I'm not much of one for the supernatural, or even really spiritualism or religion. I tend to not worry about that kind of stuff, most of the time. It helps that I have all the psychic sensitivity of a rock. I have friends who are otherwise normal who will react to places, see things, hear things, sense a presence etc. Me? Nothing.
That being said, the campus I work at must be really REALLY friggin' haunted.
There is one building in particular, that I used to patrol when I was the mobile driver. I would hear doors slam, footsteps, etc when I KNEW the building was empty. There was one ghost who used to mess with one of the alarmed doors... always at the same time, always when I was working. I would be forced to come out and investigate two or three times in a half hour period. It never really bothered me, though. Until tonight.
Tonight our mobile driver was off for the night, so I went to do a patrol of the building. Holy crap. The sense of... malevolence was overpowering. I kept on having images of Lovecraftian horror in my head... I heard almost-sounds... not quite sounds, but not quite imagined... saw darting motions in the shadows...
I have NEVER been creeped out by that building before. I know it like the back of my hand. But tonight I wanted nothing more than to just run from the damn building. This was a brightly lit, well kept, familiar place that I used to ENJOY being alone in.
There's another building that's more run down, especially the upstairs, which is basically abandoned. There's something malevolent up there, too. I could feel it the very first time I went up there. I don't go up there, if I can help it.
I still can't shake the cold-water-down-the-back-of-the-neck feeling I've got right now.
That being said, the campus I work at must be really REALLY friggin' haunted.
There is one building in particular, that I used to patrol when I was the mobile driver. I would hear doors slam, footsteps, etc when I KNEW the building was empty. There was one ghost who used to mess with one of the alarmed doors... always at the same time, always when I was working. I would be forced to come out and investigate two or three times in a half hour period. It never really bothered me, though. Until tonight.
Tonight our mobile driver was off for the night, so I went to do a patrol of the building. Holy crap. The sense of... malevolence was overpowering. I kept on having images of Lovecraftian horror in my head... I heard almost-sounds... not quite sounds, but not quite imagined... saw darting motions in the shadows...
I have NEVER been creeped out by that building before. I know it like the back of my hand. But tonight I wanted nothing more than to just run from the damn building. This was a brightly lit, well kept, familiar place that I used to ENJOY being alone in.
There's another building that's more run down, especially the upstairs, which is basically abandoned. There's something malevolent up there, too. I could feel it the very first time I went up there. I don't go up there, if I can help it.
I still can't shake the cold-water-down-the-back-of-the-neck feeling I've got right now.
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