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A few years ago, my wife and I went to a funeral for one of our friends. The service was held in the chapel for St. Patrick's Catholic Church in Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania. We drove up there early on Sunday morning because this was my friend's last wish to be buried during Mass on their local holy day. We didn't think too much about it as we left the house at 7AM but when we arrived, our hearts sank as it became obvious that no one else had come yet. A large sign posted on the door said "Due to Mass being delayed due to illness..." We looked around outside and saw an old graveyard with headstones marked by numbers instead of names. After finishing some pictures, we went back inside to wait with the staff. When it was time for the funeral to begin, the chapel was still empty. We walked into his old high school gym where everyone gathered and were greeted by his mother and sister along with some other family members. I was shocked when I walked in because on my way there I had seen people all around me but on entering the gym, I had completely forgotten about them. The images of what I saw there will haunt my dreams forever... There were at least 30 people present but no one else had come to the funeral either. Everyone had been waiting outside all morning because they said they didn't want to go inside by themselves. The priest had called the bereaved family members and invited them to stay in the church until the rest of their friends and relatives arrived. His invitation had been declined because they were afraid of going inside a possibly haunted building. After a few minutes, two more people showed up and they were also greeted in the gym. They all had seen a man in a trench coat, sitting on a bench outside by himself, looking at everyone with an evil grin on his face. They said this man was there every morning at exactly 9:30 when they go to pick up their kids from school, but he never approached anyone when they got there. He was always wearing a black trench coat and a black trilby hat. Whenever they had seen him, he would disappear when you look at him and when you try to take his picture with your cell phone, the result is always a blurred image. They never felt scared until this morning because this guy was there every day and on the way there they always had their friends around them. They asked if we had seen him too on our way to the funeral service but we replied that we'd only seen some people milling around in front of the chapel. They felt relieved that they were not alone in their fear but then started getting angry at the cops that wouldn't do anything about it. They had even called the cops several times to report this weird man but the cops keep telling them that they cannot do anything unless this man actually does something wrong. You can see why everyone is afraid of going inside now right? After about an hour, all but one woman came inside and we were told that she was waiting for her husband who only came every second Sunday with his daughter and had not been seen with them at Mass in a long time. She asked if we could go and look for them and we agreed. We found no one else outside and went back inside the church only to find out that she had left as well. The priest had been busy with other things so he had no idea. cfa1e77820
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