Real ghost stories from real people. This is Into the Paranormal with Tony Bruske.

Some stories take root in the everyday, a place where comfort should be found, where laughter

echoes off walls and where families grow. But sometimes those walls harbor secrets far older than their inhabitants, and laughter

fades into whispers that aren't meant to be heard.

Ella's story begins like so many others, a new chapter in a quiet neighborhood, an

apartment at Brookhaven Court that promised nothing more than a simple life.

Yet it didn't take long for the ordinary to slip into the extraordinary and for her to realize

she wasn't as alone as she thought. What would you do if shadows started to move on their own?

If the knight whispered in languages you couldn't understand.

For Ella, Faith was her anchor, but even that was tested as her home turned into something unrecognizable.

What do you do when the safety of four walls becomes a prison you can't escape?

Let's get to the letter.

They write,

Dear Tony, I never imagined I'd be writing to someone like you, but I don't know where else to turn.

Things have been happening in my home, things I can't explain, things I can't stop.

I've always believed in the supernatural, but this is different.

It feels personal and it feels dangerous.

It started this past summer. At first, it was subtle, the kind of thing you'd brush off without thinking twice, shadows darting across the room when no one else was there. A flicker in your

peripheral vision that disappears the moment you

turn your head. My boyfriend saw it too, and so did my brother, Sam. Neither of them would admit they

were scared, but I could see it in their faces. Then there were the small things, objects moving on

their own. Keys would vanish from the counter and show up in the most bizarre places,

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