"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."

Friday, July 18, 2008

Well, That Was Weird

The office is kind of empty today and I have my section of the floor all to myself. A colleague came by to chat with me. As we did, I clearly saw a woman walk behind her and go into the cubicle across from mine... where she vanished.

My colleague asked me what was wrong and I described what I'd just witnessed. She asked me to describe the woman and I was able to give a pretty good description.

"Oh!" she said. "That was my sister!"

Her sister was murdered six years ago.

2 comments:

Bast said...

Had she seen her sister before?

Raven said...

She says she has.

I'd seen her sister before (in a picture) and was pretty sure that's who I saw, but didn't want to tell my colleague until she volunteered the information.