Paranormal Activity with Yvette Fielding

We’re taught that science and the séance room are enemies. Cold reason on one side; candles, trances and table-tipping on the other. But that is not the whole story.This week, Yvette Fielding and her paranormal partner in crime Karl Beattie go somewhere they’ve never taken you before: not a ruined castle or a cold, empty asylum, but inside the minds of the men who built the modern world. The ones who gave us the telephone, the radio, the light bulb and the very theory of evolution — and who spent their nights in darkened rooms, straining to hear a whisper from the other side.Because some of the most brilliant, most sceptical minds our species has ever produced refused to believe that death was the end. Some lost sons and tried to call them back. Some built machines to telephone the dead. Some staked their entire reputations on the claim that the soul survives. So this week we ask the question that unsettles believer and sceptic alike: why did the cleverest people who ever lived look into the dark — and decide there was something there?Yvette and Karl meet six titans of science who walked into the séance room, and never fully walked back out.You’ll hear six journeys from the summit of science into the unknownSir Oliver Lodge - The radio pioneer who lost his son Raymond at Ypres, believed he spoke to him through a medium, and sealed a secret message to transmit back after his own deathSir William Crookes - The President of the Royal Society who measured, walked with, and photographed a materialised ghost named Katie King, and went to his grave insisting she was realThomas Edison - The man who electrified the world and, in 1920, announced he was building a “spirit phone” to the dead, a machine that was never foundAlfred Russel Wallace - The co-founder of evolution itself, who defended the spirits to his dying day and believed a higher intelligence guided mankindNikola Tesla - The electrical genius who heard a rhythmic signal in his mountain laboratory and believed, for a moment, that the universe was listening backAlexander Graham Bell - The father of the telephone, haunted by silence and loss, who made a disembodied voice travel invisibly through the airThen the big question: why them? Why do the coldest, most rational minds keep walking into the darkened room?Grief: Fathers, brothers and husbands who believed death was just one more problem to solveThe age of invisible forces: Electricity, radio waves, X-rays; if those were real and unseen, why not the soul?Curiosity over certainty: The great mind that says not “that’s impossible” but “let’s test it and see”The warning: A brilliant mind is not an infallible one, and a clever person can be the easiest of all to foolPlus this week’s Fact or Fiction, and the Einstein line that stopped Yvette and Karl in their tracks: energy does not die. It goes somewhere.Keep the lights on. And if the phone rings, and there’s nothing but static on the line, you might just want to listen a little harder.📧 [email protected] | 📱 @paranormalactivitypod🎧 Early episodes + exclusive bonus content: paranormalpod.co.ukA Create Podcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

375 files. 5 tranches. The Pentagon still can't explain any of them.A fighter jet shot down an unknown object over the Great Lakes.4 objects flew in formation over Iran with no visible propulsion.The CIA tracked a disc with rotating lights over Zimbabwe and reported it to the White House.A nuclear weapons plant went into lockdown over a silent, diamond-shaped craft.And a triangle the size of a football pitch blacked out the stars over Afghanistan without making a sound.Yvette and friend of the show, Glen Hunt are back to break down the biggest cases from the latest PURSUE releases on this week's Paranormal Activity.The shootdowns, the swarms, the nuclear connection, and what the government still isn't telling us...A Create Podcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This week, Yvette Fielding takes Paranormal Activity to a bog-standard street in Wombwell, South Yorkshire, and through a little front door that opens into something extraordinary: the Old Bank House, a former Victorian bank now packed floor to ceiling with the strange, the sinister and the downright unsettling.From the outside it's a flat above a shop. Inside, it's a Tardis: two floors of pure Victorian menace, where dark red walls crowd in on death masks, spirit photographs, a real lead-lined coffin and hundreds upon hundreds of dolls, all watching.Yvette takes you through the house room by room, then sits down with owners Ria & Matt Readman to separate the stories she's inherited from the things she's seen with her own eyes.The dolls named William and Billy, said to move on their ownA hatchet that tilted on the wall while the team stood talkingGuests scratched by unseen hands, describing a burning sensation that comes firstA crawl space so sinister that paramedics have reportedly been calledAnd then there's the teddy bear in the miners' room. The one that kept moving when no one was looking. This week, Karl was there. And Karl saw it happen.Lock the door, mind the crawl space, and whatever you do, don't turn your back on the dolls.A Create Podcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Yvette Fielding is back with five of your strangest, most spine-chilling stories, and this month they range from the comical to the genuinely unnerving.Two orbs caught on a home camera as a glowing light drifts toward the window — what did our listener really capture?A ghost hunt at a Lancaster hall where a spinning glass flies off the table and shatters, a ball of white light glides down a staircase, and a haunted new home may be hiding a Dalek-obsessed spirit — a Victorian chimney sweep, or a beloved late father?A lady in a bright yellow rain jacket, soaked and carrying a lit lantern, who walks in from the dark asking for someone by name… while three dogs that bark at everything stay completely silent.A 15-year-old on the Welsh border whose family cottage turns nasty after a box of old clothes — and a traditional tall Welsh hat — is disturbed in the attic.And a driver who pulls over to tell us about the ethereal choir music and trumpets she heard singing from inside her bedroom fan.Plus a Fact or Fiction from Lancaster: was Crookhey Hall, the atmospheric ruin where our listener went ghost hunting, really built as a Victorian lunatic asylum?Got a story, photo or voice note? Email [email protected] or find us @paranormalactivitypod.Early episodes + bonus content? Join us on SupercastStay safe, and stay curious.A Create Podcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

