I've been a sucker for ghost stories my entire life, but my favorite type of ghost stories are those in which the apparition of somebody who just died appears before a witness who didn't even know the other person was dead. It kinda adds a certain touch of credibility to the story, and lends credence to the possibility of life after death. Now that I think about it, maybe that's why so many of us are fascinated by ghosts; maybe the fascination stems from the fact that we're subconsciously looking for answers to questions about our own mortality.
The following incident took place in Cleveland in 1886.
The following incident took place in Cleveland in 1886.