First Ghost Encounter

After you all left, someone twisted the kitchen door. Just like that lady who was trapped in the bathroom this afternoon. The wind could not have turned and shaked the door knob so much. The noise was the same. Twisty-turny loud.

Was I scared of the Gaunt Ghoul Basement Man? No. It was daylight and I had to be brave and protect little Anişoara.

Is it in fact the Gaunt Ghoul Basement Man? Did he migrate upstairs? Or is it the dream of J., of the murdered Moore daughter?

My first meeting with the ghost. This first encounter ensures that I will be henceforth haunted.

Dang.