K and I went to see a house a while ago. I don't know what happened there, but when I went upstairs I became more and more nervous and eventually ran back downstairs and out the door. Scary or what.
It was as if something was telling me to get out. K had the same feeling in the basement. I've never had that happen before.
Could be. It used to be a home for disabled people. We were both terrified, but we didn't say anything until we were back in our car.