I kind of feel like getting back in ghost busting. And the whole practice can be odd, really, how the search for positive evidence of the existence of spirits, ESP, telepathy, and so on, can hone one's sense of critical observation and examination, to the point the hunt naturally on it's own goes from looking for evidence to prove from gathering evidence to dismiss. But, that's really only if you're honest about your findings, because stairways to hell, satanic churches, haunted forests, raging spirits living by a bridge or train crossing, I don't know how many times I've illegally trespassed wanting to find a shard of evidence for all that stuff only to discover the hellhounds who guard a graveyard are the real dogs of the real groundskeeper. Spirits glowing in the forest? That turned out to be phosphorous. Screams of murdered girls where nothing more than bats and owls. Satanic graves deep in the woods, they are no where to be found (and the stories heavily conflict with history of the land and knowledge of the area the locals possess).