This happened when I was in Charleston. I invited my friends over for a dinner. When we ate, the aroma of perfume filtered through the air. This happened twice at four group dinner. This I didn't think was anything. One night at 4:00 a.m. sharp, there was a moan. It scared me half to death. After I got my courage, I yelled who's there. The cry stopped. Then I heard footsteps, I opened the door and no one was there. But someone had locked the bathroom door. Till this day I won't forget this. But I did some research and a lady died at the house at 4:00 a.m. sharp. Her name was Charlotte.