The office where I met G. and Z. looks so different from what it does on weekdays. This time around I saw two spirits: one a middle-aged woman who used to live there; she was either a relative who was treated like a maid or a relative who was physically and verbally abused in her lifetime. The spirit of her son is also there; he has a bad, right eye on the astral realm because he was hit on that spot during a brawl.