A couple years later after the Ouija incident, my wife (at the time) was about 4 months pregnant with our first son. I had started working for our landlord as a maintenance person at the time. We were to move into this small 24-unit apartment complex and I was to be the manager there.
Because of school and work, we couldn't move in during the day. So for those reasons, whenever we moved, we would always seem to be moving at night.
Well, one night my wife and I moved in with the help of her younger sisters. My electricity was turned on at the outside breaker, but not turned on at the inside breakers yet.
The apartment was laid out as shown:
A= bathroom
B= bedroom
C= living room
The first order of business to get some lights. I went into the apartment, which was on the second floor, with a flashlight. The circuit breakers are on the bedroom wall at the double-line (where the curved red line ends). I turned on the main breaker and turn on all the lights in the apartment. There are two windows -- one at the start of the curved redline (end with no arrow) and one at the end of the straight red line (end with the arrow). The windows both have security bars on the outside even though it is on the second level.
Anyway, we move in that night and sleep there the first night. Using the restroom, however, I would notice that there exists the smell of cigarette smoke in it. Neither of us smoke, so I figured the smell came from the tenants below who probably smoked in the bathroom.
The first night went uneventful. The second night was different. My wife was sitting on the sofa (close to where the "C" is marked) and watching TV. The TV is about where the front door is, but halfway to the bedroom "B". I went into the bedroom and changed for a shower. I went into the bathroom and started to shower. I am never comfortable in a new place until about a week or so later. So I went into the shower with the restroom door open.
As I am shampooing my hair, my wife calls out my name to me. I answer by saying, "What?" She didn't say anything else, and neither did I. After I finished showering, I came out to confront her. I was already kinda mad because she called out to me and then didn't say anything else. I asked her why she did that. She just said, "Oh, it's nothing." It wasn't like her to do that, so I kept pressing her. At first, she said again, "I said, it's nothing."
I kept pressing her. I showed her that I was annoyed by her doing calling out to me and then not saying anything important. Then she said, "I think we should go sleep at mom's." I didn't think anything, but we just grabbed our blankets and pillows and left.
On the drive over to the in-law's, I asked her again why she did that. I told her that I wanted her to know that it wasn't like her to do that. She had never done anything like that before.
She finally told me what she experienced. She said while she was watching TV, out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a white figure going from the bathroom "A" into the bedroom "B". She said she thought it was me, but wasn't sure. That's why she called to me. When I answered from the bathroom, she knew it wasn't me, but she didn't want to startle me, so she didn't tell me.
That night we spent the night at the in-law's. The next day, after school and work, we came back with a whole bunch of us to pick up a change of clothes. Oh the way in, I saw something strange. My mini-stereo (at the time) had a built-in alarm which turns on the radio or tape or CD when the it was time. However, there was an LED display that read "WAKE UP" which would light up if you had the alarm set. Anyway, on the way in, I saw that light blinking. It normally only blinks while the alarm is activated (meaning it was the time that the alarm was set). In this case, the alarm wasn't on. I just found it strange.
Anyway, what we found that day was very very strange. When we went to pick up some change of clothes, we found an oily trail of footprints. The footprints started from the curved red line and ended at the breaker box. Then they continued at the straight red line from the wall to the other window. It was almost as if whatever it was, walked straight into the wall and out the other side. Also, my hypothesis was that whomever it was hid something in that breaker box and died before they can take it out. When I went to mess with it the first night, it probably thought I took it out and it came back to check to see if it was there.
By the way, the foot prints were huge ... shoe prints, actually. They were larger than my nephew's shoes, and he wore a size 11. The prints also, were as if someone had stepped into an oily and old parking spot and then walked on the carpet.
I told my landlord about it and that very Friday night, we moved out, but it didn't end there.