*Normal POV*

Zak was recording in the backseat during the short drive to the asylum describing that we were on our way to the Old State Hospital in Traverse City and about to conduct an interview. "And you might be wondering why I'm filming this in a strange spot! Well, if you look here…" he popped up between me and Aaron continued, "Aaron and I happened to have hitched a ride with Ruth in her beautiful black 1969 Chevelle to our destination - to interview her!" He shut the camera off and brought his arm back behind the seat, but still leaning forward a bit in the backseat.

"You have arrived to your destination, thank you for choosing Jäger's transportation and feel free to leave a five star review on Yelp!" I said, making the three of us laugh as we got out.

We ended up starting the interview with a big tree and one of the old abandoned buildings as our backdrop. Zak was asking me questions first about how long I've been working here and the smaller stuff. He asked what kind of paranormal activities I've witnessed while working.

"And now…is the paranormal activity and strange occurrences - are they all in one spot, select spots at certain times?"

"Well there's a lot of paranormal activity all throughout these grounds during all hours I'd say. Night time being the most active. Whether it has to do with something on these grounds and because of the 'portal' to hell."

"A portal to hell? Here in these woods?"

"Uh, yes. Supposedly if you walk around the tree in a certain way you will open a portal to hell"

"Now…have you or anyone you know done this - this particular walk to open the portal?"

"Oh God no!" I said quickly, making everyone laugh, "But as far as I'm concerned there's more negative energy that you can feel throughout other areas - not in the woods. There's an eerie feeling when working at night, and even during the day at times. It feels like there is something more than the spirits of people who lived and passed away here."

Zak seemed intrigued at what I said, "What do you mean by 'something more than the spirits of people who lived and passed away here'? Do you think there is something more…evil or…demonic so to say?"

"I have no doubt after what happened to be a couple weeks ago. If you'd like I can take you to where the incident happened and tell you what occured" I responded. Zak and the crew told me that, since we didn't have the interview yesterday, they wanted me to not tell them anything about the incident until the interview. "Alright, let's go!" was the simple response from Zak. I lead them to one of the old abandoned buildings. To the one that I was in to be exact. What other building would I take them to?

We made it to the steps of the building and I made it up two steps before I stopped dead in my tracks, just looking at the door. Aaron asked if I was alright, since he was walking behind me and noticed first. I barely noticed that he started recording again. Aaron asking if I was alright made Zak turn around and ask "What's wrong?" with concern. I shook off the bad feeling I was having "I'm… I'm fine. I just don't like this building. I'll explain when we get inside, I swear". We proceeded to go into the building, open and completely empty. Then once Zak asked me to explain what happened I started from the beginning, but tried keeping it short since Aaron was recording.

"I was working a night shift - midnight to eight in the morning. We had received a call that someone had seen a bunch of kids, about middle school to high school age was what the caller described. Only three of them was what the caller said. So I radioed in that I would check it out no problem, just a couple of kids, nothing to actually worry about too much." I explained as they all listened intently, "Well when I got to this building I saw no kids outside so I came inside expecting them to be in here…As soon as I stepped foot into this building…it felt like - it felt like I didn't belong here"

"Didn't belong? What do you mean?"

"It felt dark, malevolent, harmful, evil. I called out to the 'kids' telling them that they needed to show themselves or law enforcement would be involved to try and get them to come out of the shadows of hiding. Well. I yelled 'You better show yourselves now before I kick you out and I won't hesitate to get backup to make my job easier' out into the darkness. The only thing I had was my flashlight that was only illuminating the place so much…" I said starting to go into a trance and almost re-living in my head what happened.

"Ruth? Ruth?!" Zak called out, bringing me out of my small trance.

"Oh, yes! I was - I'm sorry, just got caught up in the moment is all" I explained.

"Are you comfortable with sharing what happened?"

"Yes, I'm perfectly fine with sharing" I gave a small smile before continuing, "but anyways…Once I yelled that…I heard a low, deep growl - it was clear as day and most definitely not quiet. It sounded pissed. Maybe because I was yelling at the kids - who either didn't exist or were long gone - and thought I was yelling at it? I'm not sure. But after the growl, my flashlight flickered and went dead instantly. Then…I felt a big force of something push me right here, and all the way to the door, but inside still. I could feel it scratch my side while it pushed me"

"Oh God, that must've been terrible Ruth. I am terribly sorry that had to happen to you" Zak said with concern in his voice, "Did it leave any marks on you when that happened?"

"Yes, actually. The wounds are still there"

"The wounds are still there?!" Zak asked in disbelief.

"Yep they're right here" I said lifting the side of my shirt revealing my tattoo with three lines just about healed, "I find it strange that it did three claw-like marks through my tattoo on my side, of all places it could have scratched otherwise". Everyone was in disbelief at what the were looking at. It wasn't hard to see. Aaron brought the camera up to my side to get a better shot of the marks, and Billy, Jay, and Zak got closer to inspect the markings. As they were looking it over I looked up from the men surrounding me squatted down.

I was petrified, "Oh my God…" I said in disbelief, causing the crew to snap their gaze up to me.