People Who Aren’t Really There…
“Yesterday upon the stair,I met a man who wasn’t there. He wasn’t there again today I wish, I wish he’d go away… When I came home last night at three…
A Compendium of History, Folklore, and Evidence of the Unexplained
“Yesterday upon the stair,I met a man who wasn’t there. He wasn’t there again today I wish, I wish he’d go away… When I came home last night at three…
It looks like a small desk without any legs, just sitting there on a table, a well-fashioned rectangular wooden box containing within it a drawer that pulls out to reveal…