Spirited
The bowling alley, that is, if not the signage.
Two of the employees informed me in all seriousness that these lanes are haunted by an employee from long ago. They knew his name. John. John something with one syllable that starts with an "S" that escapes me now. (I'll find out and update this later. I'll go him that small courtesy in case he's actually there.) The custodian said that she likes to come into the alley when it's empty and dark - which could be pretty much any time since it's built in a windowless basement - and look for "balls of light, a glow... anything...".
I asked if she really wanted to meet him. Her candid reply: "Sure! Ghosts don't hurt people. People hurt people. Ghosts don't do anything."
I'm guessing that she's never seen Poltergeist...
:)
Spirited
The bowling alley, that is, if not the signage.
Two of the employees informed me in all seriousness that these lanes are haunted by an employee from long ago. They knew his name. John. John something with one syllable that starts with an "S" that escapes me now. (I'll find out and update this later. I'll go him that small courtesy in case he's actually there.) The custodian said that she likes to come into the alley when it's empty and dark - which could be pretty much any time since it's built in a windowless basement - and look for "balls of light, a glow... anything...".
I asked if she really wanted to meet him. Her candid reply: "Sure! Ghosts don't hurt people. People hurt people. Ghosts don't do anything."
I'm guessing that she's never seen Poltergeist...
:)