It slamed shut, the gate. by itself. Or at least, it looked like nothing was there. But there was, a ghost maybe? The cold and chilling presence crept past them very slowly, they could feel it circling them. For the two men never believed in paranormal activity until now. The call, 2am, a water main had broken in the neighborhood right by the field when something mysteriously detached it. They went to the sight, only to find nothing was wrong. All of the pipes were attaced properly. it had look as if nothing had been pampered with. Taking a look at it more closely, all of the bolts and screws were in their right place. When the cold chill hit them. It was the midst of summer. The summer nights would never seep below a comfortable 70 degrees. But it did. The hairs stood up on the back of their neck's. The grown men were actually frightened. not usual, but they were. In fear, they started on their was back to their trucks with their equitment in hand, when something behind them seemed to blow a huge gust of chilling air. In the truck, one man saw the shadow of a man, in the window is a house that followed where he was walking. He was ne