Paranormal Investigator Rhod Gilbert's Work Experience

This programme contains strong language.

People tell me I've got the toughest job in town, but I'm sure I'd find other things far more difficult,

so I'm ditching my regular job and trying something completely different.

This is my work experience,

and this week, I'm a paranormal investigator.

'The closest I've come to seeing a ghost is watching my wife

'trying to put on a clean duvet cover,

'so I floated off to meet Beyond The Grave,'

'a team of paranormal investigators who do everything

'from ghost-hunting events to private investigations.

'They knew more about things that go bump in the night

'than Mick Hucknall's headboard.

'A trail of ectoplasm led me to Abergavenny,

'where I had to switch to night-vision cameras

'because the team was in the pitch dark, mid-investigation.'

-THEY WHISPER

-Hello.

-Hello. Leanne?

-Yes.

Hiya.

-Hi, Leanne.

-How are you?

-I'm all right. How are you?

-I'm fine.

What are we doing here?

-We're at the Abergavenny Chronicle in the back attic.

-Yeah.

And we're conducting a paranormal investigation.

What's a paranormal investigation?

It's where we go round to a haunted location

and we communicate with spirits, the dead,

using various bits of equipment which is on the table there.

-Shall we stop holding hands now?

-If you want to, yes.

THEY LAUGH

'I felt as out of place as Justin Bieber at Huw Edwards' 50th.

'As far as I could tell, Leanne was under the table talking to no-one

'and her team were measuring nothing with things.'

James, is that you touching Ted?

Could you do that again and make his tummy light up again, if that was you?

They've got a teddy under the table.

It's got various lights and sensors on it,

and they're encouraging this child, ghost,

to play with the teddy.

Right, Rhod, getting quite a bit of stuff under this table.

And he's playing with the ted under the table.

Do you want to come under the table with me?

Of course I don't want to come under the table...

-GENTLE LAUGHTER

-Come on, come on.

It's nothing against you, Leanne.

'You could fit everything I know about ghosts on Derek Acorah's aura,

'but Leanne knew more about dead people than a maggot.

'She showed me the torches she used to chat to people

'who are too dead to use Skype.'

We've got two knock-off torches here, which have just been set

so that they're just off and the slightest bit of movement,

if somebody was to touch it or tap it, should turn those torches on.

Couldn't that just be one of us moving and the floorboard?

Go.

-No.

-Nothing. God, I hope there wasn't a ghost under there.

They're dead now, after you thumped them.

'I've never tried to speak to the undead before,

'unless you count a brief chat with Jeremy Kyle in the corridor,

'so this was my chance.'

HE SINGS WEAKLY How do you do it if there's anyone there?

Please...knock.

You sound like you're working in a Post Office.

I know, but I don't know how,

I don't know what voice to use to talk to a ghost!

Right, Rhod,

the best way to do it is think of somebody in your family

who's passed over and how you would speak to them

if you met them now.

Grandad, what the fuck are you doing here?!

RHOD LAUGHS

'Leanne may have looked a bit like Thelma,

'but I was definitely Scooby Don't.

'My first attempt to FaceTime the dead had failed.'

I arrived very sceptical,

healthy scepticism.

I'm leaving the same.

You're going to have to start getting over your scepticism

a little bit cos, at the end of this, you're going to be running

your own event in front of guests.

'If I was to have a ghost of a chance of running a ghost hunt,

'I needed help.

'Colin and Darren had spent more time looking for things in the dark

'than a mole's PA,

'so I met them at their head office, slash garage.'

The other night, we were in a room and there was,

I think there was James, there was a child spirit under the table...

How do you stumble across...?

-How do I, how do you sense it when you go into the room?

-Yeah.

If I walk into a room and I see there's a child in there,

I've normally seen that child playing around.

You must be shitting yourself, though.

No, no, it's nothing to be frightened...

Why is there to be frightened of the dead? What's there to be frightened of the dead?

Why is there to be frightened of the dead? Cos they're dead!

THEY LAUGH

Surely I don't need to explain this basic set-up!

'Colin and Darren were a cross between that little woman

'in Poltergeist and Ross Kemp.

'They were a right pair of Polterkemps.'

They had more devices for bringing people back from the dead than Ann Summers.

-OK, this is a K2.

-So what will affect that?

