Ghost Busted

Shhhhh at Shea's for the "entities"

Comments (0) By Marya Summers Thursday, Sep 13 2007

After another half-hour, we switched roles. I was on monitor detail now, charged with recording any strange image I saw, the time I saw it, and which of the four cameras I saw it on.

As I watched, orbs abounded, even in the rooms that were supposedly empty.

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Then something in a front room whacked Jones' foot.

It was a loose cable. "That's how you debunk the paranormal," she said, laughing.

It was after 3 a.m. I was hungry.

"I wish the paranormal would bring me a burrito," I said to no one in particular.

Jones wasn't surprised that they hadn't seen more yet. This work is a waiting game, she said. And then they review the data on the recorders and cameras and hard drive, which could take hours to turn up anything.

As the Ghost Team packed up, Hatch served beer.

I returned to Shea's on a Thursday for a few more pints. Amanda Sammarco, a 27-year-old student, and Diorella Donofrio, a 27-year-old receptionist, were wearing sundresses and flip-flops as they sat outside at a plastic table drinking beers. Shea's is a friendly place, they said.

Yes, but had they noticed anything ghostly?

"We've never felt anything," Donofrio said. "They say there's something about the ladies room. I'm always attentive in there."

The ladies were joined by their friend Ryan, who laughed when I asked if he'd noticed anything spectral.

"Not even in the bathroom?" I asked.

"It tingles while doing number one," he said. "I don't know if it was number-one-related, but I wouldn't write it off."

I stayed for a bit after that, figuring I'd give the entities one more chance to spook me. I even lingered in the ladies loo. And no one said boo.