Click “More” to read the stories Story Number 1 Fog Ghost in the Alley A few years ago I found a new job in Oakland, California and since my dream was always to live in San Francisco, I found a nice little studio apartment to live in right between the Polk Gulch area and Nob Hill. If you’re not familiar with the area, it’s somewhat of a quiet little place. It’s changed a lot since then, but at the time I lived above a used clothes store. There was a nice little restaurant about a block up and no other businesses to be seen. Across the street there was a parking lot that always smelled like urine and then on the other side of my apartment, there was an alley with more apartments on the other side of the alley. This is where the trouble begins. Every night around 3 AM a man would start screaming. outside almost right under my window. The whole neighborhood would light up with people waking up and turning on their lights. “Shut up!” I’d hear from the neighbor almost directly across from me. “I’m going to call the cops if you don’t knock it