Picture this. It's time for bed after a long day at work and you're about to go to sleep.

The lights are off and your relaxing sound machine is on and you're pulling back your sheets.

Suddenly, you hear a tapping. It sounds like it's coming from inside of your walls.

Great, just what you need. A rat problem. You look for an exterminator to call

after work tomorrow. But the next morning, when you wake up, things seem a bit out of place.

There's a cup in the sink, but you left your sink empty. One of your chairs is too far back. That's not how you left

it. Or is it? Maybe you did. While you're standing in the kitchen, confused, there's more tapping.

But this time it sounds like footsteps. Your heart starts racing. Maybe it's not a rodent problem. Could your apartment be

haunted? When people find things out of place in their house and start hearing strange sounds,

their minds go to the paranormal. Although sometimes the truth and the living can be far worse.

My name is Edwin, and here is a horror scene.

Philip Peters retired after 40 years at the Denver and Rio Grande Western Railroad in 1930.

He and his wife, Helen, were enjoying their time together.

The children were adults now and lived 250 miles away.

For fun, Philip and Helen were part of a local mandolin band and they taught music lessons together.

But their fun and carefree retirement came to an end in 1941.

Helen had fallen and broken her hip.

She had to spend weeks at the hospital and Philip was left at home, alone.

Or at least he thought he was.

Peter's neighbors knew that he was lonely and invited him over for dinner. They even gave

him leftover for the next few days. On October 17, 1941, Peter walked over to his house

after dinner. He was carrying his leftovers.

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