The next morning, I woke up thinking I'd just had a dream. If not for the windows, I'd not have believed it or probably not told a soul about it. Because of the windows, I did tell some coworkers that morning(who were lifers in the community) and then they told me there had been rumors of issues in that house before.
It had everything from a poulterguist movie....bats, in the winter I had yellow jackets come out of the living room light fixture one night. The basement always made me feel spooky..hair on your neck standing up, goose bumps every time kinda spooky like someone was chasing me out of there. Its' been long enough now I'll admit it...a few times I caught myself "running" up the stairs.
The next day, the house felt different. Honestly I don't remember feeling the eebyjeebys in the basement after that.
Must have been mid-late summer and i bought my first house in the fall of that year so I moved maybe 2-3 months later I think.
My oldest daughter was having monster dreams in our current house not long after we moved in, like night terror stuff, and I was starting to wonder because of the dead guy and that was his bedroom, but I told her the boogie man had a night light because it was afraid of her daddy.
Who knows. I don't know what I saw or what happened and I question it, but it all comes back to the blown out windows.
"Silence is Golden. Duct Tape is silver"