A friend of mine grew up in a converted Funeral Home. He said it was always creepy a night and having been there alot as a kid I can attest to that.

Anyway, unfortunately his brother was diagnosed with a fatal disease, one that was slowly taking him. Well his brother being rightly angered left his family religion and started parcticing a messing with the dark arts a little. My buddy told me a story that still gives me shivers.

One night my friend came home and was confronted with a "Freakin Talking candle" which was asking for his brother. Now my buddy being quite religous wouldn't make this up out of thin air and was and always is quite serious when he tells this story. What really happened? Who knows, but this is just one of many things that happened in that eiry house.