Anything that is

got magnetic field around it, ie, a mobile phone,

a walkie-talkie, Wi-Fi, if a taxi goes past outside.

How do you investigate a ghost at a taxi rank? Is that impossible?

Well, it would be, especially when they're radioing in.

The Polterkemps showed me their tackle.

I haven't learned so much so quickly

since that car-boot sale in Longleat.

Torches, K2s, EMFs and something called EVP -

electronic voice phenomena.

Some of the best ways with interactions you'll get, really,

is on a digital recorder, audio recorders.

A lot of the time, you'll be asking questions

and might not get anything when you're in the room,

so you're saying, "Can you tell us your name?"

You'd leave a bit of a gap, you might get a response on there.

'The closest I've come to unexplained voice phenomena

'is meeting Joe Pasquale,

'but the Polterkemps had some spine-chilling EVP evidence

'from a previous jaunt.'

This is an EVP recording that I captured,

er, Woodchester in Gloucestershire.

We were calling out on the hallway

and this is what we captured on the recorder.

OK.

-FEMALE VOICE:

-"Leave..."

So, tell me what you hear.

There is a voice saying, "Leave."

Yes, that's exactly what it is.

Hit me again.

"Leave."

This is a very posh,

very higher individual...

-Sounds like a well-spoken voice.

-..that is saying "Leave."

-"Leave."

Yeah.

You know, I'm still sceptical.

But I have to do this event in a few days' time

and I'm going to do my damnedest to have some kind of experience.

'Leanne and the Polterkemps felt that my psychic passage was shut

'tighter than a snake charmer's suitcase.

'Whenever THEY felt bunged up,

'they sought help to open up their paranormal pathways.'

So they packed me off to a faraway kingdom,

amid the clouded valleys of Cwmbran,

where there lived mystical crystal healer,

who could harness the cosmic powers of the universe...

Helen.

What are you hoping to achieve from today's session?

I want to see dead people.

-Right.

-RHOD LAUGHS

-Is that too much to ask?

-Tall order.

I am supernaturally constipated.

I need a paranormal laxative.

-Oh, that's a good way of putting it.

-RHOD LAUGHS

Before I could undergo such invasive treatment,

I had to look inside myself

and answer some pretty soul-searching questions.

Um, marital status?

Unhappy.

THEY LAUGH

Any allergies?

-Eggs.

-Eggs.

-Very mild allergy to egg, apparently.

Is that relevant?

No, I don't think I'm going to be rubbing any eggs in, don't worry.

-So, do you take regular exercise?

-No.

-I avoid eggs, but I wouldn't call it exercise.

-All right.

'As Helen's healing hands hovered over my chakras,

'I felt my whatsits thingummyjig

'and my what-do-you-call-it fill up with some sort of stuff.'

Sometimes a reiki treatment can bring things to the surface.

It's a bit like dredging a pond.

I hate to think what I'm like on the inside under the surface.

Silt, you'll probably find an old shopping trolley...

Yeah, yeah. That's it.

'To unblock my psychic U-bend,

'Helen powered up her cosmic plungers.'

'Open sesame!'

ECHO

'Helen had dredged my chakras and I was open for business.

'I immediately understood the nature of all consciousness.

'I was chakrad up to the max.

'If I was a singer, I'd have been Chakra Khan.

'If I was a politician, I'd have been Chakra Umunna.'

Night-night.

Night-night. HELEN LAUGHS

'Before I left, Helen gave me a rare and valuable stone,

'an all-seeing, omniscient crystal to guide me

'on my perilous journey through the valleys of the undead -

'and it was only eight quid.'

I'll just ask it to show you your direction for yes.

Please, pendulum, could you show me my direction for yes, please?

Your yes looks like it's left-to-right.

It does look like it's left-to-right.

-OK.

-How's that happening?

-It's your body telling it.

-It's very odd.

I think you might have opened up my channels. Who's that behind you?

THEY LAUGH

'I had no idea how it was doing it, but for yes, my crystal

was throwing itself around like a sprinter's dick.

'But when I asked it for a no, it wouldn't budge.'

There's nothing happening there whatsoever, is there?

The pendulum is saying no, it won't to do a no.

-Or is my no just nothing?

-It could be a no is just...

How will I tell the difference between my no,

which is nothing, and nothing, which is nothing?

Mm, good question.

'Hm. Like the man from Del Monte,

'my crystal seemed to have a problem saying no.'

