It’s just like that scene from A Christmas Carol:
MARLEY: I wear the chains I forged in life. I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I gathered it on my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it. I also took a shit ton of fentanyl. Got it from my brother, Robert. You want some?
A neighbor who spoke with WSOC rejected the haunted apartment claim allegedly advanced by the two Edwards women.
“I think that’s crazy,” she said. “I don’t believe there’s any paranormal activity here.”
Thank goodness, definitive evidence as to the absence of paranormal activity.
…that is, until they turned around for the briefest of moments, only to find that the neighbor they were talking to had disappeared. Confused, they spoke with the apartment manager a short while later who confirmed that the neighbor they had been speaking to had died that very day 15 years ago.