Em (wife) and I were looking around at a large house that we were considering buying. I think we were there with a real estate agent and a couple of family members, and as we were walking around the house, we were taking pictures.
The house reminded me of a church somewhat like Pleasant Valley Church. The first picture that we took was from the entry way of the main living area which happened to be the most like the sanctuary. That's really the only area I remember taking pictures of, although I know I took lots of pictures throughout the visit. I don't even remember most of the visit.
At the end, Em and I had taken the memory card out of her digital camera and we were loading the pictures on a computer in order to look better at the house and come to a decision about whether or not to buy it.
The first picture loaded, and when I saw it, it scared me so badly that I woke up. It was the first picture of the sanctuary, and even though when I took the picture there wasn't anyone in there, the picture showed hundreds of people all standing in the sanctuary, packed together, and facing me as I took the picture. They were the spirits of the dead from the cemetery. They all had short dark hair, but varied as much as a normal crowd in every other way. There were men, women, children, young, and old. They were all pale and had dark circles around their eyes. All of their eyes looked into mine as I saw the picture.
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