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Most people thought it was probably someone that
Matthews had cheated and no one cared about what had happened to
Matthews.
    A short time later, the Matthew’s house was
put on the market and sold. The couple who bought it went missing a
day after moving in, never to be heard of again. The house sat
vacant for many years when a man passing through the area had taken
a shortcut through the old Matthew’s property. He turned up missing
and was found in the woods a few days later. The man was out of his
mind, unable to talk and was committed to the hospital of the
insane. He is still there today and has never uttered a word about
what happened to him the night he disappeared at the Matthew’s
place. Finally, a man purchased the house to fix up and resale. He
has never been seen since. Several years later, the court give me
the responsibility to sell the house, Sam said, but I have had no
luck since everybody is afraid of the house and think it contains
the evil spirit of Matthews. “If I don’t take care of the ghost,
than I can’t sell the house,” Sam said.
    “Well where do I come in?” Jim said. Sam told
him that if he was able to spend the night in the old house and
nothing happened, then the spell on the place would be broken and
people would not be afraid of the house anymore. If something did
happen then Jim’s skills were to be put to the test to get rid of
whatever it was that was haunting the house. “Oh…and did I tell you
that if you got the job done, I will pay you $10,000 dollars?” Jim
said it was a deal, just let him have a couple of days to get some
things together. Sam gave Jim a key to the house and the directions
to it as they parted ways.
    A couple of days later, Jim arrived at the
old house, unlocked the front door and went in. He looked around
and besides the dirty tattered drapes, cobwebs, and the occasional
mouse, he did not see anything unusual. Jim went into a room toward
the back of the house and unzipped the bag of supplies he had. He
set out two powerful flashlights, took out his .45 colt hand gun
and slapped in the magazine, pulled back the slide and chambered a
round. He laid the extra magazine to his gun on an old table that
was next to a broken recliner where Jim planned to spend the night,
along with a book and some cough medicine. As the sun went down,
Jim had his dinner of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and a sip
of coffee from his large thermos.
    It was a moonless night so darkness came on
fast. All of a sudden, Jim heard a noise upstairs. A thump followed
by a bump. Being an unusual sound, Jim grabbed his flashlight and
his gun. Another bump followed by another bump upstairs getting
closer. Jim turned on his flashlight and aimed the beam toward the
entrance of the room which was just across from the stairs.
Bump…bump…bump the noise was coming from the stairs. Soon Jim heard
a thump as whatever it was hit the bottom of the stairs. Jim raised
his gun and pointed it toward the door Bump…Bump…Bump…then BLAST,
the door blew open. Moments later, a coffin, wobbling from side to
side, came bumping into the room. It was an old coffin moving
toward Jim. Jim raised his weapon and fired. The coffin kept moving
toward him. Jim fired until his clip was empty, but it had no
effect on the approaching coffin. Jim reloaded with his spare
magazine and emptied it into the coffin without effect. The coffin
was almost within arms reach when Jim threw the gun and one of his
flashlights at the coffin which just bounced off. The only thing
left to throw was his cough medicine. He threw it and it broke on
the coffin and ran down the front of it. All of a sudden the
“coffin” stopped.
     
     
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Chapter 6 - The prized possession
     

     
    O ne evening, I was
driving home from a camping trip in the mountains and my truck
started shuttering. Luckily, there was a farm up ahead so I pulled
in and stopped. I knocked on the door and asked the farmer if I
could use his phone to call