A very good friend of mine lived in a small 2 bedroom house deep in the country. About a mile from his place was a sinkhole (folks in Florida know what they are). He lived with his mother, stepdad, and sister. His stepfather passed away one day while my friend and his sister were at school and his mother was at work. He died right in the living room floor. They had his body cremated, and they spread his ashes at the sinkhole (the sinkhole has a pond that drains into it, and the water drains into a hole almost like a drain into the earth, so it was kind of like they were burying him. All was well for several months, but around the time of his step dads would be birthday, people started feeling uneasy at his house. Well, his mother began dating again, and was away from home a lot. We all stayed with my buddy Jason at his place while his mother was out of town... there were noises and vibrations that just didn't seem natural , and that uneasy feeling (kind of like the dread you get when you think you are in real trouble)... we didn't even finish the night before we left. When his mother returned, the house was ransacked... but nothing was taken. Two months later they moved out, they said people were coming into the house when they weren't home and someone was peeking into windows when they were home. After they moved out, the house burnt down within a month... electrical fire the very day Jasons mother had the electricity turned off.