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I moved from a Nob Hill studio apartment fully loaded with night terrors to a haunted flat in the Inner Sunset. Most of the experiences in this cohabitated living space were in fact witnessed by my roommates, two that were driven what I'd say - mad - while staying in one particular bedroom. This place changed me forever, will haunt me forever and was the nail in the coffin on why I exited San Francisco.

To protect the privacy of the others in this story I will not mention their names and do my very best to tell the tale that would foreshadow the next decade to come.

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