It wasn't the sort of trouble that you'd expect from an unhappy tenant and his cranky landlord,

but the way it all went down, well, it's the perfect sort of story that lore fans love.

William Kent was a loan shark from Norfolk, England, whose wife passed away in 1758. A year later,

he found love again, but this time with his dead wife's sister, and since church law prevented

marriage between a widower and close family like that, they did the next best thing. They moved

to London, got a room together, and kept a low profile. Except, well, their landlord Richard

Parsons wasn't the easiest to get along with. I won't bore you with the specifics, but the

end result was a legal battle between William and Richard that created a lot of bad blood.

When Richard's new lover passed away from smallpox, it must have felt like the world was crashing

down around him. And that's when the hauntings began. A spirit filled William's lodgings with

all sorts of odd noises, and after large crowds and a say answer to, William's old landlord

claimed that the ghost told him a secret that William had murdered his lover, and possibly

his wife before as well. But the ghost it turns out was nothing more than the landlord's daughter,

Elizabeth. The father it was prosecuted, found guilty, and sentenced to two years in prison,

while the rest of the community had to come to terms with the realization that the whole haunting

story had been just one big lie. Oh, and because both my American and British listeners

need a good giggle every once in a while, the haunted house was located on Cochlaine,

and the dead mistress's name was Fanny. Do with that what you will.

In all seriousness though, some things are too good to be true. A guaranteed investment,

a sure bet, and yes, even a good old-fashioned haunting. We want to believe, but at the end

of the day all we're guaranteed to find is disappointment. At least that's usually the case,

because as frightening as it is to consider, as with most things in life, there are always

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