For years Albert rented a house where he never felt anything strange. But, one night he found out that a good friend wanted to bid him farewell on a few attempts…
After coming home from work in the evening one summer, Albert glimpsed at a black figure walk across the doorway opposite him. Oddly enough, he did not feel threatened. There seemed to be some familiarity about it. He eventually convinced himself that it was because of the long day at work and that hunger induced this “hallucination”.
The following night, Albert entered his living room. To his horror, he saw the figure again. It was possibly the same that had visited him the night before, this time sitting in his recliner as if it waiting for him to arrive home. As he watched, the figure stood up in front of the recliner and vanished.
On the following Sunday, Albert received a call from his sister in Mexico. She wanted to tell him that his close friend Alfred met his fate suddenly in a car accident the previous Friday.
It finally made sense! The dark figures always felt familiar – It was Alfred. Alfred was trying to say his final “goodbye” to his friend before he left the earthly plane.
He saw the figure one last time. But, instead of watching in horror, Albert talked to Alfred one last time.
“I know it’s you my friend. My sister told me that you have passed. I’m sorry that I could not be there to say ‘goodbye’. Please, rest in peace.”
Since that incident, Albert had no further experiences with a the spirit of Alfred or any other paranormal activity in his home