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So, Cecille, Daniel and I were all excited about moving into this 4 bedroom, three story apartment. We had not signed the contract yet because there were some adjustments to be made. ANywoos. To the exciting stuff.
At about 8:15 this evening the store across the street from the apartment called the landlady up saying that the lights were on in the place and that there were people there inside the house. She calls my friend truck, wondering how she can get in touch with me because she cannot get through to my phone.
I dropped Daniel off at the apartment and make my way to work at about 8:45.
9 something I call Daniel to see how hes doing, because theres no TV, no stereo and Ive stolen his ipod. He complains that he hears noises like doors closing and shit and I brush it off and assure him its prolly the neighbors. Then I tell him that the store across the street have already taken to spying on us, and tell him that apparently there were people in the apartment.
Strange thing was, that we had not been there all day, apart from the time we went there to change the padlock to the gate and dump some things there. It would be impossible for anyone to get into the house because of the way the gate is made, and Daniel and I are the only ones with the keys to the gate at this point. Daniel casually mentions that the light on the third floor was on when he came in...when none of us had been on the third floor.
Little later on, some trainee in one of Cecilles previous classes tells her that he was suprised that we were getting the place. He had considered getting it, but when his guy stayed there he heard noises coming from the 3rd floor and shit, so they pulled out.
Whatever is there is really pissed off.
Daniel came all the way over to our office just because he had nowhere else to go.
Apparently it was really cold in the rooms, even though there is no wind outside, all the windows were closed anyway. the doors upstairs kept opening and closing. When Daniel was in the shower he could hear something that sorta sounded like someone was scratching the tiles too.
it got so bad that as Daniel was leaving the house something was following him down the stairs and through the main door.
When i spoke to truck about it he said he got a weird feeling when he checked out the rooms upstairs during the day he mentioned that he was going to bring us some weird chinese chuvathingys to ward off spirits in the house because he got a weird vibe.
blah whatever. Ive gotten used to the odd ghosty, but this one sounds like a real bitch to live with. No wonder the landlady has been bugging us to sign the contract so bad.
At about 8:15 this evening the store across the street from the apartment called the landlady up saying that the lights were on in the place and that there were people there inside the house. She calls my friend truck, wondering how she can get in touch with me because she cannot get through to my phone.
I dropped Daniel off at the apartment and make my way to work at about 8:45.
9 something I call Daniel to see how hes doing, because theres no TV, no stereo and Ive stolen his ipod. He complains that he hears noises like doors closing and shit and I brush it off and assure him its prolly the neighbors. Then I tell him that the store across the street have already taken to spying on us, and tell him that apparently there were people in the apartment.
Strange thing was, that we had not been there all day, apart from the time we went there to change the padlock to the gate and dump some things there. It would be impossible for anyone to get into the house because of the way the gate is made, and Daniel and I are the only ones with the keys to the gate at this point. Daniel casually mentions that the light on the third floor was on when he came in...when none of us had been on the third floor.
Little later on, some trainee in one of Cecilles previous classes tells her that he was suprised that we were getting the place. He had considered getting it, but when his guy stayed there he heard noises coming from the 3rd floor and shit, so they pulled out.
Whatever is there is really pissed off.
Daniel came all the way over to our office just because he had nowhere else to go.
Apparently it was really cold in the rooms, even though there is no wind outside, all the windows were closed anyway. the doors upstairs kept opening and closing. When Daniel was in the shower he could hear something that sorta sounded like someone was scratching the tiles too.
it got so bad that as Daniel was leaving the house something was following him down the stairs and through the main door.
When i spoke to truck about it he said he got a weird feeling when he checked out the rooms upstairs during the day he mentioned that he was going to bring us some weird chinese chuvathingys to ward off spirits in the house because he got a weird vibe.
blah whatever. Ive gotten used to the odd ghosty, but this one sounds like a real bitch to live with. No wonder the landlady has been bugging us to sign the contract so bad.