Carnegie Central Library of Pittsburgh
We love mystery stories.
We don’t pick up after ourselves.
I died in a place that I loved.
We love mystery stories.
We don’t pick up after ourselves.
I died in a place that I loved.
Having to leave while alive, a spirit or two have moved back, keeping an eye on the living.
Past Confederate POWs or inmates now love this marvelous place; they find peace and enjoyment.
The serene and peaceful aura here seems to draws spirits of children, adults and soldiers.
A former owner is tickled pink at the resulting library, but is upset with lack of a favorite outside item. This friendly presence now stays with a weakness for modern items.
Adultery and betrayal caused deaths at a wedding reception.
Living firefighters had the added unseen help of past crew members (now in spectral form).