The echoes of a past tragedy, a life lost to fire, still linger here. An unseen presence makes itself known in chilling ways: doors creak closed on their own accord, and the distinct sound of phantom footsteps can be heard when no one else is present. Electronic devices are not immune; a radio, once playing, has been known to fall silent without explanation. More alarmingly, physical manifestations have occurred, such as a heavy desk crashing to the floor in an occupied room during a moment of quiet cleaning.
The crossroads where the paranormal and history meet.