Trapped in Hell: A ter­ri­fy­ing ex­pe­ri­ence in Drakelow Tun­nels

Will poor Ed­ward ever be free from his suf­fer­ing?

Chat It's Fate - - Contents - Bernard Key, 26, from Liver­pool

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

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