Posted on September 5, 2017
In August 2014, while on our ghost tour in Williamsburg, a guest reported a creepy brush with the paranormal. We’d taken our tour group to the Path of Death, a dark, haunted pathway. The guest walked along with the group. She assumed she wasn’t the last person out of the path, because a hand touched her shoulder. She laughed, thinking her friends were trying to mess with her. As she left the Path and turned right to join the rest of the group, she saw her friends ahead of her. Confused, she looked back at the path. The guest swore the hand belonged to one of her friends behind her, but no one was there. She screamed. She ran up to her friends, excitedly telling the whole group about the hand.