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Speaker 2: Welcome back to the Chills, the Spooky Story Podcast. It's
Speaker 2: hard to believe unless, of course, it happened to you.
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Speaker 2: in by Die Peterson. Now Die didn't want to come
Speaker 2: on the podcast herself, but she was happy with us
Speaker 2: sharing her name and her story.
Speaker 3: Our ghost encounter took place around nineteen eighty two. We
Speaker 3: were twenty one years old at the time, in the
Speaker 3: summertime in Victoria.
Speaker 2: So we've had an actor read Die's detailed email to us.
Speaker 3: A group of five of us dropped into the Clarkfield
Speaker 3: Hotel just for one drink before going to a twenty
Speaker 3: first party at a farm property twenty minutes down the road.
Speaker 2: Now the Clarkfield Pub no longer exists. It's changed its
Speaker 2: name and became the Coach and Horses. But if you
Speaker 2: put it in Google, or better still, into YouTube, you
Speaker 2: know that this story didn't just happen to Die. Let
Speaker 2: me give you some background on the hotel. It's on
Speaker 2: Station Street and it's a beautiful two story bluestone building
Speaker 2: on the border of the Hume Rangers, and it was
Speaker 2: built in eighteen fifty seven. Back then before morgues and
Speaker 2: police stations were built. If a dead body was discovered
Speaker 2: in a country town, hotels like the Clarkfield would keep
Speaker 2: the corpse in the cool room. Let's go back to
Speaker 2: Die's story.
Speaker 3: At around nine pm, we entered the old bluestone Clarkfield Pub.
Speaker 3: No one else was in there except the barman. Halfway
Speaker 3: through our first drink, my friend Kristen and I asked
Speaker 3: the barman where the toilets were. He kind of hesitated
Speaker 3: and then said to go through that black door and
Speaker 3: the female toilets are down the hallway on the left.
Speaker 3: The hallway was dimly lit. We walked into the old
Speaker 3: black white bathroom and we were amazed that this place
Speaker 3: looked so old, but nicely painted and well kept to
Speaker 3: its original state. Anyway, after going to the bathroom, we
Speaker 3: decided to walk up the stairs as we thought this
Speaker 3: old pub had character. We just wanted to check it out,
Speaker 3: and at that time we never knew or heard rumors
Speaker 3: the pub was haunted, otherwise we would have bypassed it. Anyway,
Speaker 3: we opened the first door above the stairway and went
Speaker 3: into the small dining room for a sticky beak. We
Speaker 3: left the door ajar, but then we heard it close
Speaker 3: on its own behind us. At that stage we thought
Speaker 3: nothing of it. We both continued looking at the old
Speaker 3: antique furniture and picking up some of the ornaments neatly
Speaker 3: placed on the fireplace and the dining table. Then one
Speaker 3: or two minutes passed, all of a sudden, a freezing
Speaker 3: cold sensation entered the room. It felt like this strong
Speaker 3: coldness went right through our bodies, and the room felt
Speaker 3: very strange, with the heavy presence of something. No breeze,
Speaker 3: just freezing cold. Without any hesitation or communication, my friend
Speaker 3: and I just bolted out of the room at the
Speaker 3: same time. As we approached the stairs, we both felt
Speaker 3: this presence full force push us down the stairs. Our
Speaker 3: feet could hardly keep up with us, so we scrambled
Speaker 3: down the hallway and back to the bar. We told
Speaker 3: our friends, let's get out of here, as something strange
Speaker 3: happened upstairs. For many years afterwards, I still couldn't put
Speaker 3: my finger on what occurred that night, though I felt
Speaker 3: we had a very real and very strange, angry ghosty experience.
Speaker 3: And then one day, sitting in a GP office, I
Speaker 3: picked up a women's weekly mag and on the middle
Speaker 3: page they had a two page spread all about the
Speaker 3: haunted Clarkfield Pub. It gave me chills and the hairs
Speaker 3: on the back of my neck stood up, and that
Speaker 3: confirmed my ghost theory encounter. A few years ago. I
Speaker 3: googled the Clockfield Hotel and then watched a couple of
Speaker 3: YouTube videos about the haunted pub. The hotel publican in
Speaker 3: the video was the same guy who served us our drink,
Speaker 3: and he had a very similar but worse experience than ours.
Speaker 2: After reading diace email, we went into the rabbit hole
Speaker 2: of YouTube and devoured lots of stories of what most
Speaker 2: called the most haunted place in Victoria.
