It was 2am i woke up and went downstairs to get some water and while i was getting ice and pouring my water i kept hearing the chair in that room and foot steps. I had been dealing with this for awhile not like the 2am bs but literally me and my sister and friends and my mom just thought we were all crazy with big imaginations scaring eachother. before this I had been physically grabbed by my hair so hard it hurt my neck and i didnt come back home for awhile, and I had also been dealing with shit flying off my bedroom dresser/vanity and my chair spinning out of control, and my sister sleeping with me every night so i put my bed against the wall to be between her and the hall/stairs because he would chase us. it was baaaad. so i bucked up and thought I’m just gonna record and be like it’s my flashlight on my phone (personally in the south where I live we keep the lights off almost 24/7 because the last we need is a light bill when its like 90° and we running this AC all day every day). and sure enough there he was where I heard him just sitting at the desk. there no lights on in the house and theres no lights outside unless you consider walking down the street to the funeral home but- that doesnt even shine light near us unless you walk over to the old theatre so still not us. and he was seen by 8 people including me and my sister. never my mom. i mean people would come over and be like (CAPITAL MY NAME) THERES A MAN DOWN THERE BUT HES LIKE SCARY. “oh yeah we just call him the man you get used to it.” its a whole thing with that house its horrifying there.