Just my luck.....

[Dr.Rumstain]

I am back, and yes, something did happen. You may not believe in me but something did happen while at Zodiacs, if you don't believe in me, I understand, but do not mock me for what I saw, and my beliefs on it. I went to Zodiac's House, as I said before, there was a strange feeling if you were close enough to it. I slowly made my way to the door, it was like a good begging to a ghost story, the brave young man entering Hell House to save his damsel-in-distress, except I was the not so brave 30 year old man entering Hell House to document crap.

I entered and took a deep breath, the air was cold and stale and the house was pitch black so I made my way to the light switch, flicked it on, and I was dumbstruck with how much dust the house collected. You don't just have that much dust if have been gone for a week but then again, I reminded myself that I never knew Zodiac that much, so for all I know, he could have been a slob, a complete slob to say the least.


All the stuff in there was old, not 1800s old but 1960s/1970s old, the phones, the radio, the rug looked like it seen better days, and the TV I was to afraid to turn on because I thought an old TV that big may give me massive amounts of radiation (That was a joke.) The only modern thing he had was a computer, that was it, and even that he did not keep clean!

So after documenting most of the stuff in the first floor (the rest I will get today and tomorrow, and if I'm unlucky, the day after that), I went to the basement (Goody-Goody) and to tell you the truth, I was shock to see how clean it was inside the place. It was like the exact opposite of upstairs, everything was wiped, cleaned, and it even smelled nice, but the strange feeling felt (excuse me for a better word) stronger down here then it was upstairs, then I remembered that Zodiac died down here, next to a beam, covered in chains, with scratches all over him. That thought alone scared me.

I can say the basement (although clean) was empty. Just a few cans, a projector screen, two cans of film, and the best of all, a projector. Now I have always loved cameras and projectors, if you were to go to a rave, and you see an asshole with a camera, that was me (in a nutshell.) I knew I was not supposed to mess with anything in case it were to break, but my curiosity got the better of me so I grabbed one of the two cans of film. On the can, there was a date on it, 6/29/2012, the day before they found Zodiac's dead body, this got to me, but it was not enough to get me from putting in the film. Now the film was in, and I switched it on.

In the film, you can see Zodiac looking at a hole in the basement wall, it was as big as him (he was 6ft 2in.) I looked everywhere, in the place, even behind the projector screen, and there was no hole in the wall, and even if someone sealed the thing up, I could tell if someone put new paint on it, and to my knowledge, no one even came into the house (after the body of Alexander Zodiac was found) before I did, so I was a little scared by this, but I went kept watching the movie. Zodiac turned and looked at something, not the camera, it was slightly above that, and he started to talk..........but the film had no sound. He says something, turns to look at the hole, and turns back to the thing behind the camera, this time with a more aggressive face, and says another thing, it seemed as if he was talking to someone else. Zodiac shakes his head and walks closer to the thing/person, and holds it's hand gently, what ever it was, it had a females hand, so I guess it was a she. He says one more thing, and waits, and then lets go and walks into the hole with a face that shows only disappointment, but then he turns around as if the woman asked him something, he nods. I realized that someone was with him on the day before they found his body, "could he have been murdered by this woman" I thought to myself, "but what about that hole in the wall?" My mind wondered, until I heard a crackling noise upstairs. I rushed up stairs, to notice that the TV was on, by this time I already started to get ready, and finally I got the Hell out of that place.

Today, I am going back, I will document, and then see the rest of the film, maybe even the other film. I can understand this sounds far fetched but this happened. I will report today's findings tomorrow, please wait, you have been good enough so far, and your words of encouragement make me fell well, just wait for me. After I see these films, I will report them to the police as evidence. I know that may seem like the wrong thing to do, but I must see them, it is like something is pulling me towards them.

Bye for now.