No fucking shit. I had a dream last night about a ghost named Tom. I don’t remember any specific details, but I was in a house that was very reminiscent of The Others: very dusky, foggy, weird lighting. And there was a man named Tom who used to live there and he didn’t want me to be there at ALL. Then suddenly, while posting on Facebook:
The search is ON. I found this site and this picture, which is incredibly creepy:
Schnor is apparently a Danish name and I’m going to assume a moderately normal, common one. However, add an extra R at the end and you get this:
I think I am going to go hide now.