Mr. Ballin

And then a few hours later, Dr. Allard heard another knock on his door.

And this time when the door opened, it was a police officer.

And it was actually the officer that the four gravediggers had gone and found at Dr. Allard's suggestion.

And he had gone over, checked the coffin, and, you know, the coffin wasn't moving.

It wasn't making any weird sounds.

It was sealed shut.

There was nothing going on.

And so the officer eventually instructed the gravediggers, you know, to go ahead and bury it.

There's nothing going on here.

And so the gravediggers had, at that point, buried the coffin, and that had been that.

And so the officer was here just to tell Dr. Allard that, hey, it's all good, you know, he's buried, we can move on.

About a week later, Dr. Allard had basically forgotten about this whole snafu around the coffin and whatever was going on with it.

He was sort of onto the next thing, and he was out like he normally was at night to go for a walk.

And the area that he liked to walk in the most was actually the cemetery.

Not because he had some sort of morbid obsession, but because, you know, it was often, you know, vacant.

There was nobody there.

And so it was a peaceful place to go walking.

And so, you know, he's strolling through the cemetery like usual, and he's not seeing anybody like usual.

But as it began to get dark, he was walking down this one row of headstones, and he looked up ahead.

And he could have sworn he saw somebody standing behind a tree with their bodies sort of half out of the tree, half behind the tree, sort of half obscured.