Hell House: The DoorsAfter moving into Hell House in 1968, they very quickly began to realize there

Hell House: The Doors

After moving into Hell House in 1968, they very quickly began to realize there was something not quite right with the house. Around Christmas time that year, they began to wake up every night with the house extremely cold. Without fail they would find the front door wide open. At first my grandfather (who I have called ‘Papa’ all my life) thought it was my mom sleep walking. After about a week of this, and being unable to catch the door opener in the act, my Papa decided he needed to do something. Being a fire captain and an ex-marine, he was a practical, get it done type who wanted to solve the mystery.

He decided that he would sleep in the entryway. The house was built with a divider that separated the entryway from the rest of the living room that was only wide enough for the door. He slept with his head facing the door and his feet sticking out into the living room. When laying this way, it would be impossible to open the door without bonking him in the head.

He woke up freezing in the morning. The door was open against his back. The wind blew on his head. Once he admitted that he had no clue what was happening, it stopped.