Things went on like that for a month. Marie was concerned, sure that the house was not the subject of a haunting, but of a repeat intruder. James had taken a position with the sheriff’s office after the War, and Marie swore it was a vengeful arrestee who kept sneaking in at night.
Locks on the doors, exterior lights, and other security measures didn’t help. James stopped sleeping more than an hour a night. And it definitely affected his health both mental and physical. He was so worried.