First message
It was a beautiful, calm day outside. Everything was going good so far: the movers were nice, my cats were chilling in my truck, and the house was even better than I thought. I knew it was an older house - haunted as well - which is part of the reason I took it. It’s also cheap. I wasn’t afraid of ghosts, I didn’t really believe in them. But I decided that I’m paying rent, so they’ll have to deal with me. It took a while, but I had finally slumped down around my boxes.