Well...its not about a rpg game session...
During the week, I live alone in a house my uncle owns. I usually go home on the weekends and stay here for classes in the week. Anyway about two years ago, three of my friends, Chase, Blocker and Chris, decided they'd come down instead and stay the weekend. It was a big party weekend and we hung around on campus and the strip until well into the night. Then we came home and played some Magic: the Gathering (none of us felt like playing any D&D). We play at the kitchen table.
My kitchen's rather plain. At one end is a small room with the table. Beside the table is the door to the carport. At the other end of the kitchen, past the counters, fridge, stove and island bar, is a door to a storage room. This is the interesting door. Supposably, this house is haunted. The previous occupant, a close friend of my uncle, died in the house. He was in his early forties. He had been dead a decade when I moved into the house. My uncle had told me to expect but ignore strange occurances. He wouldn't go into detail about them. I shrugged and thought little of it. I still don't, because I've learned to expect and ignore strange occurances. If anything is haunting this house, then its not violent. Well, not often. I'm not a big believer of ghosts anyway.
Anyway, I had warned my friends of this. I had warned them of specific things: Don't be alarmed if the storage room door opens and never close the door in the back bathroom while you're in it. If you need to, use the other bathroom.
Well, one of my friends, Chris, gets easily scared and wanted to go back home almost immediately. btw, this guy wet his pants at age 18 while watching 13 Ghosts in theater. Lo and behold, the strange occurances for the rest of the weekend center on him. If there's really a ghost, then I suppose it sensed the fear and picked on him. Chris goes in the back bathroom and is careful not to shut the door. While using the bathroom, the lights go out and the door slams and locks. We all hear the slamming and its result (he screamed lol) and go an investigate. The door's locked from the inside so there's little we can do. He bangs and turns the knob. After about two minutes the door just swings open and almost knocks him down. The lights are back on. Chris has wet himself again.
That was just one incident.
This brings me back to the gaming session that night...
We're having a long, drawed out multiplayer game when a noise comes from the storage room. As we watch (nothing new to me) the door unlocks and the knob turns. Then the door swings open. Silence. No one moves. A few minutes pass and then the door slams shut and locks itself again. An hour later...the same thing. This time, however, the door doesn't slam. It slowly shuts itself and doesn't lock...as if its trying to entice one of us to entering it. We went to bed after that. Chris begged to not be left in a room alone. He ended up sleeping in the floor of my room beside my room. He protested when I turned the light out, so I settled for having a lamp left on until morning.
Chris has never returned to this house and still swears he never will.
