I remember years ago I was in my parent's house. I was downstairs getting something off the floor just inside the door-frame of the laundry room. I was bent over and, very quietly but clearly, I heard a voice above my head say, "Boo." No intonation or volume, just one word. It scared the crap out of me. When I looked around, there was nothing but the open door, an empty wire hanger on the door frame above me, and lots of dead air. Freaky.
Today I was at a private client's house doing a massage. His downstairs is spacious with two couches, a nice television and the entire wall opposite where I was set up was stone with a wood fireplace in the centre. About a half hour into the treatment, the client raised his head off the table and said, "Did the fireplace just start up?" I looked over and, indeed, yes, across the room where no one had been, a fire was in the fireplace. Not a gas fireplace. Wood.
He returned his head to the table saying, [...]
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