Thread by @moby_dickhead

Sorry for the radio silence the past couple weeks. (thread)

First, I had a friend come over to do some cleansing stuff. She did the whole apartment and the hallway.

A lot of self-proclaimed professional mediums have reached out, plus about a dozen "ghost hunter" TV shows.

I've declined them all because I don't really want strangers in my house sensationalizing what's going on.

So instead I had a friend come over and cleanse the place. And for about a week or so, it seemed like it worked.

Things appeared to go back to normal. The cats weren't gathering at the door anymore. I stopped having dreams.

It was starting to seem like like it was over.

Then, one morning last week, I was walking to work and passed the shuttered warehouse as usual.

This time, all the metal door were wide open, sunlight pouring in. The warehouse was still mostly empty. Except for one thing.

There was a hearse parked near the back wall.

The warehouse has been closed for over two months. I have no idea why it was open that day. Nobody was around.

It was weird, but I tried not to think about it. It's not all that strange to see a hearse, I guess? Like they have to park somewhere?

I tried to put it out of my mind, and the the next several days were uneventful.

But something else happened last night. It was around 11 or so, and I was watching TV on the couch.

I went into the dining room to get a drink from the fridge, and noticed both the cats sitting by the far window, staring up at it.

The window looks out onto the roof of the business next door. I glanced out the window but didn't see anything.

I figured that maybe there was a mouse in the wall or something. I shrugged and grabbed a beer from the fridge.

As I went into the kitchen to get the bottle opener, I noticed something.

There's a window in the kitchen, which looks out onto the same roof. And someone was standing on the roof, staring at me.

I immediately ducked down. I reached up and flicked off the light switch. I peered over the window sill but couldn't see much.

My phone was in my pocket so I grabbed it and took a photo. It was blurry and dark but I swear someone was out there.

I tried to take a better photo, but the figure had disappeared.

I closed all the blinds and made sure the door was locked and then drank like 5 more beers until I was too drunk to be scared.

But now I feel like I'm back at square one. I'm sure it was him. He's not going away. I don't know what to do.