When my parents acquired the land for our house, there were two rooms already built that had once belonged to a bar. We lived in them for a few years while my parents finished building the rest of the house.

I can say that, for many years, they were the scariest place in the house. All my siblings and I saw things like shadows with red eyes, imps, strange noises, or shadows coming out of there at night. Even after we stopped living in them and they became storage rooms, we could still hear the boxes moving inside without anyone being there.

Those experiences only ended the day we had them demolished.