Real ghost stories from real people.

This is Into the Paranormal with Tony Brucey.

Some hauntings announce themselves with a crash, a door slamming in an empty room, a scream in the dead of night, footsteps where no one stands.

Others arrive like a whisper, so faint, so subtle. You almost convince yourself.

You imagined it. Almost. But then the dog sees it too. That's how this story begins, not with

blood-curdling terror, but with a dog baying at thin air. At first, it's almost funny. A dog spooked by a draft,

reacting to nothing at all. But when that same moment repeats itself at the same time,

every single night, you start to wonder, what if it's not nothing? What if it's someone?

On this episode, we follow a mother and son who thought they were getting a fresh start

in a cozy new apartment, a place where musicians played on porches and neighbors shared bottles

of wine. But hidden beneath the friendly facade was a story the building couldn't forget,

a story written not in ink but in restless energy and unfinished business.

What they found wasn't just a ghost, was a spirit too lost to leave and too heartbroken to

stay. Is it possible to haunt yourself, not just a place, but the very moment your life ends?

Can a spirit forget it's dead? And if so, what happens when someone remembers

them? Let's get to the letter. They write, I've never written to anyone about this before,

so I'm not exactly sure where to start. But since you've probably heard stranger things than this,

I'll just lay it out the way it happened and you can decide for yourself what it all means.

My son and I moved into Mosswood Flats last November.

It's not fancy.

But it's the kind of place you move into when money's tight and you're hoping for a little luck.

The building's old, layers of paint over cracked walls, thin floors that creak under every step,

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