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You feel a cold breath on your neck as you get in the car. It won’t leave until you fasten your seatbelt. An unseen force catches your foot as you pass the fourth step every time you walk up the stairs. During a renovation, you find out the wood is rotten. You can never find a pack of cigarettes - even ones guests bring disappear from their pockets and are found weeks later on the lawn, empty. Your daughter is giggling and laughing at something unseen, chasing after it away from the cliffside on your family hike. You don’t know why, but you feel compelled to leave a spare hairband and some stickers on a picnic table as you leave the park. Tribute? A thank you? The items are gone by next time you visit, and you swear a happy child’s hum follows you home on the breeze.

Turns out the house had massive structural issues and was just one door-slam away from caving in on itself and the ghost was trying to keep people safe

Once the house did finally collapse the ghost moved on to the old abandoned factory that never had its industrial waste properly disposed of

Woah my legs are jacked

*does a squat to grab shampoo*

Hey what was that

One squat is BASICALLY 5 squats. like just do it a few more times without really noticing and bam! 5 squats

Might as well do 5 more that’s an even 10

That wasn’t so hard

Make it 20

5 more to a nice round 25

Hey that’s a fourth of 100

We can do that again. Let’s take a quick break and do the next set

Ok that’s 50

That’s probably enough

Oops 75

Well now I can’t NOT do 100

Fuck

Fuck

Ow

Fuck