Spooky or What......? Believe it ot not....

So this morning I was in work doing what I normally be doing when I was approched by an eldery man. "I've been here for 16 years" he laughed, as I continued to listen. "Im forever walking around and seeing what hard work your doing and I must thank you young man" he said, as he smiled. "Erm, thank you, comes with the job" I joked. I thought it was strange because I've been working on this area for such a long time now and I know everyone here but I have never seen this old man befrore. He smelt of booze a little bit but he wasn't drunk or anything. "This work you do, is it hard"? He asked, as he was holding his walking stick. "Erm, nah not really. Some days are good and then some days are bad" I replied. He laughed gently. "My name is Jones by the way. Anyway kid I let you get on. I live up there at number 8" he said, as he pointed at a dirty looking door. As I looked at it, I remembered that this flat has never been touched, and I have never seen no one walk in or out of it. As first I thought he was a bit mad and a bit lonely. So he walked off and I opened the door for him. He entered the lift and as I was standing outside I notice him walking in to the derelict flat.

I notice a police officer who normally walks through here every morning. I stopped him and asked "Who lives up there at Number 8". He gave me a look and said "That used to be old Jones flat. He doesn't live there no more though". "So where is he?" I asked. "He died 16 years ago today. Alcohol poisoning" he said, as I looked shocked. "Died?" But....." I stopped talking and looked directly at the police officer. "Aww is nothing, thought I saw someone hanging around there. Never mind" I said, as I giggled. The police officer walked off leaving me there on my own..........

Strange or what???