Okay so, my great grandma’s home in Chicago was an old historical mansion. For whatever reason, when the electrical work was put in the light switch in the foyer was not right when you walked in the door. You had to walk to the end of the hallway to turn the light on.
And no one was home. And my dad got home. He was like 17-ish. He walked in the door. And the room he felt was ice cold. A cold he had never felt in his life. And my great grandma used to see spirits all the time. And she would also describe a bad spirit as being ice cold. And it’s a cold that shouldn’t be there. So he told my great grandma about it right away. And she had someone come and do something.
But her mom, Mama Price, our great great grandmother had like a book. Not a book on witchcraft, but some sort of spell-ish book with like homeopathic remedies. There is a very spiritual side the that side of the family.