House offer with an aftertaste

I don't see any defect there either. Someone can die in a house, just as someone can be born. Many bad things happen in houses, even behind the best facades. These are all terrible things (apart from the birth), but I wouldn’t know what influence that could have on the house, except for crimes that, for example, receive great attention in the media and where the house is therefore shown multiple times in the news.

I have assisted at many post-mortem examinations. Countless. I have also experienced and seen many "unusual discovery situations" of corpses. Maybe that’s exactly why I have no fear of contact with it. For me, it all belongs to life. We are born, we live, we die. Surely there are nicer things than knowing that someone shot themselves in a room or someone spent agonizing last weeks or months on their deathbed. But I stick to it; for me, that has nothing to do with the house.

That's right. I am sitting at my desk right now, in front of my window the cemetery, a funeral is taking place (we practically have one every day).

I also briefly considered it when buying the house, but still bought it. It was never an issue again. On the contrary, very quiet neighbors and an unobstructable view...

very quiet neighbors and an unobstructable view...

Yes, for the same reasons I also very much enjoyed living opposite a cemetery for ages. Unfortunately, the peace was significantly diminished when the homeowner herself moved into the ground floor (and at first, the view of her poor taste was still obstructed by a large tree). After she had cut everything down, I moved on.

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I don't know if you are religious or if the deceased was, but maybe you can come to terms with the idea that he is now in a better place for him and rightfully shortened his way there. Or, you find more disadvantages with the house and can thus decide more easily in favor of the land and the new construction.

So, we took a very close look at the house again today and were inside for over an hour. The seller had quite a strong need to share information on her own, so fortunately, we didn't have to press her much about what had happened. She hadn't been able to reach her father for two days in the summer and already had the grim premonition that something must have happened when she saw the full mailbox, so she went there with an acquaintance from the fire department, and he initially went into the house alone. He came back out two minutes later and had already informed the police and then did not let the seller back into the house. So she was spared the sight herself. We now have the weekend to think things over again and possibly define our price expectations. All those who were there before us have already declined. Now it’s just us and another couple in the running. If the house isn't sold over the weekend, then the realtor will get it, as it is emotionally too much for her to have to keep going through it there. We are now considering whether we should take the risk and offer less than the demanded 330,000,- Volksbank (if we make an offer) and either get lucky and win the bid or take the building plot we already have secured. That’s the state of affairs this evening.

Honestly: jackpot.
Tell her 280K and she’ll never have to see the place again.
At the latest, she’ll agree at 300K.