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I once worked security for an abandoned mental hospital, then referred to as an Asylum for the Criminally Insane. I worked the night shift and there was all kinds of hair raising and creepy shit that would go on. Sometimes enough to keep you wide the hell awake. No danger of going to sleep on that shift.
Any particular stories stand out?
Yeah, but ironically this wasn't super natural. Some kids broke in to the building that were kind of these animal sacrifice cultists for lack of a better word. I heard a scream and drew my firearm. Those kids scared the living shit out of me. Fuckers tortured a cat and it was the cat I heard scream out in pain. I held them all under felony citizens arrest until the police showed up in force. I don't like cops but when I was going through college, being a security guard happened to pay a lot better than anything else. One of the cops said to the kids, "My wife and I have cats. You're fucking lucky I don't beat the shit out of you with my baton. See how you fuckers like an ass beating."
That was the one and only time I could seriously consider treating a cop to beer and wings. All of my life I've been owned by a feline or two. I seriously wanted to beat the shit out of these kids too. Restraint though likely kept me outta jail. Cop even told me later on, out of ear shot of anybody else, that if I had beaten the shit out of these kids, we would be sitting at an all-nite diner having a good meal and filling out paperwork. That was the ONLY cop I could ever get behind
Was the cat ok ๐ฟ
Yes, thankfully I intervened in time.
This guy cats.
I worked in a restaurant that was haunted. Used to f-ing terrified to be there alone. Cold drafts, lady with an old fashioned dress like a ghost from a movie disappeared around corner of the dining room a couple times (I will admit this might have been my imagination), stuff just randomly falling off walls (framed art) and shelves when no one was around, etc. I don't expect anyone to believe this but it was nuts and a lot of people experienced it.
Are people in 100 years going to hear a quiet "bro I'm dead bro" then a fortnight dance from the empty room above them?
Imagine a ghost coming to you, staring at you with its glassy eyes, saying "sussy baka" and then just disappearing.
After having worked security where I did, I've got no trouble believing you at all. Spooky shit happens.