
The one with windows shuttered by overgrown shrubs and an ill-kempt lawn where the weeds are only outnumbered by creepy lawn ornaments?
The one that never has any lights on?
Yeah, well... people keep telling you a lady lives there by herself, but you never see her.
One time, though, you thought you saw a floral-patterned moo-moo moving in the faint, flickering light produced by the Home Shopping Network. But nothing conclusive. Kinda like that grainy film clip of Bigfoot.