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.📧 paranormalactivitypod@gmail.com | 📱 @paranormalactivitypod🎧 Early episodes + exclusive bonus content: paranormalpod.co.ukA Create Podcast

Two listeners. Two encounters with something that reached out. One through a child, one through the land itself.Bronwen's five-year-old is given an old hand-stitched doll from a neighbour's late mother, names it Sally, and invents "the answering game." Soon Anya is describing a life no child could invent: a coal stove, a copper washtub, a baby brother who "went in the ground." Then Bronwen hears two voices from the room where her daughter plays alone.Then Dale, a Colorado rancher, has kept a dozen dogs that all refuse to cross the same invisible line near an old rise on his land. When drought pushes him to dig there, the third scoop brings up small bones, laid with care. That night, he and his wife hear faint singing from the hollow for one night, then never again in thirty years.Producer Dom unpacks the folklore: the handmade doll that becomes a lodging for a child's soul, and the burial ground that dogs read long before any spade confirms it.What happens when the thing reaching out isn't a threat… just something that wants to be heard?A Create Podcast

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

Two listeners. Two encounters that live on in objects — a photograph, and a clock.Sorting her late grandmother's photos, Georgia keeps finding the same woman: at the edge of a 1911 wedding, in a 1950s Christmas, at the back of her own 1982 christening. Same age. Same dark coat, always half-turned, never named. And her grandmother's lifelong saying suddenly lands: "Count everyone in."Then Colton's granddaddy wound the family clock every Sunday, swearing a clock and a life were tied together. When he died in 2009, it stopped at 4:12. The minute he passed. And the night his grandmother died, Colton heard it chime once in the dark, from a movement a restorer later confirmed was rusted solid and incapable of sound.Producer Dom unpacks the folklore: the "extra one" that follows a bloodline down the generations, and the death clock bound to a house that keeps the time not of a day, but of the family itself.What happens when the thing that walks with your family doesn't haunt a house… but attends every photo and rings every passing?A Create Podcast

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

Two listeners. Two encounters with something older than any ghost. A bargain, and a journey that never ended.On the family land near Ballycastle stands a lone hawthorn over a spring, and Fiona's family has kept the same rule for generations: never cut it, and every May tie a strip of cloth to its branch and leave milk at its roots. Nobody remembers why. Then her cousin brings a chainsaw to it and the engine dies five times, a wind rises around that one tree on a still morning while the grass twenty feet away stays motionless. He backs away. Within a year his cattle sicken, his roof tears off in a storm that spares everyone else, and he breaks two bones on that same field. Her father, from his sickbed: "He broke the bargain, and now it's collecting."Then Wesley, a long-haul trucker, picks up a young woman freezing on a dark Oregon highway in the mid-eighties. The heater's roaring, he gives her his jacket and she never gets warm. She points out a house, walks up the path toward the porch light, and vanishes halfway, in full view. The woman who answers the door says her daughter died on that road twenty years ago. Then: "You can keep the jacket, son, she'll have it now." His jacket was gone.Producer Dom unpacks the folklore: the lone fairy thorn you must never raise a blade to, the ancient bargain a bloodline keeps without knowing to whom, and the phantom hitchhiker forever repeating the journey home her death cut short.What happens when the debt isn't a haunting… but something you were always meant to keep paying?A Create Podcast

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 paranormalactivitypod@gmail.com or find us @paranormalactivitypod.Early episodes + bonus content? Join us on SupercastStay safe, and stay curious.A Create Podcast

Two listeners. Two encounters that bent the rules. One of time, one of a single life.On a dark road above Aberystwyth in 1994, Gareth pulls over to watch a silent amber light hang motionless over the valley. Then it slides sideways in two seconds across a distance that would take a car ten minutes and stops dead, the way nothing with real weight can. The next thing he knows, forty minutes are gone from the dashboard clock, he's cold through, and there's a taste like metal in his mouth. For a week after, he wakes at exactly three in the morning, certain something in the room has just been looking at him.Then Marisol, a practical Louisiana nurse, describes the eight months her three-year-old spoke calmly of "the other mama". A grown-up life by the big water, a white dress, helping the sick people, getting sick in the chest. Then the girl points to a woman in an unseen family photo and says, "that's me, before." It was Marisol's great-aunt Alma: a nurse who moved to the Gulf coast and died of pneumonia in 1946. A woman her daughter had never heard named.Producer Dom unpacks the folklore: the Welsh belief in time knocked out of true by the fair folk, thresholds where attention swings both ways, and the returning soul that comes home along the bloodline to be recognised.What happens when the thing you witnessed doesn't haunt you… it just proves the rules aren't what you thought?A Create Podcast

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