There was a period of time when I was young when we had ghosts in the house. Noises, doors opened and closed, ghosts were seen.
One evening when my parents were alone in the house they heard a commotion in the upstairs bathroom my mother and father looked at each other puzzled as to how someone had gotten into the house, they then heard someone come out the bathroom and coming down the stairs my father grabbed the kitchen stool he was sitting on and went out to confront the intruder but nobody was there.
For some reason there seemed to be a connection with the hallway and stairs as several things occurred there but not all.