Finding Dead Bodies is Not that Much Fun

It's that Halloween time of year once again.

I like this time of year for a number of reasons such as cooler weather, the changing of the leaves, family time, festivals and especially Halloween candy.
I am not as big with the ghosts and goblins as some are but I have my own share of spooky stories and adventures.

This is actually a true story.

What we have done for a number of years is invest in real estate and manage the properties for ourselves. My main role through all these years has been maintenance on some level, whether that was doing it myself or being in charge of other maintenance guys. 
This has been a family business with several members of the family involved at one time or another. Our daughter, Tara, happened to be working with us at the time this story took place.

Some rather strange people lived in this one particular apartment that we owned. They were already living there when we purchased the place and they had done nothing wrong. They just were a little strange.

Nobody had seen these people in several days and concerned people started to call. There were  notes for them left on their door. After a few days, we also grew concerned about them and wanted to make sure everything was all right.

My daughter asked me to check it out and she would come along.

After knocking loudly and waiting, we knocked again and there was never and answer at the door.
I stuck the key in the door while yelling the usual warning words in this situation. No answer still.
Furniture was still everywhere as if somebody still lived there. It was a mess and I said as much rather loudly as I tend to do at times.
There was nobody around in the living, dining and kitchen areas. No lights were on. Nobody home it appeared from all evidence.

As it looked like nobody was home, my confidence increased and I made several comments about how sloppy they were. There was clutter everywhere and I wouldn't exactly hire these folks to clean anything if I needed that type of work done.

The bedroom door was shut. Once again, I knocked on a door to make sure they were not inside.
No answer.
We opened the door slowly into a very messy bedroom. My voice was louder yet again as I declared the residents to be filthy to the core.

Nobody was in the bedroom, and the lights were off. There was only one more door in the apartment that we had not opened and it was the closet.
Thinking nothing of it, I opened the closet door for whatever reason.

I may have screamed "they're dead" like a little girl, I am no longer sure as I saw the bodies of two people laying on the closet floor.
I slammed the closet door and we ran yelling like a couple of cowards. I am no longer sure who hit the doors first, Tara or I. But, out the door we ran not even taking the time to lock it.
I had never seen dead bodies before other than at a funeral and didn't like what I saw.

They were as white as sheets, or more fitting in the situation, ghosts. She was completely naked and laying face down. He was laying face up in his underwear. I had never seen whiter skin in my life which I had imagined dead skin to look like.

Tara called the police. I tried to gather myself and remain calm. Dead bodies were not my thing. I am no ambulance chaser.
The cops took their time arriving and it seemed like an eternity. In reality, it was probably half an hour.

The rest of the story is almost as weird as the first beginning. The cops came. They knocked on the same door I did.
The people answered the door and were watching TV as if nothing had ever happened.

Nothing was ever said about this again. Nobody knows why these people were in the closet and I never asked. I never looked at them directly again the remainder of their time living in their apartment. Never said a word to them or had any contact at all with them.
Did they think they were vampires? Why passed out in the closet? These are questions I will never know the answer to.

The story is funny to me now. I am sure glad they were not dead and sure glad I did not discover dead people in our apartment.
As far as I know they are still alive somewhere, just not in our place.

Not really a spooky story, but a true one and a little spooky to me at the time.

Happy Halloween.