I’ll keep this short and sweet. When my son was about 3-4 years old we’d go visit my grandparents. He refused to go down the hallway to the bathroom, which was also where my grandparents bedroom was and a spare bedroom. He would point down the hall and just say “scary guy.” He would repeat that. As a little background, my grandparents lived in that house and I was there many times when I was young. It wasn’t until I had my son there and he refused to go down the hall because of the “scary guy” that my grandmother told me the previous owner died in the house.

Maybe it was nothing. Idk. But I think my son was seeing something the rest of us couldn’t see.