This story could use more context, but briefly - several years ago (h'm....1984) I was dating this lady and due to special circumstances (context!) her ex had occasion to come over and complain. After a short, unpleasant visit, I was escorting him to the porch and he turned to say something else. I feel this sensation below and behind my navel like a coil spring slipping and this person (about 6'4", 300 lbs.) floated off the porch away from me. Over 30 feet away he caught himself on a tree branch and swung to a stop with his feet dangling as far off the ground as he was when he was standing on the porch. No trajectory, you see, he didn't fly - he floated. He dropped to the ground and turned around and looked at me. We gave each other amazed looks and he left.

4/5 hey, I've got a ghost story