That sensation lasted only seconds, though, before things began to clear up and look normal. I thought I was experiencing some kind of vertigo, but I didn’t feel dizzy. I was ready to let it go as a fluke until a few seconds later, something even weirder happened.

I don’t know why exploring an empty house excited me so much since I would likely never know who had lived there or any of its history. But I could make up all kinds of stories of a macabre nature to make the kids squeal in fright and even frighten myself to a point when we’d all turn and run out the door. At the time, it was a silly yet fun moment.