Dan DaCosta Real Estate Group

Every real estate agent has a story that still makes the hair on the back of their neck stand up. This one takes place right here in Kingston , in a quiet neighborhood not far from the waterfront — where a “simple” showing turned into something straight out of a ghost story. It was late October, just before dusk, when I met a young couple to tour an older limestone home on lets call it “ABC Street”. The property looked great on paper — classic 1800s charm, original trim, tall windows, and that historic Kingston character buyers love. But as soon as we stepped inside, something felt… off. The air was cold — colder than outside — and had that stillness you only feel in vacant homes. We made it through the main floor fine, admiring the antique details and slightly creaky floors. But then we reached the basement. The lights down there didn’t work. No big deal — old wiring, I thought. I pulled out my phone flashlight, and we started down the stairs. The moment my foot hit the concrete, my f...