My husband and I were house sitting for a friend. She lived with her new husband in a beautiful 1930 Spanish style home in the Hollywood Hills. One of the previous owners was a wheelchair bound older woman so she had an elevator installed. The unfortunate older woman had been killed in the home by a robber. By the time we started house sitting for my friend the elevator had been broken and dormant for years. We had house-sat for this woman dozens of times with no problems. However, this time was different.

The couple had just given birth to their first son and set out in December to visit New York and show all of their relatives the bouncing baby boy.

Right away upon entering the home we noticed a whirring sound. It came from the elevator. I also noticed that a light came on at the elevator seeming to indicate that it was now in working order. I guessed that the owner had got it working to lighten her load what with the pregnancy and the baby etc.

Then we started hearing muffled screams and thumps late at night. This is unusual as there are no neighbors near enough to hear their comings and goings. Also, the screams and thumps happened at around the same time every night. Then one night, my husband and I woke up at the same time inexplicably and full of fear. We instantly clutched one another and looked around. There was nothing there but it was ice cold in the room. that same night, after we fell back asleep I dreamed that a very old lady in her underwear and with a grey hue from top to bottom was floating over us and looking at us with such a sad face it would break your heart if it didn't scare you to death.

The next morning I baked christmas goodies and listened to Christmas Carols. I called the owner to ask about the elevator. She informed me that she never had the elevator fixed!!

The baking seemed to help. we had no more screams, no more thumps. The elevator noise continued however.