A friend called me one night in late November to talk. Her boyfriend wasn’t at home and she was a little scared of some noises. They had lived in that little house out in the countryside for years and strange noises had never bothered her before. The sounds from the woods surrounding the house and the animals in it were something that she was used to, but the noise she was hearing was different. She told me that it sounded as if a man walked up the steps to their front door, stomped his feet to get the snow of his boots and then opened the door. The first time she thought is was a friend that came to visit and went to the hallway to greet him, but there was no one there. The second time she went to the hallway she thought someone was playing a prank on her and she opened the front door to yell at him. It had been snowing and there were no tracks in the snow. That’s when she called me.
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