson Cox County. I mean, Jesus Crist, the man owned two thirds of the land in the entire county. He was found dead in his insanely large living room sitting with his legs propped up in his Lazy Boy recliner. He was 72 years old.

 

Again, I know what you’re thinking, 72 are an awful young age to die by today’s standards and you are absolutely right. Many people believe that I had some involvement in his death just so I could inherited the house and his money, but I can assure you that that is simply not the case. You see, I didn’t realize that I was Ronnie Dorsey’s grandson until I received a call from his lawyer after his death informing me of my inheritance. My parents died when mysteriously when I was about two years old and for some reason, Mr. Dorsey didn’t fight for custody so I went to the local Iris Halls Orphanage and grew up there until I aged out at the age of 18. For some reason, I just can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong here. Something about Mr. Dorsey’s death and my parents disappearances are somehow connected. They have to be. And you can bet your a*s that I’m going to find out how!

 

A week after his death, we finally got the results of his biopsy report. The cited cause of death was a heart attack. I was able to get a glance at his health records only to realize that the man had better health care than the president! He had no signs of any heart trouble at all. As strange as this was, I forgot about it at the time. I mean, s**t happens right? I dismissed it from my thoughts and began to transform Ronnie Dorsey’s former home to what it has become today…The Ronnie Dorsey Museum. About that time, is when the strange s**t began to happen?

 

We had our grand opening three months ago and everything was just fine…until a local neighborhood teenaged misfit, Taylor, wondered away from the touring group into the basement. When I realized that this young man had been into trouble before so I naturally went to go look for him. I didn’t have to look very hard. As I was walking back towards the front door where we started, the basement door swung open and Taylor stepped out of the basement. But something obviously wasn’t right about this. His slicked back black hair had turned snow white and his body was shaking all over with fear. I tried to get him to talk to me. To just explain to me what he saw and what caused him to behave in this manner. The boy said nothing. He just continued to shake as if he stared into the eyes of the devil himself. Between you and me, I honestly think that the boy was scared shitless. To this day he sits alone in a mental institute trying to get over whatever it was he saw that day. That’s when all the trouble began to happen.

 

Since then, people have been complaining and telling me about the horrifying things they have saw in the house. Now, I don’t really know what to think. Maybe they are just thinking that they are seeing something because they heard about what happened to Taylor. But if you ask me, I do think that something not natural is going on here. Anyway, I think I would feel much better if you came to investigate the house. Please help me! Even if you find nothing, I think it would really put my head at ease.

 

Sincerely yours,

 

Leon Burchfield

 

Leon Burchfield

 

 

April 8, 2014

Dear Leon,

 

I’m glad that you have written us and you are right, I have heard of the numerous reports of the paranormal taking place at the Dorsey house. I would like to take the time to thank you for the historical background and information that you have provided us with about the house. And yes, I agree with you that 72 are very young to die by today’s standards…but like you said, s**t happens.

 

Unfortunately, as of right now, my team and I are currently swamped with demands investigate local school buildings and national treasures. I apologize, but I don’t think I will be able to investigate the Dorsey house at the moment. Right now I’m going to add the Ronnie Dorsey house to the stack of upcoming cases…but not to the urgent stack just yet. It seems to me that you still have some digging to do about you and your family’s background. But don’t worry; I’ll have my historical assistant, Brenda Hartley, look into the house for you.

 

Again, I would like to thank you for your letter and I do apologize for the inconvenience. But somebody must be physically harmed before I can move the file into my urgent stack.

 

Take care,

 

Joey Bakersfield

 

Joey Bakersfield

President & Booker

Tennessee Paranormal Investigators (TPI Inc.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

April 15, 2014

Dear Joey,

 

It has been a month now since your rejection letter and I was wondering if you were getting any closer to visiting us. The paranormal events continue to take place at the same rate and I have finally gotten around to cleaning out some of the old boxes in the addict that belonged to Mr. Dorsey and I have found numerous items that have caught my attention.

