I must admit feeling slightly haunted by thoughts of young Kenneth and Roz enjoying the first fruits of forbidden love somewhere here in Bellview House. But the first half of the night passed peacefully enough. Then suddenly I awoke to what sounded like the unmistakable knocking of a resident Poltergeist. I drifted off again but felt strangely restless for the remainder of the night.
In the morning, Junior admonished me for snoring like a pig inexplicably from the middle of the night till dawn, and informed me that he had resorted to making sudden noises to wake me up or anything to still the noise. Events had culminated in double clapping and shouting close to the eardrum...
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