But I didn't care cos,

like Peter Stringfellow in a crotchless Mancini,

I was ready for action.

Leanne and Darren were keen to road test

my new psychic superhighway

and took me on their next call-out,

an old stationmaster's cottage near Cardiff,

where some crazy weird shit

was going down for its latest residents, Alex and Abbey.

There are a couple of, sort of, noises, like bangs and stuff,

that I couldn't, sort of, really explain what they were.

That area at the top of the stairs, as well, I just don't feel...

-like I'm alone.

-OK.

How sure are you that this isn't just your imagination,

-just something...?

-I'm more of a sceptic than Alex is.

But, I mean, I wasn't here when all these incidents have happened.

I get panicked phone calls in work, saying, "Oh, my God..."

Do you secretly believe Alex is just off on one and you're just

doing this, going along with it, just to keep him happy?

There is a funny sensation at the top of those stairs, though.

There is, I have felt something there.

Can I go and check out the top of the stairs?

If you want to, you're more than free. More than welcome.

'One glance at the stairs told me that something

'was very, very wrong.

'But like a footballer stuck in a balaclava,

'I had to try to stay calm.'

I can't feel anything. I don't know what I was expecting to feel.

'Witch flaps.

'I was getting nothing.

'Maybe my psychic pathway had got bunged up again. But I had an idea.'

I'm going to try my pendulum.

I'm going to give this a shot.

Is there a spirit here?

So is that a no?

Is that a definite no?

Are you saying no? Can you give me a yes if that was a no?

Is there a spirit here?

Yes. That's a very clear yes.

But does that mean yes, there's a spirit here, or is that yes,

that was a no when I first asked you if there was a spirit here?

No.

Do you mean no, that wasn't a yes, that there was a spirit here?

What you mean is no, that was a yes,

that you were saying no in the first place, yeah?

Yes.

Let me just recap,

yes, that was a no...

..that your first answer was a no?

NOT...yes, there's a spirit here, yeah?

Yes.

Well, that's cleared that up.

'How the hell was I going to put on a ghost tour?

'My third eye was crusted over

'and my pendulum was as dicky as a Chippendale's tour bus.

'Determined to experience something,

'I headed off to another Cardiff callout.

'Valessa's seemingly normal terraced house was under siege.'

LAUGHTER

What's been happening in this house?

It is not me living here with my family.

It's something else, or lots of them.

Have you got a specific example of something that's happened?

Oh, God. Many, many examples.

Like a few days ago, when I woke up

from the feeling that someone is staring at me,

-you open your eyes...

-VALESSA GASPS

..and something's standing next to me, watching you.

'Excited by the Valessa's vivid descriptions, we turned the place

'upside down looking for spirits, like Keith Richards in a monastery.'

None of the devices are picking up anything at all.

So, apart from...

a strong feeling that we're being watched by

the entire cuddly toy department of Woolworths...

-THEY LAUGH

-Apart from that, we're all right.

We're all right at the moment, it seems.

Our devices were as quiet as a cat's yawn.

'But Valessa was getting me all wound up

'and my bowels went as loose as a heron's leggings

'as we attempted a Crimewatch reconstruction.'

-Mm-hm.

-Tell me when to open my eyes.

-Wake up.

RHOD SCREAMS AND LAUGHS

Yes!

It was worse than that!

I can't believe that I knew you were going to be there

and I still screamed!

-How do you sleep here now?

-I have no idea.

I'm trying, probably laying down with my eyes closed

and then...watching, observing.

Has it ever done anything to you, or...physical?

At the top of the stairs, there was something physically pushing

and I nearly...flown down.

-It was terrible.

-Can you show me?

-Yeah.

'I still didn't believe it was anything paranormal,

'but I'm a total coward, as yellow as Charlie Sheen's mattress,

'and I wanted to get the hell out of Valessa's freaky spook joint.'

But you have to stay the night to see it.

I don't want to be rude, Valessa,

but there is no way I'm staying in your house.

-Well, you should.

-No way!

-You should.

When you speak to somebody like Valessa,

who speaks with such passion, seems adamant,

if I WERE experiencing anything that she is, I'd be spooked to Hell.

I think the fact that I'm so terrified by it and the fact that

I refused to spend the night here when offered,

she keeps saying, "Spend the night here."

