"My Dad used to work at Brawdy, which is an RAF station in Haverfordwest. He and Mum lived in a married-quarter (RAF accommodation) which backed directly onto the local cemetery. "

"The house always had an uneasy atmosphere. In particular, the spare room felt cold and damp. The first visitor to stay in there overnight was my mum's cousin, Susan."

"She was 16 at the time - a fearless adventurous teenager, or so my parents thought...
"During her first night there, she woke up screaming in blind terror, trembling like a leaf. When asked what was wrong, she honestly couldn't remember why she had been so frightened, but refused point blank to stay in that room another night."

"After I was born in Easter 1985 these strange happenings only got worse. The house was semi-detached, and Mum and Dad would be regularly woken by the sound of someone - or something - banging on our neighbour's walls. As the couple next door had only just moved in, my parents dismissed the noise as their attempts at late-night DIY, although our neighbours never mentioned anything about it, or the noise."

"In the summer, Dad went away on a cycling tour, leaving me with Mum and Gran, who slept in that spare bedroom. Gran kept complaining that she could hear hammering on the drainpipe outside her window, and one night, as if on cue, the banging began again inside next door's house, only this time it was much louder than before."

"By 4am the noise hadn't stopped. There were deafening bangs and crashes which sounded like our neighbour's furniture being pulled across the floor, all over the house. Finally, the front door slammed, and mum rushed out of the house to shout at our rowdy neighbours, only to find that the door may have been opened, but no-one had left the house - the street was deserted. She knocked on the door, determined to find out why our neighbours were causing such chaos, but no-one came to answer it."

"Early the next day, the couple's car appeared on the drive. Still wanting an explanation about the noise, Mum paid the neighbours a visit. No-one was more surprised than the lady next door, though - her husband was away on RAF exercises, so she had spent the night with relatives in Swansea, not wishing to stay alone. There had been nobody in the house all night."

"Worried that the noise might have been clumsy burglars, the woman went inside to search her house. Nothing at all was missing, despite the fact she'd left cash and credit cards. Strangely, however, all of the furniture had been rearranged, and upstairs the loft hatch had been opened, and paint had peeled from the ceiling around it. Checking the garden for any signs of burglars, the lady found her husband's hammer, lying on the patio - it had been locked away with the rest of his tools in the garage when she left."

"Obviously, RAF bases need to be secure, and so officers from the camp, and then the police, were immediately called to search the house. Attacks on camps are not uncommon, and fearing that there could even have been a bomb planted, the street was evacuated, and the entire house searched. Even these experts could find absolutely no trace of intruders."

"Whatever tried to wreck the house that night came from the inside, and was certainly not human, although the events still remain unexplained."

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