Trapped in Hell: A terrifying experience in Drakelow Tunnels
Will poor Edward ever be free from his suffering?
Standing at the entrance to the maze of pitch black tunnels, the hairs on the back of my neck prickled. ‘Something’s not right,’ I muttered to myself. It was June 2015, and I was attending a paranormal investigation at the notoriously haunted Drakelow Tunnels near Kidderminster, Worcestershire. The underground chambers had been a top-secret aircraft factory and RAF complex during the Second World War. I’d been on other paranormal investigations. But until now I’d never felt nervous before the ghost hunt had even started. Was something going to happen...?
Plucking up courage, I edged through the metal door in the side of the hill and stepped into the dark tunnels. Following the investigation group into what had once been the hospital wing, I could feel a spirit standing behind me. I wasn’t the only one who could sense him, either. ‘Can you feel that?’ one of my colleagues shuddered. Keen to find out the spirit’s identity, my group conducted an experiment called the human pendulum, where a spirit answers questions by pushing someone in the team forwards for ‘yes’, and backwards for ‘no’. The spirit told us that he’d maintained the tunnels for the RAF during the war. He’d been gay, attached himself to me because I reminded him of his lost lover. As I wandered into another room, the spirit followed. After a while, my friend, Ian Berry, and another guest came over to chat to me.
But it wasn’t the two men in their hoodies that I could see approaching me. Instead, I saw two doctors wearing white lab coats and glasses.
Anger reared up in me. I wanted to attack the doctors, rip off their heads.
Just in time, I realised I was having a vision from the spirit’s life, picking up on emotions he’d experienced.
‘Get away from me before I hurt you,’ I hissed desperately.
After a while, the fury I’d been feeling drained away. When I felt like myself again, I went back to join the seance the other guests were holding.
Suddenly, I was overcome by despair. Again, I was picking up on some trauma from the spirit’s life. Whatever it was he’d experienced, it had been terrible.
I was so shaken up, I had to go outside, sit in the fresh air.
During the break, I got chatting to two people who worked at Drakelow Tunnels. When I told them what had happened, they nodded in recognition.
‘That spirit’s name is Edward,’ one of them told me. ‘He’s come through before.’
They explained that Edward had been outed for being gay, which was illegal in the early 20th century. Homosexuality was also viewed as a disease, and gay men were subjected to barbaric treatments including chemical castration, electric shock therapy and lobotomies.
Edward had been arrested, then suffered horrific treatments in the hospital wing in a doomed attempt to ‘cure’ him.
Everything fell into place. I’d been experiencing the anger and despair poor Edward had felt while he was being subjected to the terrible, cruel therapies.
Even now, I still think about Edward. I never found out whether he survived what happened to him there, or whether it killed him.
What I do know is that it’s a terrible, tragic story. Poor Edward was subjected to abuse, torture and torment - just for being in love!
Thank goodness times have moved on – but it seems that poor Edward hasn’t…
I reminded him of his lost lover
Haunted: Drakelow Disturbing: Spirit attachment Vision: Men in glasses