As I walked home from Work, the normal thing happened. Things falling from shelves, lights flickering. A normal occurrence.. 'This building is like, 80 years old, so what if the lights flicker?' I thought to myself. "-Heh, I must have a Ghost.." I joked, putting my things away. I walked to the kitchen, probably to make myself a sandwich before heading to bed, I hadn't had a good night's sleep in weeks.