If you're superstitious, you may have avoided black cats, ladders and maybe just wanted to stay home on Friday the 13th.

On Friday, July 13, 2007, when many were hiding, a group out near the lake was hunting for "Eerie spirits." Perhaps it was an omen... Not a black cat, but a white one that first crossed out paths. A cat named Laser. Soon, ghost hunter Elaine Hinton had gathered a small group of those interested in meeting the spirits. "We start the ghost tour at the lighthouse here in Fairport," Hinton began. She does this nearly every Friday the 13th near a museum reputed to house a feline ghost. "The former curator kept seeing a cat running around in the museum," Hinton said. Cover your ears, Laser. On to Elaine's apartment, where something odd happened to her this Friday the 13th. "I looked over at this little pillow that was sitting on my couch and I found a bat had flown into my apartment and died." She played a video she says shows a ghost moving. Or does it? "Many times when you rule out all the logical, all you have left is the illogical explanation," said Becky McKinnell, a ghost hunter from Mansfield. Along the way, the group ran into a woman being arrested... Not her lucky day. Young Brandon Monty, who lives nearby, watched these ghost hunters. "Maybe they'll find some, maybe they won't," said Brandon. On to the logical place for ghosts--The local cemetery, where Elaine says she photographed many ghosts. Of course, the number 13 isn't all unlucky. We started our country with 13 colonies, 13 stripes on the flag and the Thirteenth Amendment abolished slavery. Still, on this 13th we saw no ghosts. Maybe their pictures will turn up one or two. Maybe Ernest Guenzel, who had a very unlucky July 13, 1976. His name was written on one of the tombstones in the cemetery. 1976? 31 years ago. That's 13 reversed