Well, I ran into him again. I was doing some work in the upper basement and felt it again. He was coming up from the lower basement. It seemed, the more I noticed him and thought about him, the closer he came. I set a simple protection and he backed away. I pushed him back to the the lower basement and surrounded him. When I do this, I think of a bubble expanding from me, and I stretch it out in the shape I want.
My wife is scared to go down there by herself, even in the daylight. All the kids seem to know about him and accept him. It is sorta weird, even my nine year old seems to know. But she sometimes has nightmares and runs to our bed. She is a little old for that type of stuff. Who wants a nine year old in bed.
Sometimes when I think about him, I start to feel his presence. Othertimes not.
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