Lonesome Spirits. Queer Ghost Stories, #16

My life wasn't in great shape when I showed up at my parents' farmhouse. I'd just been dumped, my best friend wasn't speaking to me, and I'd sublet my apartment to a stranger. You'd think a dose of parental affection would make me feel better. Problem was, my mother and father were heading out the door just as I arrived, leaving on a world tour I knew nothing about. So here I am, alone and friendless in a town that doesn't know my name.
I've got nobody to talk to except the ghosts who haunt this place, and I'm starting to think their intentions toward me aren't exactly friendly...