
EVP recording has the words "I'm pissed off"
Video of the bathroom the night that he was found has a
disturbance on the floor area only
Videos from security cameras sent to me by the person who
my son lived next to for a while
One of the voice recordings with a whispering voice stating
"Stupid Soul"
Jeremy came when I and my 9 year old called to him
Various images of orbs and light taken from different
videos

Jeremy Orion Passon February 22, 1997 to May 17, 2017
First and fore most this is a story of a connection between my
son Jeremy and myself that continues after his death.
I created afterdarkclub.com to study and reveal all sorts
of phenomenon. As my son got older he too became interested in
finding the strange and unusual. Little did I know that my
greatest validation that there is a conscious existence and a
willful connection beyond this world would be brought to me by
my beloved son Jeremy Orion Passon.
My son had gotten involved with the wrong people. He developed a
drug addiction and was exposed to many bad things as a result of
it. He came to live with me after drug rehabilitation and
without my knowledge became reacquainted with the worst of the
people he could be involved with. What appeared to be a drug
over dose the morning that I found him now appears to be murder. His phone shows evidence
that he was sneaking out and meeting with certain individuals
who eventually injected him and placed his body into my home. I
do not wish to disclose any details more than this as it is
still under investigation.
Several days after his death I was visited by one of Jeremy’s
friends that lives in my neighborhood. He had asked; “Have you
looked with an EVP or camera to see if Jeremy is still around”?
I replied I have not. So we used cameras first to see if there
was any sign of my son. I recorded a bright orb that followed
and passed my son’s friend. I showed him the recording and we
both got together the next evening to use the EVP recorder and
cameras. Although I have done this numerous times before,
This was my son that I was seeking and apparently getting
evidence from. I found it more comforting than adventurous.
The next evening we placed an EVP recorder on the floor of my bathroom where I
found his body. I had asked; “ Jeremy, do you know what I felt
and what I went through when I came downstairs and found your
dead body? Do you realize what I went through attempting
CPR and mouth to mouth. Hearing bubbling from your chest"?
On the recording some time after I asked that, some sounds were
heard. I slowed the recording down four times and the words “I’m
pissed off” can be heard in a low whispering voice. Jeremy’s friend
used an android app and recorded the words, I’m dead? – Oh God,
No!.”
I continue and have continued to record and photograph events
ever since. This is why I have not updated afterdarkclub. Some
recordings and images I will share here, others I choose to keep
private.
A month after my son’s passing I was approached on Facebook by a
man who stated that both our children were hurt by the same
person but in different ways. He wanted to explain further in
person. I went to his home to discuss
details. Before I left him, I told him of the events that I was
experiencing and recording. His home has 60 cameras that cover
the entire property inside and on the grounds. I stated do not
be surprised if you see a bright orb, or some other strange
events. In the early morning
hours, I received a text with a video. A security camera that
covered his front property and driveway shows a bright orb
moving around the time and date of his video. Over time what
appears to be my son as a white orb has evolved into a bright
blue light. Not always round. It changes shapes, mimics things
around it, and at times is very large. It has been recorded in
video and photographs both n the bright sun light and in total darkness.
This man has also seen my son as a blue orb and sent me a video
of that event too.

