I bought a car from a friend one time and for some reason it creeped me out when I drove it at night, like someone nefarious was riding in the back seat. I was casually talking to the friend I bought it from and he told me that he had gotten the car from a buddy who had just refurbished it. “Why?” I asked. “Oh, some guy committed suicide in it and they had to replace the headliner and all of the upholstery.” Yeah, I got rid of it soon after that conversation.
did you tell the new buyer about the suicide? btw--my sister was doing business with a small graphics firm... she went to their "new" building... the two young owners excitedly gave her a tour... as she went from office to office, she felt a creepy oppressiveness, and could not understand why... later that day she found out that the building used to house Planned Parenthood--where they performed abortions... the weird thing to me is, my sister is very much pro-abortion... and she felt the ugliness that lingered there...