Demon Serial Killer

Name:            Terry Lynch
Email:           sickboy@flunk.net
Location:        No.10 Berekley Square
Type:            Ghost
Date:            Tuesday, February 29, 2000
Time:            03:37 AM

While I have not had any personal experiences of the supernatural, I have a real interest in them. This story is my favorite because of the documented proof, eye- witness reports etc.

Berkeley Square was a classical Georgian housing complex, that was, between the years of 1856 and 1863, the scene of one of the great mass murders of the period. The place of haunting was originally the children's bedroom which was situated on the top floor. The exact origin of the disturbance is unclear, but seems to be as a result of a cot-death of a baby some weeks prior to August 12 1856. Many incidents are reported of housemaids and visitors being found death in the morning after spending a night in the room. One survivor was a servant, found hysterical, cringing under the bed. All she could say was "Keep it away".

Eventually the owners abandoned the house, but the killings continued. One such event happened to a young man name Arthur Simmons. He was a member of a gentlemen's club which were common in London at the time. No.10 Berkeley Square had become quite famous then and was a common conversation topic it seems. Simmons, it seems, scoffed at the story, and even wagered that he would spend a night in the supposed room. At first the owner was reluctant, but eventually agreed on two conditions. One that Simmons would take company, and the second being that he would take a gun.

All was agreed and on Tuesday, March 24,1860, he and three friends entered the house. It had been nearly four years since anyone had lived there so the house was in disrepair. Simmons and the others ate a meal downstairs in the large dining room, before sometime around 11.30 Simmons retired to the room.

He and his friends had rigged up a system of bells so that if anything happened, Simmons would tug on the string and the others would be awoken by the alarm ringing.

Sometime after midnight, all three were awoken by the frantic sound of bells. They immediately ran to Simmons's aid. As they clambered up the stairs, they heard the shotgun go off. Within seconds they had reached the top of the stairs. They room was at the end of a long corridor, nothing passed them. They could clearly smell the gunpowder and saw that Simmons' door was open. They ran into the room and found him dead, lying across the bed, still holding the gun. Whatever had killed Simmons, had done so by scaring him to death, he had died of a heart attack.

Think about what could be so terrifying it could scare you to death!