Last night was the first time I had hosted a roleplaying game since I lived in Las Cruces. I ran the Witchcraft rpg as an oneshot. People started rolling in around 7pm and by 8 everyone was there.
We were maybe an hour into the game when someone rang the doorbell. I thought “Who could that be, everyone I’m expecting is already here and no-one ever rings our doorbell.” I answer the door and it is our old next door neighbor who moved out about three months ago. I can see his door is open with all lights turned off. Our conversation goes something like this.
Him “Do you know if anyone is living here?”
Me “Yes, a few guys moved in about a month after you left. Maybe sooner. But I remember they even moved in something large because they knocked the 3 off our apartment number (35).”
Him “Well, we still own this place and haven’t rented it out. I noticed that I kept getting my electrical bill so I decided to check it out. There shouldn’t be anyone living here.
I talked with him a little more and then headed back to my game. Twenty minutes later there is a knock at the door and this time it is a cop. He asks me some more questions and takes my information. He then points to my “Witchcraft Game” sign on the door I used to help everyone find my place. I told him it was like DnD and he laughed. When I went back in we promptly made jokes about sacrificing chickens to help him find the culprits.
From the rest of the evening we could hear my old neighbor walking up and down the stairs with his friends moving stuff out. So yeah, we had a bunch of squaters living next door.
As for the Witchcraft game, it went ok. Not my best adventure but I got some great feedback from my players and plan on running it again at Orccon in February.