I had recently just lost my house and the thought of renting an apartment did not appeal to me for several reasons; the number one reason being the lack of space, especially since I worked out of the house. So I decided to go with the next best option: it would be to rent the basement of a house. I searched for about a week until I found something that fit my needs. It was in an older area of the city, but even though the area was mature it was still well kept. It would be just perfect for the lifestyle I was living.
I remember going to meet the young couple who lived upstairs of the house rental. As I pulled up I sat in my car and looked around at the area and for some strange reason I had the vision of my mother walking down the street with me when I was a child. The image faded and I exited my car, walked up to the front door and gave it a hard rap. The wife of the couple answered and told me to come around back. As I walked around back I stopped for a second and a vision of massive snowdrifts in the backyard entered my head. Why this image entered my head I did not know. I shook out the cobwebs and entered the house where the young wife led me down the stairs when suddenly I slipped, stumbled and fell down the last several steps. She asked me if I was okay and I said I was fine. I looked back up to the top of the stairs and saw two young children inside a big cardboard box, they started to rock back and forth and then tumbled down the stairs in the box, laughing as they made their way down. Quickly they disappeared from my imagination.
The basement was spacious and paneled with wood. There was a big empty space in the middle of it and for whatever reason I imagined a pool table being there. The young lady was talking, but I wasn't listening. The place haunted me with a flood of images and I blurted out, "I'll take it."
She smiled and told me I could move in as soon as I like. I ignored her and she went upstairs as I continued my mysterious investigation of the basement. I walked into the washroom and remember long ago there being a Playboy magazine near the sink. I walked out of the bathroom into the area of a bedroom where I became deeply disturbed with the vision of man having a girl tied up with a rope around her neck. She was screaming. Yes! It was here where I saw the girl on the bed screaming with a rope around her neck and a naked man hollering at me to go away. I remember running out of the house as a child and telling my father who was in the yard. The police came, but the man escaped through a window and the girl was dead.
This was the house I was born and raised in, and on that day, years ago, when I saw the screaming girl we were no longer living there. Our family had moved to another home, but my parents still owned the house and were trying to rent it. The house at the time was empty and the man must have broken in with the girl. We arrived that day because my dad was showing the house. I entered it first and that's when I saw the women screaming on the bed...
My recollection of the past was complete and I walked up the stairs and told the young wife I was no longer interested in renting the basement.