Blue orb with face. Look closely and you will see lips, a nose,
eyes and brow above the eye to the right.
I bought a piece of furniture that now contains my Mother’s, my
Fathers, and my Son’s urns. I have placed personal items of
theirs and included photos of other relatives that have died. Every time that I am home I light candles. There was
one week that I was audio recording. I used several different
recorders and different software. For three evenings I was
recording and captured what sounded like a heavy door opening,
whispers stating “Stupid Soul”. The whispers were repeated many
times and followed what sounded like a door closing.
The fourth night I stated out loud that you are not a stupid
soul. You were a stupid or foolish person but now you are
smarter. I had asked is there anything that you want to say.
This was June 23, 2017. On that audio I have the sounds that
accrued on May 17, 2017. I can be heard yelling and cursing. At
the time I thought that he was just under the influence and he
would be fine. Then the sounds of my wife who came down when she
heard me yelling. So the answer to my question was the sounds of
me and my wife. I can only believe that the soul of my son
was there watching. Again the date on the tablet that was used shows
June 23, and the sounds were from more than a month earlier.
As mentioned the urns are in a furniture cabinet. This cabinet
is in a room that my PC is in and a room that I spend a lot of
time in. The bathroom in which he died is connected to it and
the paramedics worked on his body on the floor of this room. One
evening I and my 9-year-old daughter were watching TV shows that
Jeremy liked. She wrapped herself in a blanket that has the
SpongeBob cartoon character on it. Before we went upstairs for
the night, I had suggested that we try to video her brother. So
we straightened up and put things away first, The blanket was
removed from the room. On a video I asked if Jeremy could let us
know that he was there. As we were talking I recorded a
whispering voice that was equally loud to ours saying
“SpongeBob”. It was only picked up on the recording.
Over time I have captured so much. Terabytes of information. The most recent was me
speaking to Jeremy asking “Can you let me know that you are here
with me”? I was not getting any images on video. As soon as I
asked three loud hard bangs occurred on the wall behind the
urns. I recorded this. I went upstairs to see if it was either
of my two daughters or perhaps my wife who went to bed earlier. They were
all asleep.
I had captured a full apparition and did not even know it. I was
looking through some of the many videos when I paused the
computer to put slippers on my feet. My 9-year-old asked what’s that
daddy? I moved the video frame by frame then back and forth. My
son had ear studs and a pair of black sneakers with bright white
reflective markings. He had been leaning on a wall, just passed
the entrance of the living room and walked two steps until out
of sight of the entrance. As he moved the top part vanished
blending with a street light from out side. On that recording I went into that
room and circled around. It shows that no on was in the room
with me.
There is so much I could speak about. He has helped me find things. In August I could
not find short pants to wear to the shore and I was complaining about it. A few
moments later the shorts were laying on my bed. He has contacted
other people through visual, audio, and smells. One night my
wife and I were awoken up from a yell within my bedroom and yet
my daughters heard nothing. My point in my writings is not to
entertain. My point is that YES, we have a connection that spans
beyond this world that we know. Death in a way is an illusion.
Not each and every time that I set out to record do I get
something. Most of the time I do. Others have their own events
that they believe its my son.
I miss my son beyond any words that I could use to describe.
However, I am comforted knowing that somehow, he is still with
me. Jeremy almost
died at birth. Both he and his maternal Mom flat lined and by
some miracle they both lived. I tried CPR and mouth to mouth
resuscitation when I found him on the morning of May 17th. He is the only person who I was
there at the birth – life- and death. I was closer to him than
anyone else in this world.
Whether I live one more day or a 100 years, I will always speak out to
him and look for his presence.
He loved his family, life and all animals. I don't
understand why this has happened, We spoke every day for 21
years except once when I was in a car accident and once when I
was out of the Country and had not gotten a phone. My loss is
great as many parents unfortunately have also experience. I am
however surviving better knowing that from time to time everyday
he lets me know that he is around. The most bizarre way that he
reached out was a photograph. I was going to video record and
took a still photo instead. When I went back to look I was
amazed. My son slept on my couch. The photo was taken at night.
Yet in the picture several things are being shown. On the right
side appears to be my son's head laying on the arm of the couch.
There are trees and the sky on the left side. My Dodge truck in blended with the
couch. There appears to be a bearded person with his arms
crossed sitting in the middle and legs straight. Jeremy had a
black dog named Bruiser. A black dog can be seen. There are
several other faces as well. Perhaps relatives and friends who
have passed on. This
photo was taken in low light with no flash at a tan couch on a
tan rug.

|