I had a friend and her family, who moved out to her husbands family farm..His whole family had grown up there, and of course
he was very happy to be back..She said things didn't feel right..
Of course there were the stories of a "dead Indian" that walked the grounds..Everyone had seen it at least a couple of times
and her 5 yr old became terrified of it..It would walk around the upstairs rooms making noises..and one time it scattered her
kids Tinker-Toys all over the living-room..And nobody was ever brave enough to climb those stairs to the attic..
Well, one night her little boy, kept hearing his name being called..He thought it sounded like his daddy..It drew him to the stairway, closer & closer he went..it was pitch black and as he peered into the darkness suddenly a pair of red eyes floated down, right in front of his face..!! He let out a scream and fell backwards down the stairs..Of course it woke the rest of the family and they ran to him..He was totally hysterical..He was speechless but kept pointing to the top of the stairs..So they looked up to the top and,"SLAM"!!, the door closed..
After that they never turned the lights off..and the boys slept in "mom & dads" room..!!