This is what you're missing.Every Saturday over on the Supercast, Yvette sits down and tells you a proper ghost story.No investigation, no crew, just her and a tale to make the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and this week, we're letting you in on one.In the winter of 1913, a rumour tore through the tenement streets of Chicago.Behind the walls of Hull House, something was being kept hidden away: a child born with cloven hooves, two sharp horns, black ink-drop eyes, and a whip-like tail. They called it the Devil Baby, and within a week hundreds were pressing against the railings on Halsted Street, staring up at that second-floor window.But the rumour was only the beginning. The house already held its dead: a pale woman waiting at the glass, footsteps pacing the halls at night, blankets folded by unseen hands. And after the crowds came, something woke hungry. A thin, mewling cry rising from between the floorboards at three in the morning, lasting exactly thirteen minutes. A small, low shape dragging itself toward a locked door. A wet trail leading up the stairs to that same cold window.Yvette tells it the way they've always told it in Chicago for over a century: lights low, after dark.This is exactly what you get every single Saturday on the Supercast: a brand new ghost story every week, plus main episodes a full day early.So if you ever find yourself looking up at that window on a cold Chicago night... walk on. Don't stop. Don't stare. Because whatever is standing behind that glass might just stare back.Goodnight. Sleep well. Or at least, try to.A Create Podcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Two listeners. Two brushes with a threshold. One at a deathbed, one in a fold of time itself.In the last three days of her life, Priya's nani begins talking to people who aren't there: not frightened, but delighted. She greets her mother, her sister, and names an infant brother who died in India seventy years ago, a child the family had to phone across the world to confirm ever existed. On the final afternoon she looks at Priya, lucid, and says: "They're all here now. Look how many came." And the corner of the room feels crowded, a fullness Priya, her mother, and her aunt each feel on their skin and only admit to one another afterwards.Then Darnell, a Chicago electrician, describes a moment that repeats. Twice, twenty years apart, a wave hits him and he knows in specific, testable detail, exactly what the next two seconds hold. The second time, something is different: the moment feels like it's watching him back, holding still, waiting to see what he'll do. And his late mother's two-word warning from the first time surfaces just in time: "Don't chase it."Producer Dom unpacks the folklore: the deathbed "gathering" that comes to collect its own, the "roll call" that names the dead the living couldn't have invented, and the fold in time that becomes a door once it knows you've noticed it.What happens when the threshold doesn't just open for the dying… but notices the living standing at the door?A Create Podcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Two listeners. Two encounters with something that used the land itself as its surface.Hester is on a Shropshire ridge she's known twenty years when the far hillside lights up with a vast geometric pattern too precise for any human hand. Then it rotates like a mechanism. Then it contracts around a single point on the opposite ridge: exactly where she's standing. She wasn't being watched. She'd become a variable in something already running.Then Mateo feels heat through his boots on his land near Terlingua: narrow bands beneath the desert, running in straight lines. They glow amber and reconfigure, processing something. By morning the vegetation along them is dead. Five months on, it's still spreading. A metre a week, perfect right angles, heading northwest. His home is northwest.Producer Dom unpacks the darker theories: Vallée's control system, terrain used as hardware, the Dogon patterns encoded into the earth at creation, and the fire meridians that propagate once they hit their threshold.What happens when you're not the subject of the phenomenon… but an input it's still waiting on?A Create Podcast Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Two listeners. Two encounters with something already waiting in the low ground.Tamsin walks a Neolithic hollow way in Dorset when the path drops deeper than the land should allow, and she sees it. A perfect black circle on the track. No depth. Clean edges. A pull that feels less like curiosity than invitation. She throws a branch and the half that crosses the line ceases to exist. The next morning: circle gone, branch whole.Then Joaquín looks down from a mesa rim he's known his whole life and sees darkness pooled in the dry arroyo. It moves with intent. Stops directly beneath him. Then starts climbing the wall toward the rim with the patience of something that's done it a thousand times.Producer Dom unpacks the darker theories: window areas worn thin by five thousand years of feet, lures that feel like your own idea, land that doesn't host the phenomenon but is it, and the fixation that never forgets where you stood.What happens when something cleans up so completely that you're the only evidence left?A Create PodcastThanks Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.