Moving into an older house with a small backyard, the Mehta family noticed an old wooden swing still hanging from a thick oak tree branch, clearly original to the property and left behind by whoever had lived there long before them. Their young son enjoyed playing on it during the day, but several nights in a row, Mrs. Mehta woke to the faint, rhythmic creaking of the swing moving steadily outside her bedroom window, despite no wind disturbing the otherwise still night air surrounding their quiet new home. Assuming a neighborhood cat or simple structural settling explained the noise, she largely ignored it until one particularly clear night when she finally looked directly out her window and saw the swing moving in a slow, steady arc, exactly as though someone invisible sat upon it, pushing gently with unseen feet against the soft grass below. Frightened, she woke her husband, who saw the same impossible movement before it gradually slowed and stopped entirely the moment he stepped toward the window for a closer look. The next morning, an elderly neighbor mentioned, seemingly without much concern, that the previous family's young daughter had died falling from that very swing many years earlier, and that the new owners eventually always reported the same strange nighttime movement until the day, sooner or later, they finally decided to remove the old swing from the tree completely.
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