 

Firstly, I have found a newspaper article that accused Mr. Dorsey of murdering Tabitha and Davey Burchfield. May parents! Can you believe that? When I first read that I began to try to pike this whole puzzle together. This would explain why he didn’t want custody of me and why he sent me away…but then I found something else.

 

Another item I found in the box was an old diary that belonged to Mr. Dorsey the year that my parents disappeared. In this diary, he states

“He has gotten them! I could not stop him! With a heavy heart, I know what I have to do. I’m going to give my grandson, Leon Burchfield, to the local orphanage and raise him as if I was never his grandfather. He would be better off without me anyway. He can never know the unholy terrors that reside here in this house!”

Who is this entity that my grandfather speaks of? Something isn’t right here! Business has slowed down nearly to a haul and I can barely pay my bills with the income the house is making us at the moment. Please reconsider your visit! I really need your help!

 

Sincerely,

 

Leon Burchfield

 

Leon Burchfield

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

April 22, 2014

Dear Leon,

 

Sorry, but no. We are not quite ready to take your case of the Dorsey house. We have many more and pressing cases that need our attention first. We will get to it eventually. Sometime within the next couple of years anyway.

 

I think it’s great that you are beginning to solve the mystery about your family and I encourage you to continue with that. And thanks for keeping us informed with the situation out there. What your grandfather has left you should be treasured and seems like vital information to whatever it is you are looking for.

 

I hate to disappoint you, but we don’t solve mysteries. We investigate potentially paranormal sites based on what we already know to be facts. I’m sure in time, you will give us all the information we need to investigate and I’ll send a team down there.

 

Sincerely,

 

Joey Bakersfield

 

Joey Bakersfield

President & Booker

Tennessee Paranormal Investigators (TPI)

P. S. Hang in there and continue to update us on the situation. I’m sure you will find the information that you are looking for and the information we need to investigate the house. But at this time I see no real reason to investigate it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

April 29, 2014

Dear Joey,

 

Please reconsider your visit to the Dorsey house! Another horrible incident has occurred and I think this one may take the cake. The other day I was giving the latest tour of the house. The group consisted of a local used car salesman named Paul Shultz and his family, wife Saundra, and daughter Sandy. I greeted them at the door and shook each of their hands. Knowing what kind of things have been going on around here and knowing that most of it took place in the basement, I decided to make an executive decision to lock and board up the basement door.

 

Sally pointed at the basement door. I then knelt down beside her and she whispered “down there!” in my ear. I smiled at her and patted her on the head. “I don’t think you’ll want to go down there little one,” I said to her as I stood up and led them on the tour. I began to notice early that the young girl had developed an interest with the basement. She mentioned almost every minute abound the basement and I, not knowing really what to do, continued on with the tour.

 

We reached about halfway through the tour before I finally realized that she was no longer with us. At this point I had some idea on where she had gone. I walked throughout the house calling her name. As I returned to the entryway, I saw her. She was just standing there in awe looking through the now open, once nailed shut, basement door. “Sally? Who opened the door?” I asked her. All at once she turned her head to me and gave me a strange look. I can’t really describe it, but it was enough to scare anyone shitless. She then turned her back to me and walked down the stairs. As I began to chase after her, the door slammed shut on it’s own behind her.

 

At this point I knew what I had to do. I vowed to myself that I would never set foot back down there, but now I had to. I reached out to grab the doorknob when the door swung open once again on it’s own. It was as if I had been invited to go down there. I felt an overwhelming urge not to go down there, but I had to. I walked down the stairs and noticed an instant drop in temperature. When I reached the basement floor, Sally was sitting in the center of the floor. Something was different with her. That was obvious.

 

“Sally?” I called out to her trying to capture her attention. She didn’t answer. She lifted her head and then turned it completely around with ease. He eyes had turned red and she looked like something out of the f*****g exorcised. She opened up her mouth and I saw was life scaring. Her jaw dropped and what had to be thousands of flies came swarming out at me. I covered my head and fell to the flood only to realize that they were gone.