Speaker 1: The historic bluestone parbered Clarkfield, forty kilometers north of Melbourne,
Speaker 1: has been haunted for as long as locals can remember.
Speaker 2: It includes the story of the old owner.
Speaker 1: So how long were you in the hotel before anything happened?
Speaker 4: Three days? Three days we were there and what happened? Well,
Speaker 4: we been working, uh, you know, trying to meet a
Speaker 4: few customers. Only the wife and I were there, no
Speaker 4: staff on and uh we'd worked you know, three to
Speaker 4: one o'clock in the morning, and uh went upstairs and
Speaker 4: popped into bed. I suppose it was about two o'clock.
Speaker 4: I heard, uh, you know, bottles rattling and glasses being moved,
Speaker 4: and I thought, oh, well, some of the locals, you know,
Speaker 4: he was just taking the hotel over a lot of
Speaker 4: country pubs that the locals walking and out when they
Speaker 4: feel like it. So I went to uh go down
Speaker 4: to investigator.
Speaker 2: Frankie claimed back in nineteen eighty four, he was pushed
Speaker 2: down the stairs by a force he couldn't see, just
Speaker 2: like Die and her friend.
Speaker 4: When I went to the hospital, they uh, they said
Speaker 4: it was impossible for me just to fall downstairs, that
Speaker 4: I would have had to fallen from a height, because
Speaker 4: I was shattered in three places and I had to
Speaker 4: have three steel pins and shirted. How long were you
Speaker 4: in country some crutches for seven months?
Speaker 1: Are you absolutely convinced that some supernatural force was the
Speaker 1: cause for them?
Speaker 4: Well, to start off with, I didn't think it was. Yeah,
Speaker 4: I didn't want to go to the hospital, say the
Speaker 4: ghost so throwing me down the stairs. It was the
Speaker 4: things that happened to me later on that convinced me
Speaker 4: that there was something there.
Speaker 2: There's also been sightings from other patrons and staff about
Speaker 2: a male person who was seen running down the stairs
Speaker 2: as if being chased by somebody. It said that this
Speaker 2: man could be a man called Patrick Reagan, who was
Speaker 2: robbed and killed in the hotel in the gold rush days.
Speaker 2: He was also said that he ran up and down
Speaker 2: the stairs while trying to escape from his attackers. They
Speaker 2: caught up with him the front of the building and
Speaker 2: shot him dead. There's also the story of a young
Speaker 2: girl who was between eight and ten years old who
Speaker 2: was killed and left in a nearby well.
Speaker 1: You'll see it's a nice country a country style, living
Speaker 1: country scene. It looks really nice at this stage at
Speaker 1: this time of the day.
Speaker 4: But at night time, if.
Speaker 1: You come up here, you just happen to be looking
Speaker 1: out here. I don't know what it is. It's maybe
Speaker 1: that well, there's a well down there, there's that tree there,
Speaker 1: But you get a very cold feeling. It just comes
Speaker 1: really chilly, blood chilling, and it comes all over your
Speaker 1: body and you just can't stand any longer. You just say,
Speaker 1: I can't explain why it is. Do you look through
Speaker 1: that window anymore? Not up the first three times name.
Speaker 2: N Lots of people have reported that when they visited
Speaker 2: the hotel with their own children, their children would tell
Speaker 2: them that a little girl was crying in the toilets,
Speaker 2: but there was no one there.
Speaker 4: The thing that frightened me the most I used to
Speaker 4: have my name called out at night, and this had
Speaker 4: happened two or three times a week. I'd get out
Speaker 4: of bed and think and wants to buy some beer
Speaker 4: after hours or something like that. You know, there'd just
Speaker 4: be no one there. And then one particular night, I
Speaker 4: was in bed in the room on my own, and
Speaker 4: the door opened and something, the presence of something was there,
Speaker 4: and the next thing of the leg and plaster and
Speaker 4: the hand, a hand came on my leg and started
Speaker 4: twisting it. And I grave hold of the crutches that
Speaker 4: were beside the bed and was yeah, I get away,
Speaker 4: get away. And it was not in darkness. It was
Speaker 4: in darkness anyway. I got up and I put the
Speaker 4: light on it, and the door was shut again, so
Speaker 4: I put the deadlock on it, hopped back in the bed,
Speaker 4: and the door opened, and that was it. I just
Speaker 4: lay there and going hot and cold.
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