Those that were murdered, what is your story?

[Gramzi]

One day, a guy in a van was parked across the street. He called to me, asking if I had seen his dog and if I could help him find it. Me being stupid accepted it and started walking towards his van. A neighbor of mine, an older white lady, came dashing out of her house yelling and telling the guy to fuck off. Needless to say, I am haunting the guy, attempting to possess his "dog" to poop in his van.