A group of friends who live near Luxembourg City held a seance on Wednesday evening in an attempt to communicate with a friend they lost to Germany nearly six years ago.
Gregorius Saphir was pulled into a border village on what was an otherwise peaceful summer’s day, a tragic event which still haunts the group to this day.
The seance was led by José “Pepe” Lopez, who held it at his apartment in the Rollingergrund neighborhood. Also in attendance were friends Veronika Petrova and Emily Searer.
“Gregorius, can you hear us?” said Lopez, speaking softly so as not to disturb the nearly motionless candle flames that lined the room. “Gregorius, we are here.”
Petrova added: “I feel very strongly that you are present, Gregorius, that you have never really left us.”
After a long silence, the table around which the three friends were sitting began to vibrate, and this was accompanied by an eerie buzzing.
“Hello,” said a voice that sounded uncannily like Saphir. “I am here with you. What would you like to know?”
“What is it like on the other side?” said Lopez. “We are afraid of crossing over.”
After a long moment, and as if speaking through a tunnel, the voice of Saphir returned.
“Do not be afraid of crossing over, for it is a part of life for many people in Luxembourg,” he said. “Where my spirit now resides, it is quiet and peaceful.”
“One enjoys walks though vineyards or along the river, and traffic is nearly absent,” he added. “Best of all we have Kaufland, Lidl, Aldi, just as in the living world, but prices here are even more heavenly.”
Unable to contain her emotions, Searer began to weep.
“It sounds so beautiful,” she said. “I cannot believe we are actually communicating with you. It feels like we are really talking to you.”
“You are,” Saphir said. “For I have called you on my phone.”
