What Happens When a Ghost Tour Becomes a Ghost Hunt?

The Lantern Keeper • October 15, 2026

There is a big difference between hearing a ghost story and trying to find out if something is actually there.


On a traditional ghost tour, you might stand outside a centuries-old building while a guide tells you about the people who once lived there—and the strange experiences associated with the property.


A paranormal investigation asks you to do something different.


Listen. Watch. Ask questions.


And sometimes, wait in the darkness to see if anything answers.


That's the idea behind Spooks & Legends' Dead of Night Tour, a two-hour outdoor ghost-hunting experience through the historic streets of Williamsburg.

From Ghost Stories to Ghost Hunting


Dead of Night takes those stories one step further.


Instead of simply hearing about reported encounters, guests become part of the investigation, using equipment commonly associated with paranormal research.


Guests can experiment with a PSB7 Spirit Box, EMF meters, REM Pods and dowsing rods while investigating Williamsburg's haunted history.


Each works differently. EMF meters detect changes in electromagnetic fields. Spirit Boxes rapidly scan radio frequencies. REM Pods react to disturbances in the field surrounding the device, while dowsing rods have a much older history and are sometimes used by paranormal investigators when asking questions.


None can scientifically prove that a ghost is present.


What they can produce are readings, sounds and movements that leave you with another question:


What caused that?

When the Location Has a Story of Its Own


Of course, equipment is only part of a ghost hunt.


Location matters.


Dead of Night visits places associated with some of Williamsburg's best-known history and paranormal lore, including the Peyton Randolph House and the Public Gaol.


The Peyton Randolph House dates to the early 1700s and has become one of Williamsburg's most talked-about haunted locations. The Public Gaol has its own dark history, once holding prisoners that included members of Blackbeard's captured pirate crew.


These aren't haunted attractions created for Halloween.


They're real historic places with real stories.

Did You Actually Find a Ghost?


Williamsburg certainly isn't short on ghost stories. Nearly three centuries of history have left behind generations of legends, unexplained experiences and stories that continue to be told today.


That's the question everyone wants answered.


A strange reading doesn't automatically mean something paranormal happened. A sound heard through a Spirit Box may have another explanation. Even an experience that seems remarkable in the moment can sometimes look different afterward.


Guides also share first-hand accounts from Colonial Williamsburg guests and staff, along with experiences they've had themselves.


Ghosts? Coincidence? Something else?


That's ultimately for each person to decide.


Williamsburg After Dark


There's something about Williamsburg at night that doesn't require paranormal equipment to appreciate.


The crowds thin. The streets grow quiet. Colonial buildings become silhouettes beneath enormous trees, and sounds that disappear into the noise of the afternoon suddenly seem much closer.


Then someone asks everyone to be quiet.


And listen.


Maybe nothing happens. Maybe a device suddenly reacts. Maybe you hear something you can't immediately explain.


Either way, you've stopped simply listening to someone else's ghost story.


Now you're part of the investigation.


Ready to Investigate for Yourself?


The Dead of Night Tour lasts approximately two hours and keeps groups small for a more personal, hands-on experience. Spooks & Legends provides the paranormal investigation equipment, although guests may bring their own.


The tour is not recommended for children under 13. Tickets are currently $30 per person, with tour times varying by date.