There's no effing way I would spend the night here.

And that keeps suggesting to me that I,

on some level at least, do believe in this stuff.

Maybe I did believe in it on some level, or maybe I was just scared

of the power of the imagination and the very real fear it can create,

but fear was definitely making me

more suggestive to the idea of the paranormal, which was progress.

'So we decided to ship me up good and proper

'and headed into the centuries-old Redcliffe caves in Bristol.'

-Why have you brought me...?

-Why have we brought you here?

Basically because of where it is, it's pitch-black,

very enclosed, very dark,

so there's no outside influences in here.

We're talking about things that can interfere with the equivalent.

You will be on your own at times.

We will leave you on your own, with nothing bar

-a couple of bits of equipment.

-Great.

I don't think I've ever been more ambivalent in my life.

THEY LAUGH

I'm split right down the middle between wanting to experience

something and definitely not wanting to experience something.

-Well...

-I'm split absolutely down the middle - 99%, 1% - even.

We headed further down towards a cheery little picnic spot

called The Skull Cave,

where Leanne and Darren had experienced coffin-loads of activity in the past.

'My stomach may have been in knots,

'but my arse was definitely working in miles an hour.'

I'm feeling quite weird, I don't know. On the one hand, I'm fine.

On the other hand, I'm really...tense and a bit nervous.

'All set up in The Skull Caves, Leanne was keen for me

'to try to make contact with one spirit in particular.'

-Have a go at speaking French to Francois for me.

-Who's Francois?

He's a spirit we picked up about three years ago.

We believe he's a prisoner of war.

-Prisoner of war?

-Yes.

-Yes.

Francois, et vous ici?

SYNTHESISED THUMPING SOUND

I did, I said, "Are you here?" And the torch came on.

I'll try that again. Francois...

THUMPING SOUND

Ay, ay, ay.

THEY LAUGH

I don't know which is more strange at the moment,

the fact that the torch is coming on,

or the fact that I'm talking French to a ghost!

'All alone in total darkness, it was time for the ultimate test.

'With just a teddy bear, a night vision camera

'and a dead Frenchman for company, my whole body was on red alert.

'My bum cheeks clenched so tight they could've milled wheat.'

Francois?

After three, I want you to turn the torch on. One,

two, three.

SLAMMING SOUND

Hello?

I definitely heard someone over there.

Maybe it was just some water dripping somewhere.

Francois, vous etes ici?

THUMPING SOUND OK.

Um...

That's quite a strange feeling.

I'm totally alone, total darkness, total silence,

but that torch just came on.

'The torches weren't responding every time, but the whole time

'I'd been down there, they hadn't come on once without me asking.'

It's very odd that even though I don't really believe,

I'm still totally heightened, totally on edge.

OK. INDISTINCT SOUND

Hello?

Darren?

Leanne?

There's definitely somebody down there.

'Everything you can see is from the night-vision camera,

'but I was in total darkness.

'My imagination was having a field day and I was close to losing it.'

INDISTINCT NOISE

Hello? Nath?

Rhys?

OK, I'm hoping that's one of the camera crew.

I'm a bit too scared of this now.

There's something down there. If it is one of the camera crew,

I'm going to kick the fucking living daylights

out of them when I've finished.

If it's not, then...

NOISE IN BACKGROUND

Guys?

SYNTHESISED SOUND Who is it?

-WHISPERING:

-It's Nathan.

-Oh. Oh...

It's Nathan, it's the cameraman.

Bloody hell.

What are you doing?

'Outside, my senses restored, I regained my composure

'and when the colour returned to my bum cheeks,

'I restored my factory settings of sceptic.'

So I'm going into the event knowing what to do,

knowing how to get ourselves all psyched up and knowing how

to call the spirits and how to monitor them...

just still not believing in them.

RHOD LAUGHS

'Before my big ghost hunting event, there was one last chance

'to challenge my scepticism.

'Leanne and Darren had reviewed all the audio recordings

'from my house visits and my bum-grinding night in the caves,

'and were keen for me to hear what they'd found.'

So, you went through all the audio tapes?

I've gone through the two home visits,

all the audio from the caves,

all the video from the caves...

You've sat here, listening to all of that?

How long did that take?

Doing all that, about five days to go through.

Mainly, presumably, just listening to silence?

-Basically, just...

