Here is a story I would like to share with you, It happened to a friend of mine, Let's call him Dan. This happened to him about five years ago, in the city of Chicago.

Dan had just moved to Chicago from Canada, not a big move, never the less a long one. He lived with his father while going to school to become an accountant. His father was working second shift, and had purchased a house on the north side of Chicago. It was a 3 story brick house, with a slated roof. This was a rare single family house because there are very few left in the big city. They had lived there for about 1 month when they started noticing strange things around the house. The first instance came right after Thanksgiving, Dan had just got home from his part time job at a local 7-11, it was around 8:00 and dark. As he approached the house, he heard music and saw lights go on and off. He knew it could not have been his father, and there was not suppose to be anybody home. As he approached the front door, the music seem to change tone, now it was more of an evil music, almost like chants to Satan. By this time Dan was shitting in his pants. He did not have the courage to go in by himself, so he ran to a neighbors house to call the police. He waited at his neighbors house for about 5 minutes, until he saw a squad car pull up in front of his house. He ran out and told them what had just happened. He refused to open the door, so he gave one of the officers the key and waited in the front lawn. 20 minutes later, after searching the whole house, the officers came back out and told him they had not found anybody, but when searching the crawl space under the house, They found some candles, and small statues of Satan. They told him they probably belonged to the previous owners. Dan asked them to dispose of the items, and gathered the courage to go in. When he stepped into the house he did not feel anything, it was the same old house he had left that morning before going to school. His father would be home soon, so Dan decided to wait. When his father arrived, Dan began to tell him what had happened, but before he could finish, his father began to tell Dan what he had heard. It turns out that his father had also heard that music, but he had not seen any lights. A couple of days passed with nothing else happening, until one cold Friday night, when they decided to stay home and watch TV. They where getting their furnace fixed so they had no heat. Sitting on separate couches in front of the TV, they started to hear the music coming from the basement. Just as the music started, they began to feel heat coming also from the basement. They looked at each other, and without saying a word decided to investigate. The temperature was still rising little by little, but as hot as it was getting, they did not want to take the blankets off. As they approached the door to the basement, the music got louder and the heat became hotter. By this time they were both ready to run out of the house but decided to get to the bottom of this. As they looked down the stairs, into the basement, the could smell candles burning and the flickering on the walls was very bright, as if there were thousands of candles. The father went one step further were he could see the whole basement. On the east corner he say a guy, kneeling one foot in the air, in front of some statues. He turned around to look at them, his eyes were as red as blood, and his black clothing hid his arms. there was an evil look in his eyes, then he spoke. He said " Where is my God?" Dan and his father were so scared they ran out and went to a relatives house. The next day, they decided to put the house for sale. About a year ago, Dan went back to talk to his old neighbor, and learned that a man, in his mid 30's hung himself in the basement by a pipe. People described him as strange, always wearing dark cloths, and coming out at night. They never found any idols like the ones the police officer found, but maybe that's because he hid them.

This was a true story, Dan and his father never heard or saw anything else in their new house.