You've nailed it ... she's perfecting a fortean technique to break quarantine. She's clever like that is our escargot!
Sollywos x
I suppose now would be a good time to learn how to astrally project while under quarantine...in the past I always got scared and stopped what I was doing
I do have another story, but it's wasn't exactly scary, more intriguing.
Years ago, I was renting an apartment from my cousins, and they'd given me their permission to do whatever I liked with the place as far as painting etc. went. Before I was ready to move in, I wanted to de-grunge the place since it had been occupied for decades by smokers and everything had a nicotine veneer. So as soon as I could, I began ripping up carpets, stripping the wallpaper, painting the walls and painting the floors. I went over every day I could with boxes of books, movies, CDs, out of season clothes, and other assorted stuff I wasn’t immediately using.
It was always in the afternoon after work when I headed over to do apartment related stuff, and it was usually very quiet up there on the third floor because everybody was at school or work. Sometimes I would get into a groove and leave the radio off so I could enjoy the peace.
One day, I was in the kitchen taking up the old, busted up sheets of vinyl flooring when I heard a small voice distinctly say hi to me, addressing me by name. I stood still. It was silent. There was nobody home in either of the units downstairs. I was completely alone in the whole house. The voice sounded disembodied, as if it had come from behind the air. I could not tell if it was male or female.
Months later Mr. Impybat moved in and began having nightmares about someone/something in the crawlspace. He also woke up in the middle of the night to see a blue figure gliding across the room and vanish. I also often had nightmares while we lived there.