I remember Grandma used to tell me a ghost story about a Big Black Toe. I can't remember how it goes, but part of it was "I'm on the 1st step, I'm on the second step, etc and she would take him all the way to "I'm in your bedroom" Then she would be quiet for a minute and then say, "Gotcha". We would jump like we were shot. Does anyone remember all of this story? Mary