-RHOD LAUGHS

..listening, basically, to the investigation again.

On behalf of all the people watching this at home,

you are fucking mad.

RHOD LAUGHS

It's called dedication.

-That is so dedicated.

-Because you just want to get something.

Why are you spending so long looking for...

evidence of something that you believe in?

Just for the fun of it.

Cos, it... Yeah, it's a buzz.

When you actually get something, it's a real buzz

cos you think, oh, yeah, brilliant.

The why, for people watching at home,

-is cos it's a buzz when you find that one second...

-Yes.

-Yes.

'To me, five days listening to nothing was the most pointless

'waste of time since the OJ Simpson trial,

'but Leanne and Darren clearly enjoyed it

'and I was about to get a taste of the buzz THEY got

'when they played me a spine-chilling piece

'of incontrovertible evidence.'

INDISTINCT BEEP

To me it doesn't sound like a noise that you had made previously.

-I certainly don't remember...

-Making funny...

-..going...

HE MIMICS THE SOUND

-I can't explain it.

-Let's have it again.

INDISTINCT BEEP

LEANNE MIMICS THE BEEP

I know none of my equipment makes that noise.

It was a more of a controlled environment.

-Are you telling me, Leanne and Darren...

-Mm?

..that I sat in that cave on my own, shitting my pants,

that you've sat here since, after work,

-listening to this for 50 hours?

-Yes.

What we have to show for it is... RHOD AND DARREN MIMIC THE BEEP

-Could be, yes.

-Yeah. You're lucky to get that.

-There's...

-It is a buzz, you're right.

THEY LAUGH

-It's just little bits and pieces...

-Yes!

-I'm joking! I'm joking!

Judgment day. The 150-year-old Abergavenny Theatre

would play host to my big ghost-hunting event.

'In case there were still leaves on my psychic train line,

'I took a minute ghost hound as a backup.'

I've brought my dog, Rosie.

I've renamed her Scooby Doodle.

She's half Scooby-Doo, ghost-hunting dog,

and half labradoodle.

Apparently dogs can sometimes be useful because they have

different instincts and they can sense things that we can't.

'The team were busy setting up.

'Soon, 25 ghost-botherers would be floating this way,

'expecting me to lay on an all you can poo your pants spook buffet,

'and I had high hopes cos Colin's ghost star was already twitching.'

I'm picking up stuff now here, myself. Just getting a sense.

You're picking up stuff here now?

It's like butterflies all the way over,

so that's normally an instinct to me that something's present,

or something's interested in what, what's going on here.

Are you going to rule it out with a Rennie, first?

Rhod!

'I looked the part, but, even in the right gear,

'I was no more a paranormal investigator

'than David Dickinson in a headband is Wonder Woman,

'but I was determined to do my best.

'Armed with a K2 meter,

'Scooby Doodle and I headed to the basement

'to check for paranormal hot spots.'

What is it, Rosie? What is it? ROSIE BARKS AND WHIMPERS

Rosie. ROSIE GROWLS

Hello, Rosie.

Have you found any ghosts, Rosie? ROSIE BARKS

'Bumping into Lembit Opik like that had freaked Scooby Doodle out,

'but I doubted my guests would be so easily spooked

'so I continued my search.

'My dog was a right scaredy-cat -

'she made Scooby-Doo look like Winston Churchill -

'but there was one room that got us both hot under the collar.'

Is there something in this one?

Why won't you go over that threshold?

I agree with you, this is the scariest one.

Come on, you've pulled me all around these cellars

and now you won't go in.

I'm trying to stay rational and logical,

but I've never seen Rosie like this.

With this one, she literally won't even cross this threshold.

'Scooby Doodle wasn't the only one whose third eye was winking.

'The K2 meter was lighting up like a Friday night on Hampstead Heath.'

I'm picking up EMF in here.

It's the first place I've picked it up in the middle of a room.

Normally, I've only picked it up

when I've shoved this right up against some electrical equipment.

There's no doubt in my mind

that this is potentially the most fruitful area.

ROSIE WHIMPERS

I don't think there's any doubt in Rosie's mind either.

Scooby Doodle is a bit freaked out.

Paranormal hot spots identified,

Scooby Doodle and I were ready to welcome

our merry band of phantom menaces.

Cynics, sceptics and believers came one, came all.

'If we found dead people,

'tonight, we were going to party like it was 1899.'

