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The Keg Mansion
Toronto, ON
by KLR

It's finally a relief to tell these stories to people who might actually believe or appreciate them. Well, I eventually moved to Toronto, got a job at a travel agents as I pursued other avenues of work knowledge. I lived in a one bedroom basement apartment with two room mates. Very cramped indeed, but that is Toronto for you when yer on a budget. Anyhow, our one room mate had this habit of clearing out the fridge before we ever got a bite to eat. So, in his way of apologizing he took me and the other room mate out for dinner at the Keg Mansion. A unique dining experience to say the least.

They seated the three of us in a parlour room on the main level, it was a tiny room with one window and one door the one we entered. however, our one room mate said that he can see a man out of the corner of his eye, walking back and forth on the
other side of the room where the door "isn't". Whenver he turned to look, no one was there. This happened for him continously throughout the meal. He was very aggitated cause by the tiem
we were done, no one was left in that particular parlour room but us, and he could still the man walking back and forth. As we were getting ready to leave, our room mate was paying the bill, I
went to the washroom. Up the winding stair case I go, find the ladies and enter. Nothing out of the ordinary, nice washroom, however I was the only one in it. I entered a stall, sat to do
business, placing a bag I had with a bottle of wine on the hook of the door, it was a strong plastic bag, so during my visit to the bathroom, the bag managed to find its way from the hook
to the floor to stand in front of me on the floor with barely a thud as it landed and the bad not broken to allow the bag to fall of its own accord. Someone or something had lifted it from
the hook, gently placed it on the floor in front of me. Again, at this point I'm used to it, I finished, washed my hands calmly and left the washroom.

Another visit from Fred, at this point? I dont this so. There is too much in the Keg Mansion for him to bother me there, besides he didn't follow me to the apartment so....who was it? Is the question indeed!

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