The following report was sent into our website by Jacob on March 27, 2011:
“1972 was the year my friends where driving down a long road in Lucan Ontario. They came upon a barn. They got out of their car and thought it might be fun to throw rocks at the barn. Then a man described as short, old clothes like a Mennonite, and with no eyes, came out of the barn and said something to my friend. He said it sounded like “I Will Kill You”. My friends got in their car and drove back to their home in London Ontario. Two weeks later my friends went back to the barn, down the same long road and drove and drove. They reached the barn, well the barn was not there it disappeared. They made sure it was the same road, it was all the same but the barn disappeared.
The next story that happened to me was more recent. July 1st, 2010 I was at my uncle’s house minding his dog in Lucan. I was on the computer, had a nice ice cold ice tea beside me which was full. Then I went to grab my pop can and then some kind of force slammed my hand down on the table and pushed my hand away. The pop can moved into several loops and stopped. I screamed and my family came to my side and said “Whats wrong are you okay!?”. I explained what happened. But what I kept to myself and will release it on this day was that the full pop can when I went to pick it up after it moved in loops, was empty to the bone not a sign of liquid in it.”