I was attending a rock show at The Cat Walk in Pioneer Square ( not sure it still exists?) [Editor’s note: It Does Not.] and was sitting in the bar ( completely sober) when I saw a woman dressed in black Victorian mourning garb run past me and through the wall.
This wasn’t my first time seeing a ghost so it didn’t scare me but I was still startled.
When we went to the room where the band was about to play
I felt her presence behind me but once the music started I could no longer feel her.
Submitted by Stacey.