Welcome to Haunted Wirral, a feature series written by world famous psychic researcher Tom Slemen, for the Globe.

In this latest story, Tom tells of the Woodhey Road Poltergeist ...

ON the morning of Friday Jue 30, 1995, a 50-year-old man named David Gravett left his detached home on Woodhey Road, Bebington and was driven by a friend to Manchester Airport where he jetted off to a fortnight-long Sunrise Travel holiday in Sydney for £569.

Gravett was going to stay with his brother down under, and while he was away, his 19-year-old niece Kelly would look after his house.

David hadn't seen Kelly since she was 17 and recalled how quiet and sensible she'd been and he'd asked his sister to give her daughter Kelly the keys to the flat once he'd left for Manchester Airport.

What Uncle David didn't know was that Kelly had undergone quite a change since he'd last seen her.

She'd discovered boys, alcohol and had a penchant for throwing long parties in other people's houses which often ended with the police being called out because of the decibel disturbances.

David's sister worked nights, otherwise she would have looked after the house, and she warned her daughter not to betray the trust of Uncle David by throwing wild parties at his place.

Kelly promised she'd behave and just spend most of the days at the house watching TV, listening to her CDs (at a reasonable volume) and catching up on some good books.

On that first evening at David’s five-bedroom house, Kelly phoned around, calling friends and a few ex-boyfriends, inviting them to her 'house-warming party' – which was to be 'a small affair' – and just sixteen people turned up.

David had cable TV, so The Box and MTV was a must, and Greg, one of Kelly's former boyfriends, cheekily raided Uncle David’s wine cellar.

Kelly’s two best friends, Imogen and Laura, took over the kitchen and made chicken curry for everyone.

Someone put The Prodigy album Music for the Jilted Generation on Kelly’s ghetto blaster and by midnight the police were hammering on the door.

By one in the morning, things had quietened down a bit, but only because everyone was drunk on what was left of Uncle David’s wine cellar, and someone told a ghost story out of the blue.

Then Laura suggested an Ouija session, and one of the lads present was so spooked by the suggestion he left, as he said he’d had a bad experience messing with a Ouija board a few years ago.

Imogen cut out 26 square of paper with the letters of the alphabet and ten squares of paper for the numerals zero to nine.

A wine glass was upended on the low round coffee table and then fifteen teenaged hands rested on the base of this glass for a moment, as Laura said: "Spirits, please move the glass if you are there, and answer our questions. Thank you." 

There were giggles and raspberries were blown, but then Kelly brought in three lit candles and placed them around the room before dimming the lights.

Predictably, people pushed the glass about at first and laughed, and some of the dabblers gave up and watched the MTV videos on the muted telly.

A dozen people continued to try and seriously use the upturned glass to contact the dead.

Suddenly, the wine glass slid about on the coffee table and Laura was ready with her pencil to take down the message.

The letters which came up spelled 'Nick Nock Nothin'.

"What does that mean?" Greg asked, and suddenly the lights and TV went off.

Kelly asked if anyone knew how to fix fuses and two lads went into the hall in search of the fuse box.

The sitters meanwhile, were intrigued by the nonsensical message, and Kelly looked up into the air and asked: "Are you Nick Nock?"

The glass flew to the letters, ‘Y-E-S’.

"Do you have any messages Nick?" Kelly asked.

The glass seemed to almost lift off the table, and then it slid about, and spelled the message 'You All Die'.

This scary message halted the proceedings and everyone took their hand off the glass, and that glass turned itself the right way up and emitted a weird ringing sound.

It sounded as if someone had wet their index finger and were rubbing it in a circular motion along the rim of the glass.

The two sash windows of the room opened on their own, and bottles, glasses, plates – anything that was not bolted down – flew out the window, including an expensive looking lamp and, although its cord was ripped from the wall, its bulb burned bright as it floated out the window.

Everyone ran out of the room, but when Kelly tried to run, she felt herself being thrown backwards – through the open window.

She screamed as she fell in what felt like slow motion, and landed in the front garden with a slight thud.

Her ghetto blaster and some of her belongings she'd brought to the house fell around her in slow motion.

Within a year, everybody who had attended that Ouija session had died from accidents and various illnesses, and only Kelly survived.

The identity of 'Nick Nock Nothing' remains a mystery and David Gravett was perplexed by the poltergeist phenomenon because he had lived at the house for ten years and had never once seen anything supernatural while he was there.

It's possible that the Ouija let some evil spirit through, but what that thing was remains another mystery of the supernatural.

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