First, I'd like to say thank you to everyone who commented on my last entry, and I'm so sorry I haven't done anything before this, but I haven't had the time, and when I have, the internet has been down.
Right, I've been doing my research on the area, and as far as I know, there where no asylums. There was, however, a man who, as far as I know, accidentally killed his neighbor's small child. From what I've gathered from local history books, he went insane with grief. I also know that he was a young married man, and was very religious. I didn't get a name.
Apparently, his dying words where something along the lines of "It's Him, It's Lucifer, and He's Come To collect me!" but this is either a myth, or a religious thing, and if it is, could someone tell me, because I'm not of the Christian faith and wouldn't know. Cheers.
Also, I have seen the man in the Jacket, or 'Bill', as my mate calls him, about 5 times since then, same thing roughly; sometimes he gets out of the cupboard and vanishes. I told my friend not to give him a name, makes it too real, but the night she slept over and for once, didn't call him Bill was the first night he came out of the cupboard. Do you think we should stop calling him Bill or carry on?