The Tale of the Haunted Locarno

Mary Anne at Kansas City Guide sent in a great tale about an apartment building on the Plaza that I've always been intrigued by. Haunted or not, I'm jealous she got to live there.

Back in the late 90's-early 00's my husband and I lived
in the Locarno on Ward Parkway. The building has been many things, and has
a long history of spooky happenings from *former* residents.

So one fall morning, I'm sitting in my tiny living room drinking my coffee
with my cocker spaniel, when I suddenly get a blast of freezing cold air.
It went right through me! So our dog starts FREAKING OUT, I mean FREAKING
OUT. He's whining, yelping, growling and trying to dig a HOLE in the
carpet under the coffee table. We were on the third floor. Then he
promptly shits all over the floor. WTF?

So then, out of the corner of my eye, I see an old MAN with a hat on fly
across the bedroom, into the bathroom, and closes the door. Slams the
thing shut. SLAMS IT SHUT!

So I grabbed the dog and ran out. I'm still freaked out about it to this
very day, and it gives me chills just thinking about it. ICK!