Welcome to my very special paranormal investigation.

I should point out, before I go any further,

that I don't necessarily believe in this stuff.

I think things can be rationally explained.

That's my starting point, right?

We have this argument every night. ROSIE BARKS

You know it's what I think.

Having said that, I am open-minded

and I am here to experience it with you.

Right, we are going to start tonight in the theatre.

'The first step was to get our psychic juices flowing,

'so Leanne blew us all away with a rousing performance

'of the Ghostbusters theme tune on her Tibetan singing bowl.'

BOWL HUMS SOFTLY

HUMMING CONTINUES

HUMMING CONTINUES

SOFT METAL CHIME

'With the crowd bouncing,

'it was time to saddle up our psychic horses

'and find us some dead people.

'First stop, a builder,

'who had apparently fallen while working on the clock tower.

'He'd been dead 150 years

'and, more importantly, he was a builder,

'so I was pretty sure he wouldn't turn up.'

If Thomas Watkins is out there?

If... That's if I've got the name right.

-The builder who passed away.

-Rhod?

-Yeah?

You've got two milligauss.

Two milligauss.

I just feel that, every time you say the gentleman's name,

you seem to get an intelligent reaction back.

Typical builder, he'll only talk to the blokes.

'So far, my big event was a mixed bag.

'To the believers, the place was teeming, the undead wandering

'aimlessly through the corridors like a fire drill at BBC Wales.

'For the sceptics, we'd found nothing convincing.

'I decided to play my trump card

'and headed for the basement and the room that

'had made Scooby Doodle piddle a puddle of Scrappy Doo-Doo.

'I was keen to see if anyone picked up

'the unexplained electromagnetic hot spot I'd found earlier.'

So, I came down here and did a little recce earlier.

The levels were going up quite significantly in one spot,

time and again.

One of you is very specifically sat in that spot.

Anyone care to tell me where that spot might be?

I feel sick.

-You feel sick?

-Mmm.

-What, nauseous?

-Mm-hmm, and all hot.

-Cos you are sitting in the spot.

-OK.

'Bingo! A direct hit.

'But, if my ghoul-getters were going to go home happy,

'I knew we had to make more meaningful contact with the spirit.

'Cue the scariest game

'since the Broadmoor spin-the-bottle tournament - a Ouija board.'

Move that glass. Use your energy.

Use our energy to move that glass in any direction that you like.

Could you give us a name?

Could you tell us whether you're a man or a woman?

'Oh, Ouija believe it? There was no answer.

'Maybe the afterlife closed in the evenings,

'but it turned out I was just being held in a queue

'and my call must have been pretty important to them

'cos it wasn't long before someone picked up.'

-SOMETHING RUSTLES

-What was that, then?

I don't know, I heard a voice.

That wasn't a stomach. That sounded like...

-Yeah, that sounded like a voice.

-Yeah, I heard a female voice.

-It was that side of me.

-It was just there?

But I don't know exactly where it was.

Where did that noise come from?

'The phantom "mmm" was certainly no "boop".

'To some, it was just a mobile phone or the central heating.

'To others, it was the unmistakable sound of

'a ghost with a sore throat, sucking on a dead lozenge -

'but it wasn't long before we were all getting twitchy.'

Well, whoever that was, could you do that again,

just so we know it was not something...?

The torch.

Well, if you don't like using the board, then use the light.

Show us with the light.

Come away from that light. Turn that off.

Thank you.

If there is anyone in here with us,

could you just give us one...?

Bring the light on now for a yes, please.

Just bring the light on now.

Thank you very much.

'It was what you make of it.

'Believers don't need any evidence.

'For cynics, no evidence is enough.

'Those of us who are members of

'the Paranormal Investigation Sceptics Society -

'or PISS, for short -

'lie somewhere in-between,

'and the night hadn't really changed anyone's mind,

'but that hadn't been the point.'

Thanks very much for coming along tonight.

I hope you've enjoyed it.

Whether a sceptic or believer, or anything in between,

I hope you've had a good time.

I really tried to open myself up.

I tried to stay open-minded

and I tried to expose myself to everything,

and I tried my damnedest to facilitate

an evening of paranormal investigation.

It's nearly 3am in the morning, and the team are packing up,

and...

BELL RINGS

And the really weird thing?

There's not even a bell in that tower.