And when you walked up the stairs, the person would just walk across. So you'd see something.

Just, what was that?

So it was getting some heat, and people were like, holy shit, there's ghosts.

And people were outside, fucking hanging out and drinking Dr..

Pepper, and fucking sometimes even people, because there people would get real excited.

And then they busted the guy. The guy forgot to take off his ghost sheet or whatever. He was driving home. It was like the owner's son, and they fucking busted him, dude.?

Oh, yeah.

A friend of mine died, and I was laying in his living room the day after, and I felt him.

He was right outside. Wow. No way. And it felt as if he was right there. I mean, it just.