 

We called 911, I mean, whom else were we supposed to call, and they escorted Sally and her parents out of the house. After about three weeks of investigation, the local authorities agreed that it would be best to shut down operations for a while. There’s even talk about a lawsuit that may be filed by the family. Please come and help us! I need to know what it was that happened here and what the hell that was I saw in the basement.

 

Sincerely,

 

Leon Burchfield

 

Leon Burchfield

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

May 6, 2014

Dear Joey,

 

Please disregard my last letter. After so many rejections to my requests, I decided to do a little investigating on my own. I willingly walked into the basement to find out what the it was that I saw that day. With flashlight in hand and a lump in my throat, I knew that I wasn’t going like what I saw…but I still had to know.

 

By the time I reached the bottom of the basement floor, I saw a man standing by the window seal. He was gazing out at the stars until he turned to face me. He had fiery red hair that was combed back and had a red beard to complete the ensemble. He was wearing a navy blue suit and a white button up dress shirt along with a blood red necktie. His skin was abnormally pale. His had a long face looking as if he were very sad and his eyes were empty and black resembling a black pearl.

 

“Who are you?” I asked him. He just shook his head at me and said nothing. “Tell me God damn it! Who the hell are you!!!???” I shouted. He sighed and dropped his jaw open. Filling the air was what at first looked like a dark mist…but then I realized what it really was. It was at that moment that I realized what I had saw that day. It was a swarm of flies. The flies forced themselves into my mouth and down my gullet in attempt to take over my body. Now I know what happened to the little girl. And now just like her I can no longer fight it. I have to give in. Please don’t come to the Dorsey house! I don’t know that I can hold myself back from doing something terrible to you. He has won!

 

Very truly yours,

 

Leon Burchfield

 

Leon Burchfield

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

May 5, 2014

Dear Leon,

 

I must say, now you have my attention! I want to thank you for the information you gave us about the house and the persistence you have kept on us coming! I think it’s safe to say that it has really paid off!

 

You may stop sending us letters now! I am going out of town for a couple of days and then coming straight up to the Dorsey House! I really don’t fee the need to take a break between the two. So if you do send me another letter, I will not receive it! I can’t wait to finally find out the truth of what it was you saw in the basement!

 

Congratulations! You are going to be visited by the Tennessee Paranormal Investigators Inc.!

 

Sincerely,

 

Joey Bakersfield

 

Joey Bakersfield

President & Booker

Tennessee Paranormal Investigators (TPI)


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Author's Note

Cody Williams
This one was really fun to write! It is one that had kind of haunted me for a while now. I have come to realize that if the idea sticks around, it must be a damn good one and this one surely stuck around. Thanks for reading! Comments and reviews are always welcome!

-CW

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The letter format is certainly a great way to bring the facts of the bizarre case into some semblance of a reported account ... and lends credence to the strange happenings. And I figure its true about waiting for something to happen before we do something about it. In situations like this ... differentiating the happening with some hallucinatory sense of the same must be difficult. Nice ...

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Cody Williams

9 Years Ago

Thanks for reading Dayran!

-CW



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I think the interesting part of this is the format -- making it seem like a literary version of the "true to life" movies -- I think you meant "autopsy" rather than biopsy.

Posted 9 Years Ago


The letter format is certainly a great way to bring the facts of the bizarre case into some semblance of a reported account ... and lends credence to the strange happenings. And I figure its true about waiting for something to happen before we do something about it. In situations like this ... differentiating the happening with some hallucinatory sense of the same must be difficult. Nice ...

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Cody Williams

9 Years Ago

Thanks for reading Dayran!

-CW
I like Cody`s work, and feel guilty that I don`t have the time to work through all the work he sends me. This is great, I love the letter format, reminds me of Jane Austen & Co and all these talented 19th century
novelists..well done.

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Cody Williams

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much for reading and review Leslie! It really means a lot!

-CW

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I am in my second year at Carson-Newman University in Jefferson City, Tennessee were I major in instrumental music education and minor in English. My passions include playing the trombone/euphonium an.. more..

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