I thought there was a ghost in my apartment. I tried to follow it around, but I failed. I could tell where it was but the presence of a cold spot.

A few months after this I had a series of really miserable headaches over the course of about a week. Then I woke up around 3 in the morning, and a voice started talking in my head. That was February 7, 2006, and it was the beginning of the end of my old life and the start of horrors beyond counting.