I have a treasure trove of weird stories. I’m “that friend” for ghost problems, bad ju-ju in your house, all that stuff. I did college ghost hunting (which went well in hand with being a reinactor — you get a good sense for the historical and the legendary, and you learn what stuff could be plausible in old houses as…

This happened over a decade ago, back in undergrad. I was part of a group that did computer maintenance for students and monitored a computer lab as part of a volunteer group, which resulted in perks like better housing and so on. The college itself was decently old, founded in central nowhere Pennsylvania back in the…