I found out this week that the "Amityville Horror House" is on the market (read the article here). Now, before I decided to snap up this lakefront bargain at $850k, I wanted to do a little investigating. Was this house of legend really haunted?
I decided to take a virtual tour on realtor.com. After all, demonic possessions have to keep up with modern technology, too, and I figured if the place were haunted, the poltergeists would be able to make themselves known over the internet. Here’s what I found:
1. In the book The Amityville Horror by Jay Anson, former residents George and Kathy Lutz claimed that flies often swarmed the house. Scrolling through the pictures online, I came across this shot:
I decided to take a virtual tour on realtor.com. After all, demonic possessions have to keep up with modern technology, too, and I figured if the place were haunted, the poltergeists would be able to make themselves known over the internet. Here’s what I found:
1. In the book The Amityville Horror by Jay Anson, former residents George and Kathy Lutz claimed that flies often swarmed the house. Scrolling through the pictures online, I came across this shot:
Probably the average house-purchaser wouldn’t spot the problem immediately, but my expert eye (after all, I'd been house-hunting for a full four minutes by this time) caught a glimpse of one very notable point. If you look very, very closely in the lower right-hand part of the picture, there’s a giant Brundlefly hanging out in the Amityville house’s front yard.
Conclusion: If you’re living next door to a Brundlefly, then of course you’re going to have issues with houseflies. This doesn’t mean your house is haunted. It means you have a famous neighbor. Congratulations!
2. In the aforementioned book, the Lutz’s daughter (whose name I am admittedly too lazy to look up) claimed that she often saw a glowing, demonic pig head outside her window when she lived at the Amityville house. Scary, right? But a closer look at the pictures revealed the truth:
Conclusion: If you’re living next door to a Brundlefly, then of course you’re going to have issues with houseflies. This doesn’t mean your house is haunted. It means you have a famous neighbor. Congratulations!
2. In the aforementioned book, the Lutz’s daughter (whose name I am admittedly too lazy to look up) claimed that she often saw a glowing, demonic pig head outside her window when she lived at the Amityville house. Scary, right? But a closer look at the pictures revealed the truth:
Conclusion: I don’t see the problem here. The little Lutz girl made a mistake, that's all. That’s clearly not a glowing, demonic pig head. That’s glowing, demonic bacon. And who doesn’t love bacon?
At this point, I’ll admit I was a bit disappointed. I’d seen no evidence of scary hauntings at 112 Ocean Avenue so far. But then . . . this happened.
3. Back in the day, the Lutzes were getting upset over the Brundleflies and bacon, though I can’t imagine why. Instead of embracing their famous neighbor and lifetime supply of smoked pork yumminess, they asked a priest to come by and bless the house. While in the home, the priest heard a masculine voice distinctly say, “Get out.”
Here’s where it gets spooky: as I was scrolling through the photos, I heard a distinctly masculine voice say, “Get back to work.” (It was so creepy, I got goose bumps all over again typing this just now.) The voice had a New York accent, just like my boss. Here’s the thing: Amityville is in New York.
Conclusion: Clearly, this house is haunted. My advice: buy this home at your own risk.
At this point, I’ll admit I was a bit disappointed. I’d seen no evidence of scary hauntings at 112 Ocean Avenue so far. But then . . . this happened.
3. Back in the day, the Lutzes were getting upset over the Brundleflies and bacon, though I can’t imagine why. Instead of embracing their famous neighbor and lifetime supply of smoked pork yumminess, they asked a priest to come by and bless the house. While in the home, the priest heard a masculine voice distinctly say, “Get out.”
Here’s where it gets spooky: as I was scrolling through the photos, I heard a distinctly masculine voice say, “Get back to work.” (It was so creepy, I got goose bumps all over again typing this just now.) The voice had a New York accent, just like my boss. Here’s the thing: Amityville is in New York.
Conclusion: Clearly, this house is haunted. My advice: buy this home at your own risk.
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