THIS letter is for all those who regard paranormal activity as nonsense.
My wife and I were recently enjoying a relaxing drink in Frankies Bar, in Darlington, when we felt a spine chilling nip in the air. We were shocked, but strangely amazed, by what accompanied it.
The vision could only be described as an eerie shape, mumbling gibberish, with the only discernible signs of a bowler hat and a strange smell of cheese and onion. Then, as quick as it had arrived, it was gone, heading rapidly towards the toilets.
We asked at the bar what we had observed and were informed that it was a malevolent force known to strike fear into anyone unfortunate to encounter it.
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