Witch, Warlock, Warren and Melon Head – Only at Bridgeport®

Lorraine Warren

If you’ve been in the business long enough, you’ll be documenting glamour, intrigue, and paranormal phenomena.

A growing body of research shows that about two-thirds of Americans believe in paranormal phenomena, connections to the dead, ghostly encounters, spiritual revelations—all the things you can experience at a city council meeting.

The most famous paranormal investigators grew up in Bridgeport, Ed and Lorraine Warren, their round-the-world trot life research and research spooky events through the big screen to study Amityville Horror and magic movie.

I know them both. Lorraine has this ethereal quality, and the nature of her profession and role is both appealing and disturbing. She died in 2019 at the age of 92. But something tells me she might be lurking here and there. Don’t let Lorraine get into your head. Lights may flicker.

Ed and Lorraine Warren at the cemetery.

Ed, who left us in 2006—but not permanently—was the one explaining the nuances of their work. Lorraine provides color and Ed provides explanation.

In 1994, I wrote “Chasing: Loneliness, Negroes, and Unmasking,” detailing the tragic life of undercover Bridgeport police officer Billy Chase, the all-white Monroe Police Department’s first officer. black man. Billy ends up being a law enforcement test tube for white privilege.

Chase cover
Jacket cover for Billy Chase book

During his time at Monroe, however, he was assigned to the Warrens’ home. Excerpts from the book.

Monroe, Connecticut, with a population of 18,000, is a suburban community about 10 miles north of Bridgeport, home to young professionals and thousands of white ex-city dwellers fleeing Bridgeport, who For comfortable suburban living, better schools, spacious properties, lower taxes and less crime.

It’s a picturesque town with white picket fences, carved stone walls and old country homes featuring Georgian, Commonwealth, Greek Revival and Victorian architecture. New residential development and retail expansion have transformed the community from a sleepy New England village into a fast-growing suburb with modern amenities.

While most of Monroe’s residents are second- and third-generation children of European immigrants who originally settled in Bridgeport, the town has a unique Old Yankee heritage.

But beneath Beaver Cleaver’s façade is a rattling skeleton, a supernatural conspiracy by the inhabitants to tell tales of witchcraft, sorcery, and mischief. Vivid imagination or not, at the top of every inhabitant’s list is the fabled small-town witch Hannah Clanna, a mid-19th-century satirical woman who would sit on her favorite rock, Throws a curse on citizens who dare to cross her path.legend, the curse of lonely hannah
on her deathbed.

To this day, on moonlit nights, travelers swear they heard eerie screams coming from near the cemetery in her resting place.

If Hannah Cranna makes townspeople nervous, the legendary Melon Heads will terrify even the most cynical unbeliever. Monroe’s melon head is a mysterious cantaloupe-shaped Mongol race that the kids swear they met on the dark side of the town’s sprawling woods, and their parents hope they’ll never meet. Guotou never really do anything terrible, they just scare you away, or so the kids say.

“If you move to Monroe, watch out for melon heads,” is the typical response to a new town dweller. “We’ve never seen it ourselves, but they’re supposed to have this cross-eyed, inbred look, with big, round, white heads. They live in the woods and only come out at night.”

Over the next few months, Billy built a special place in his heart for bringing home stray cows, chasing runaway dogs, writing about mailbox vandalism, and sending sleepy doctors home. . In fact, such bizarre adventures are commonplace compared to his bizarre encounters with ghost hunters Ed and Lorraine Warren.

The Warren family is considered one of the country’s leading authorities on the spiritual and paranormal. The residents of Monroe travel the world investigating thousands of paranormal phenomena and ghostly disturbances, including the infamous Amityville terror.

One cold fall day, Billy is sent to the Warrens’ house after the Ghostbusters receive strange death threats. Someone shot a hunting arrow from the street into the Warren’s window. Attached to the arrow is a note: “You won’t be in the living for long.”

Billy hesitated as he rang the doorbell. He doesn’t believe in ghosts, but he doesn’t want to enter what everyone calls haunted houses.

Ed Warren invited Billy in through the front door. Billy looked around horribly. He noticed a dog at the top of the steps leading to the second floor. Dogs don’t go down stairs.

“What’s wrong with your dog?” Billy asked curiously, if not shyly.

“The dog won’t come even if I call it,” Warren responded. “He stayed there because of a spiritual encounter that scared him.”

As they walk through the house, Ed points out the Warren family’s most prized investigative artifacts: a self-playing organ in Amityville Horror, a demon-possessed Raggedy Ann doll in another case, displayed in a transparent box The supernatural broken cross.

Then he took Billy to the basement. “Do not touch” signs have been placed throughout the house. Billy reached out to touch some artifacts.

“Don’t touch that!” Warren screamed. “You’re going to unleash things here that even I can’t deal with.”

“Okay, okay,” Billy said, feeling the hairs on his neck stand up.

Billy stroked the holster with the .357 magnum. “Mr. Warren, I can’t stay in your basement because if anything moves here, I’ll air-condition your entire basement.” He had six rounds and two high-speed loaders. If something moved, he would blow up the whole place.

They went upstairs. Billy went outside to make sure the arrow-loving perpetrators weren’t lurking.

It was a quiet night. There is no wind. Billy moved around, looking for and listening to something unusual. He saw nothing. He heard nothing. Then he walked to his police car. Suddenly, a circle of leaves flew rapidly around Billy. They surrounded him in mid-air in a fast-paced whirlwind, spinning around in circles. Except there was no one there, and no wind.
Billy was horrified.

“Damn, what the hell is this!” Billy yelled. He jumped into the car, turned the ignition on, and screamed.

Later, the details of Billy’s night were confirmed, Ed and Lorraine Warren explained that they were victims of dark magic and the forces of Satanism.

Ed Warren said: “Billy experienced a kind of psychological cone wind. People who like black magic and Satanism, they can project this phenomenon. Billy said that Lorraine was actually hit by a wind twenty-five feet high. The invisible force of the man picked it up and threw it away and was hospitalized for almost a month. It’s the kind of phenomenon we certainly experience at work that he won’t, but he’s about to. If he stayed there, he might be in in danger.

“Someone tried to hurt us, so he’s going to be what we call a soul victim. It’s weird that when we go to the UK or out of town, we ask the police to hitchhike off the back of our property. They all laugh and say, ‘Yes Yes, that’s right, of course. “They never go to the back of the property. They don’t feel much different than Billy.”

For Billy, the experience was like being part of a horror movie. “Soul victim? This is what I’m going to be? I’ll deal with drug dealers and killers and all kinds of crazy people, but I don’t like that kind of ghost. I’m brown, but I turned black that night. Bullets can’t stop this thing. I’m glad I ran.”

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