On one of the main residential streets in my town, there is a burnt out home which suffered from a fire in June of 2019 which consisted of three "stacked" apartment units, one on each floor. No one knows how the fire started, but the home is beyond repair and is likely to be torn down in the next year. The fire was so bad that it nearly caught the neighboring building on fire. Thankfully, no one died but it left three families temporarily homeless. The front of the building is entirely burnt, with all windows boarded up and the roof is completely burnt through in the front of the building. The back of the building consists of three stacked decks overlooking a small parking lot and baseball field, and from the back of the building you cannot tell that there was a fire, as it remains relatively intact. According to town records, the building dates to 1900.
I have been inside the building one time. When I was at university, the students renting the bottom floor and basement hosted frat parties there. I never thought there was anything "odd" about the building other than that it was incredibly run down and the party was evacuated due to a smell of gas in the building which, thankfully, turned out to not be an emergency. I never happened to return. But I pass by the building every night when I go for my walk.
Yesterday, I went for my evening walk and for the first time, as I passed the building I decided to look at it more closely. In the parking lot behind the building there were, as always, two children around age 10 to 15 kicking around a soccer ball. I waved at them as I passed and looked up at the building. I looked into the darkness of the building inside, but one window behind the second floor deck caught my eye. In the immense darkness was a silhouette of a human looking out at the two children. I could not make out if it was male or female, and I could not see any facial features, just the outline of a person staring out the window in the direction of the children.
The two children know me and recognize me on my walks each day, so I asked "Do you see someone in that window up there?" but by the time they looked up, it was gone.
"Ah, well. I guess it was my imagination. No one would even be able to get into that building, the doors are completely boarded up. Forget I said anything." I knew what I saw, but I did not want to scare the children, who lived in the next building over.
Today, I was intent to capture a photo of the figure in the second floor window. As I passed by the building and waved at the children playing soccer, I nervously looked at the building, but I could not see any figure in the second floor window. After scanning the building with my eyes, right as I was about to give up and chalk it up to my imagination, I finally saw it. This time, the figure was in the third floor window, right in the center of the building looking out at the deck, watching the children, and I was able to deduce that the figure is male. It was wearing what resembled a bowler derby hat, completely dark with no facial features discernible, standing out among the darkness.
I wracked my brain for an explanation of whether a person could possibly be in that building, and how it could be possible since the ceiling is caved in most of the building, the doors are boarded up, and only the back windows are not boarded up. The upper levels of the deck are not even accessible from the outside of the building, so it is unlikely someone climbed up the deck.
Could it be a spirit? Why would he be watching the children? Why is he there?
I wonder if fires and other traumatic events stir up negative energy.