Warmly lit brick mansion at night with glowing windows, a central path, and a moonlit sky above.
By The Lantern Keeper • October 1, 2026
Explore the history and haunted reputation of Williamsburg's Peyton Randolph House, where nearly 300 years of history, mystery and legend meet.
By Mr. Pirate • March 24, 2022
It was a stormy and very cold night when me and Petey got knocked off course as we were sailing through the water in the way the ice ship. The ice ship is a gigantic floating iceberg which plows over and crushes anything in its path, including your friends Petey and Mr. Pirate. The wind was blowing very strong and causing our ship to rock and float of course. We tried to control the ship as best we could, yet to no avail. We just kept getting closer and closer to the ice ship. I could see our path was heading directly in front of the ice ship, when I heard a large foghorn honking at us! I had heard a story of an Australian Sheppard named Nan Nook who was said to help pirates in distress. I thought it was nothing more than a story, however I wondered could there be some truth to this story. I sure hope so, because me and Petey really could use some help. I again heard a loud foghorn and then I heard a loud bark and a voice say “I am Nan Nook the fearless and I am here to help you!” When I heard this, I was overcome with a feeling of complete and utter relief for I knew all was going to be okay. It seemed as if Nan Nook has a vessel of his own. It was a tow barge with a tow hook. Nan Nook swung over the hook, but it got caught on the ice ship! A feeling of great fear took over me and Petey and we thought all was lost. Just then out fear grew to its peak, my best friend Nan Nook the fearless dashed from the deck of his vessel, jumped out grabbed the cable and pulled it to release the hook from the ice ship. As the hook broke loose from the ice, the cable started to pull me, Petey and the ship to safety. Our path to safety was accomplished by our hero Nan Nook the Fearless. It made me realize that Nan Nook is a true hero for with no concern for himself and his safety he saved mine and Petey’s lives. When we were pulled completely out of the way of the ice ship, Nan Nook unhooked the tow and released our vessel from his. He came over onto our ship and we were able to thank him for saving us and the ship. He told me his real home was among the Eskimos and he was saved by them as a puppy. They were the ones who gave him his name Nan Nook of the North. The name Nan Nook means polar bear in Eskimo. He also told me that his official title is Captain Nook (similar to Captain Hook) yet he is called Nan Nook by all his friends. I told him that me and Petey wanted to be his friends from this night on and would appreciate it if he thought us as such. Now this is the way me and Petey met Nan Nook the fearless and became best friends with him. As we said goodbye to him, we could not help but feel we were blessed by our encounter with Captain Nook for we made a very special friend and the Pirate waters would be much safer and less lonely knowing there is a fearless sea dog named Nan Nook watching our back when all seems hopeless and helpless.
By Mr. Pirate • February 25, 2022
It all started one eve as Mr. Pirate was walking through the dense brush looking for Billie Bob the Pirate's treasure. Me had a treasure map. You see, Billie Bob's treasure be buried under the x on me map which I got from him before he died aboard me ship Mr. Billie bob was a mere tadpole when I first met him and we had always dreamed of being pirates as we both grew up together we decided to join the queen Anne's war as privateers as many of the young men were. We were helping the British crown by capturing and robbing the Spanish ships in the queen's name. It was great we were performing the acts of pirates all in the name of the crown and had no fears of being punished for it. We had amassed quite a bit of treasure in the four years we had served in the British navy . The war came to an end and the British won the war. The war was over and the crown had realized they had too many privateers working for them. They had to let many of us go from their employment. The men they had let go had turned to being pirates to make a living. The only thing that now, as a pirate, you were able to be persecuted for your acts. The British crown would no longer protect you, and you would stand trial for your crimes. The punishment for being a pirate was usually death by hanging! The pirates including myself would find an island, and pick a place to bury their treasure, then after making a precise map would then later return for their riches. It was wise to hide your treasure instead of keeping it on you, for if you were caught by the British Navy they boarded your ship and would bring you up on charges. If you had no treasure, they had nothing to charge you with. Many pirates buried their treasure and for no one to ever find. Such as Blackbeard himself. This pirate is said to have buried the treasure of the isles of The Carolinas. The map I had was very easy to follow, but the terrain had changed and the vegetation was thick, for it has been four years or better since anyone had been here. This was one of the problems the pirates had. I did me best to determine where the exact spot of the buried treasure was. As I was walking through the dense vines I realized me and men were not alone. I heard a voice say, "Captain Vaughn, I believe we are not alone!" Then I know my suspicions were true. I looked up into the palm trees and saw a red feathered parrot looking back at me. Little did I know at the time that this bird was going to save me and my men's lives! I shouted out to Captain Vaugh and when I did that crazy parrot repeated me and I heard the captain say "come on men, let's get out of here and back to the ship, we are outnumbered!" That crazy parrot landed on my arm and I said, " What is your name?" He said " Petey the repeat parrot". I said thank you for helping us out and I told him of the treasure we were looking for. He said he might be able to help by flying over the island and looking for the X. I told Petey if he could do this, that he could stay with me as long as he would like. The next thing I know, Petey was flying high above us and in less than an hour he found the X that marked the spot! I had my men dig and sure enough they found Mr. Billy Boys treasure. We loaded the treasure and Petey decided to go with us. I realized I got two treasures that day, but the one called Petey was the most valuable. Now he has been with me for about 6 years. I am very fortunate because I believe I have made a friend for life. He can stay as long as he wants to, and I believe he has made my life happier and more exciting. ​