The Ghost in Room 305

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An excerpt from FOOTSTEPS IN THE ATTIC, by Paul F. Eno

From "The Frustrated Teacher" Page 67

It was getting dark outside, and the room was dim. As we entered, I at once felt "heavier." There was an immediate sense of depression, to the point that I became almost dizzy. The room, about forty-five feet long and maybe thirty feet wide, with a windowed door at each end, seemed clean but uncannily dingy, almost stuffy. I switched on my gauss meter and moved slowly along the back wall, down the long outside wall with its ceiling-high windows, then along the front wall, with its long blackboard. All along that blackboard, readings fluctuated wildly, even into the negative range. There was some real magnetic-field monkey business going on here.

"Now what?" asked the principal in a quiet, nervous voice from the back of the room.

"We wait," I replied, navigating back to his side through a row of desks.

Even in cases where there are physical phenomena, it often takes hours, days or even weeks for me to actually document them, if at all. But this wasn’t to be a problem in Classroom 305. The principal and I had been sitting quietly at the back of the room for about ten minutes. It was getting quite dark, and the only light came through the hallway windows at each end of the room. The only sound was the distant roar of traffic through the closed windows.

When it happened, I felt it first. Then the principal looked at me, his eyes wide. He felt it too. "Something" had arrived in the room. We both sensed it come through the door at the front of the room and move along the blackboard, then up the wall of windows toward us, then back down toward the blackboard. I glanced at my companion, who stared toward the blackboard, sweating.

There came a sharp scrape. A desk chair was moving across the floor at the front of the room. It stopped by the door, and there came a heavy "thump" like someone pounding on the blackboard. There even was chalk dust in the air!