"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.


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.