I was in an older historic neighborhood in Orange County, and
wanted to do an impulse preview of a large two-story Victorian home
built in the 1890s and located on a corner, with a for sale sign on the
front lawn. It really piqued my curiosity. I called the number on the
sign and the front desk person for the company said it was available and
I could go direct as it was vacant.
I let myself in on the lockbox on
the front door, and started to look around in the living room area when I
heard a sound. It sounded like heavier footsteps upstairs as if
someone heard me and got up out of a chair and started walking away. I
immediately thought that there must be someone staying there
occasionally and I had walked in on them. I took a few steps up the
stairs and called out "Hello", no one responded. So I called out
"Hello" again. Then I heard more footsteps going to another part of the
second story and the distinct sound of a metal window or door latch, as
if it were closed quickly. Suddenly, I was overcome with a cold chill
and, in all the years I have entered vacant properties by myself, I have
never ever felt in such a huge panicked rush to exit a property. I
couldn't find the door key fast enough, get outside and slam the key
back into the lockbox. I ran from the front door to the sidewalk, where
I became more rational. I thought there must have been an open window
somewhere and I was hearing noises from a neighboring house, or there
were unauthorized people sleeping there who heard me and left quickly. I
walked all around looking for outside exit stairs from the top floor,
open windows, any sign of someone who could have been inside the house.
There were no stairs, and no sign of any open windows.
(And seriously, if you think the neighbors are going to end up telling a buyer after the close all about the haunted house, it would be a good idea to relate the story to the buyer during escrow!)
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