January 25, 2008
The Evil Force
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Stephen Wendell Gallagher, Marin Headlands, California, August or
September 2004
I was literally attacked by a very evil, powerful, and malicious
force in an old, abandoned, de-commissioned, pre-WW I gun emplacement on the
Marin Headlands, in Marin County, California. I am a well-known individual
in Northern California, especially in Sonoma County, and I believe that
there are many people who will attest to my honesty and integrity.
Everything that follows is the absolute truth. I have told many people about
this experience, but today is the first time I have documented it in
writing. I just discovered the Ghostvillage Web site tonight. I am narrating
this story with the hope that paranormal experts in the San Francisco area
will go and investigate the site. Do not go there alone.
I have always been fascinated by paranormal phenomena. I had always heard
personal stories and accounts about many of the abandoned gun emplacements
at the Marin Headlands being haunted as well as the area in general due to
all the violent deaths that have occurred there. I had been told that
several others were haunted in the same area as the one that I had a
terrifying experience in.
I had first found this site a year or so before, but did not have
the time or a flashlight to enter. Nor, did I wish to enter alone. I was
never able to interest anyone to come with me so finally I went back alone
in August or September of 2004, just before going off to UCSC to complete my
four-year degree. I had wanted to arrive in the middle of the day, but
didn't manage to get there until dusk. Even during the day, the Marin
Headlands can be spooky as hell, but at night... Over the years hundreds of
people have been murdered or worse at the Marin Headlands. I brought my two
4 and 6 D Cell Mag-lights.
I turned on my flashlights and crawled through the hole with one in
each hand. Inside the compound was a series of five rooms in the shape of an
H, with one central room connecting the other four rooms. There were several
big metal doors that prevented access to the rest of the compound. I spent
about five minutes cautiously walking through the small complex, making sure
there was nothing hiding anywhere. It was very dusty and dirty, but very
little trash. It didn't smell especially bad. The temperature was normal,
maybe a little cool. There was a lot of graffiti on the walls, but it was so
old, that it was unreadable. I was quite disappointed. I was expecting
something to happen, but since I was alone, I was glad. I had actually been
more worried about an encounter with hostiles of the living variety.
I was standing in center of the main room that connects the other
four and I literally said this. "This is bull s___. There is nothing here."
These were the first words I had spoken.
As soon as I said this, I was attacked by this incredible force. I
can't begin to describe how it exactly happened. All of a sudden my chest
cavity was filled with this incredibly excruciating pain, and all of the
energy in my body was draining out of me. I was overcome with extreme
weakness and exhaustion in an instant and was struggling to not faint or
pass out. I literally had to fight to not collapse but slowly get down on my
hands and knees. I could no longer stand and I was afraid of toppling over
and cracking my head and then I'd be history.
I was way beyond being scared. I shifted the flashlights in my hands
so that I was resting my knuckles on the ground and still holding them with
the flashlights facing forward so I could see where I was going. The best I
could do was look at the ground because I couldn't lift my head up. I was
now focused on crawling to the hole that I entered which was about twenty
feet away, and in my state, it seemed like a mile. The whole time that I was
crawling to the exit, I felt as if there was this tremendous weight on top
of me, trying to crush me into the ground. Suddenly, there was this subtle
voice in my head that was telling me to just lie down and go to sleep and
part of me thought it sounded like a good idea since I was so tired. I was
seriously terrified now, and mentally chose to not look around to see what
horror had suddenly materialized out of the ether. It took two or three
minutes to crawl with great difficulty to the door. It took tremendous will
and determination too make it out of that building, because as bad as my
symptoms were, when I was first assaulted, they slowly worsened. I was
literally like a baby struggling to crawl, moving first one arm and then a
leg and then another arm, etc and the whole time very wobbly and fighting so
hard to not fall over or faint.
I was traumatized further when I finally got to the exit because I
forgot that the hole had I entered was elevated so I had to crawl up the
side of the wall to exit the building. This was extremely difficult to do.
The shelf that the hole was in was only two or three feet high, but in my
condition, it was daunting. And I was terrified beyond belief that now that
I was about to escape from whatever was attacking me, they (I typed "they"
and not it) were going to take it to the next level and materialize
physically so they could grab me. That didn't happen, or at least I was not
aware of anything like that happening, and I crawled out of the entrance.
Incredibly, as soon as I got out, all the pain, dizziness and
weakness instantly disappeared, as if it had never happened. I am serious.
As soon as I crawled out of the hole, I felt completely normal again. I was
still scared to death and shaken mentally, but physically I felt fine. I got
back in my car, badly shaken and drove back to Sonoma County, the county
directly north of Marin County where I had lived all my life up to that
point. I will never go into that building again.
Through the whole ordeal, I felt mentally aware and competent. I
have never felt any physical symptoms like those that I experienced, before
that time or since then. I am now only 43, and have always been in excellent
health. In high school I was known for possessing tremendous strength and
endurance, and stayed that way into my thirties. At the time that this
occurred I had not consumed any alcohol or any drugs of any kind at all, in
over 16 years, so you cannot say I was "on something." And I have not
consumed any since. I have never been a smoker and I have no heart problems
of any kind.
I would also like to say that I have strong spiritual beliefs. I
consider my self a spiritual warrior, a peaceful warrior, a fighter for
truth and justice, and for the most part, I am fearless. I felt that these
values, beliefs, and physical attributes of mine were practically worthless
in the face of what I experienced. Maybe those beliefs and my physical
stamina saved me, probably God did, but I do not want to be put to the test
like that ever again. I now know beyond the shadow of a doubt that powerful,
evil, paranormal forces absolutely do exist in the world. I feel that I am
lucky to be alive.
Now I will tell you how to find this place. Do not go there alone. I
honestly hope that you do not experience what I experienced, but I do want
to know the history behind the place and maybe kill the evil that lurks
there by setting it free by healing it. There are many batteries, even in
just the northern Marin headlands but this smaller battery that I went
inside is very easy to find. Just north of the Golden Gate Bridge, you take
Bunker Road all the way through the tunnel to the very farthest reaches of
the Marin Headlands, eventually driving past Battery Mendell to the very end
of the road and a parking lot. You will be high up on the cliffs at the very
edge of the sea. Looking west over the ocean, you will see a two- or
three-story guard house 200 yards south of you, on your left, that is about
to fall in to the ocean. Maybe it already has. To the north and right of
you, are two large batteries that are each respectively about 50 and 100
yards away. I think the parking lot ends at two batteries that are
side-by-side, and parallel to the face of the cliff. These are both right at
the edge of the cliff and will eventually fall into the sea. These are not
imposing gun emplacements with huge cavernous holes coming out of the sides
of cliffs like many in the area. They are just low flat concrete buildings
right at the edge of the sea. I believe it was the more northerly one on the
right that I entered. It will be obvious, because it is the only one with
the bars pried open and a hole torn in the steel covering.
I currently live in Singapore. I moved here 16 months ago, but I have
lived most of my life in Sonoma County, California, where I my family and
many friends still live. Everything that I have written here is the absolute
truth.