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Cheshire is full of weird and wonderful stories of the supernatural, local heores and the mysterious.
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Sunday, 4 April 2010


We all know the dark, gothic and sometimes romantic tales of Vampires. So many books and films. The most famous of course is Dracula by Bram Stoker, written in 1897. But vampires have been reported throughout the world, from the ancient Egyptians into present day.

There are two types of vampires, those that feed off blood and those who draws off the life energy of their victim, both leaving the victims physically ill and mentally exhausted. So a so called vampire attack does not have to have the tell tale small puncture marks on their victim's neck. The symptoms of an attack are identical to a condition called ME (MYALGIC ENCEPHALOMYELITIS). This can happen totally out of the blue and causes headaches, weakness, muscular pain, fatigue and sometimes fever and sickness.

In 1970, a 19year old girl from Winsford started suffering with these systoms. The doctor first diagonsed flu but the girl returned a week later. She was very pale and lethargic. She also had a number of purple marks on her neck and breasts. The doctor now thought the girl had glandular fever. The girl was not getting any better and her mum took her back to the doctors and told him that her daughter had started to have screaming fits and weird nightmares after midnight. The doctor referred her to a psychiatrist.

The girl told the psychiatrist about her nightmares --- after midnight, she would feel a cold sinister presence in her room. A young man, dressed in black would appear at the foot of her bed. The girl was asked to describe this man and she claimed it was a man called Lazzlo. He was living in her neighbourhood.

The man in question was Lazzlo Ordog. A 23year old Hungarian art student. He was over 6ft tall, olive skin, black slicked back hair and dark brown eyes.

A couple of months later, another girl was sent to the same psychiatrist. She had similar symptoms and the same story. She even described he same man.

The police couldn't do anything, so the psychiatrist deceided to go and see Lazzlo himself. Lazzlo was renting a room and was using it as a studio as well. There were water colours on easles, most unfinished. Two of these stood out to the psychiatrist as they looked like the two girls in his care. Lazzlo claimed all his paintings were from his imagination.

The psychiatrist told Lazzlo why he was there. Lazzlo started to act weird and asked the psychiatrist if he believed the girls. At this point, the psychiatrist felt uneasy and mumbled "I dont know". He left.

When he returned home, the psychiatrist found his cat dead on the doorstep. He called the vet and no cause of death could be found. The next night, while he watched tv, the mirror above the fireplace cracked in half. After he went to bed, he saw a man's silhouette standing at the top of his stairs. A short while later, his fiancee woke up choking. She said it felt like a pair of powerful cold hands were throttling her.

The psychiatrist thought about the vampire myths and even though he thought he might be going mad, he went into town and bought 2 bibles and 3 crucifixes. He gave a bible and crucifix to each girl and he wore the other cruifix. That night he heard a males voice whisper in his ear --- "I WILL BREAK YOUR NECK ONE DAY" But no one was there.

For a few eeks, they all wore their crucifix's and the girls kept their bibles in their bedrooms. All enjoyed restful sleep and the girls were soon feeling better. The psychiatrist decieded to pay another visit to Lazzlo but his landlord said he had moved out one night without leaving a forwarding address.

Had this been a vampire attack or was it more likly a case of hysteria, autosuggestion or coincidence.
Where did Lazzlo go?
Had he been an indocent victim caught up in the story because he looked different?

Just over twenty years later in October 1991, in the very house the first girl lived in, a haunting was reported.

A young woman claimed she saw a man dressed in black at 4am one morning. He was floating close to the ceiling above her bed with his arms stretched out. She hid under her bedclothes. She was terrified but found the courage to look. The figure had gone.

Had Lazzlo been back for one last time?

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