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waiting so far nothing and I can't really figure out why is she contained in the park was I hallucinating was it a prank after all I have not been back to the park since and I really doubt that I ever will again I don't even drive by anymore I go out of my way to avoid coming even within a mile of that place and I always make sure I have money on me whenever I leave the house I was plagued by insomnia throughout my adolescence this may have stemmed from the depression that came with being a target for bullies at my school it could have come from the video game binging I used to do to cope with said bullying after about 6 or 7 hours in front of the screen green my corneas would seem to have completely dried up my problems with the outside world would dissipate when I played video games when I turned off the console the imperception would be replaced by Red rimmed eyes reflecting back at me then the long dark Journey back upstairs to my room attempting to hide my late night gaming from my parents my partially above ground basement where the TV room was located always held the promise of freedom for me or at least whatever that was to a relatively innocent pre-teen sleepovers staying up all night with my friends and of course playing video games there was an attached garage and side door which I told myself I would eventually sneak out through to do more adult things when I got older I've been begging my parents to let me move into the unoccupied guest room down there for years they stubbornly refused convinced that I wouldn't get an ounce of sleep down there neglecting the fact that I wasn't really sleeping in the first place however when I turned 13 they finally.
to be a bit more quiet I asked him if he wouldn't mind turning down the TV he was kind enough to turn it off altogether I started right in and he just sat and listened as I began coming up with lyrics to the song and blending them into the melody Steve began to offer for some lyrical suggestions you have to understand Steve was one of our biggest fans and he made countless lyrical suggestions to me over the years but his lyrics were always so goofy and I just never had the heart to tell him why I never used any of his suggestions however on this night it was the weirdest thing as I was writing this new song I would come up with a lyric and then Steve would offer up a suggestion that would fit perfectly this had never never happened before and it all happened so fast that we had written all the lyrics for this new song in less than 15 minutes with perhaps 25% of the lyrical content coming from Steve I could not believe it on a number of levels the title I gave it was if I had a chance the lyrics go as follows reflecting back in time to the shadows of my mind it doesn't seem that long ago that the reason nor the rhyme memories fade by the Mist just trying to exist at times it's hard to know which way your life might go if I had a chance again if IID only known back then if I only had a chance I would do it all again at times it's best to think things through at times your best will never do cuz when you're young and so unsure you can't tell evil from the pure if I had a chance again if I had only known back then if I only had a chance I would do it all again I would do it all again brag got home at around 1:00 a.
m. and the minute he walked in the door I told him dude you got to hear this new song that I wrote while you were gone he told me to give him a chance to change out of his date clothes and he would be right out I was sitting on a stool next to my amplifier When Brad came out he pulled up another stool right next to mine and said okay go for it Steve was on the other end of the room watching TV again the TV screen was the only light in the room I reached over and turned on my amplifier plugged in my guitar and strapped it over my shoulder I formed an opening E minor chord on the fretboard and when I went to pluck the low E string to start the song the very second I touched the string with my pick I heard an almost imperceptible voice coming from my amplifier it whispered don't touch me it was so weird and so shocking that I kind of jerked my hand away from the fretboard I looked at Brad to see what his reaction was he looked at me in confusion and said what's wrong he obviously hadn't heard the voice I told him my amp just said don't touch me he laughed and replied yeah right I was thinking in my head at that moment maybe I just thought I heard it Steve at the other end of the room was completely oblivious to what was happening anyway I decided to go ahead and try to play the song again I formed an E minor chord again at the very instant I touched the low E string with my pick the voice came again a little louder and a little more forceful this time don't touch me Brad heard it this time and he jumped off of his stool Steve turned around and asked what's going on his amplifier is talking broad shouted what do you mean Steve asked I was just in shock trying to process it.
all all this was happening within seconds I was convinced that something really bad was going on I just didn't know exactly what it was simultaneously I thought to myself I bet if I touch that string again with my pick that voice will talk to me again I was horrified at the thought but I went ahead and did it anyway this time when I went to pluck the low E string with my pick the pick got within a half inch away from the string when the voice from my amplifier said in a generally tone very loudly and very forcefully don't touch me I was appalled and amazed at the same time Steve heard it this time and jumped off the couch with a terrified look on his face at the same time Brad ran back through the kitchen suddenly I felt a very powerful and very malicious energy pressing down around me I felt like there was a ton of bricks on my shoulders and I couldn't move I immediately felt like I was going to throw up Brad came running back out of his room and shouted we need to say a prayer Brad said a prayer out loud but it changed nothing I still felt this ominous and very dark presence trying to overwhelm me and I was still nauseous I was able to get my wits about me enough to run outside Brad and Steve followed me we stood there shocked and totally afraid I told them that I wasn't going to go back into that house after a few minutes of discussing what we would do I decided to call my parents to see if we could come stay with them all three of us went inside together and I quickly called my parents they asked me what was wrong and I told them that I would explain later the three of us strove to my parents and stayed at their house for the night my parents told us the next day that there wasn't enough room for.
all three of us and that Steve and Brad would have to find another place to stay Steve and I went back the next day after work while it was still light out and got all of our stuff and never went back Steve moved back in with his parents and I with mine Brad's parents were in Oklahoma and had no other family in Sacramento so he had to stay at that house for another 3 weeks by himself he asked his girlfriend if he could stay at her parents house for a week until he found another place but they said no Brad leader told me that he had nightmares almost every night while he was staying there just after he finally moved out he called me one afternoon and told me about a dream that he had right before he moved out of that place he said that in his dream he was driving to American River College where he was going to school at the time he was going down a windy road beside a creek that was overgrown with a bunch of willow trees he said it was really foggy and he couldn't see where he was going at all in his dream he suddenly heard that same voice that came out of the amplifier that night I know you Tony I had no idea what that meant but it scared me to death the entire experience scarred me and ultimately led me to the realization that there are evils in this world that we cannot see but they can see us around 2014 I went through a bout of depression caused by my mother being diagnosed with stage three breast cancer I became a very quiet student in high school and I had no friends to help me through this difficult time I began to draw graffiti and became friends with other people in that Community as I got more into the lifestyle I became a little reckless
with my own well-being I live in New York and almost every graffiti artist in the state knows about the old abandoned Hospital Kings Park Psychiatric Center the place closed down in 1996 and has been roding away ever since naturally it has the reputation of being haunted after World War II many soldiers suffering from PTSD were dumped here back then certain mental conditions were not well understood thus patients were subjected to outdated practices such as lobotomies and electroshock therapy I've been to the Asylum plenty of times without any problems sure you sometimes run into bombs Stoners and other students who are there to complete their photography class but I never experienced anything out of the ordinary however all of that would change the last time I was there myself and some friends of mine got bored one day so we decided to visit the hospital just to hang out and maybe Throw Some Tags up We snuck into the building through a hole in the chain link fence and then proceeded through a broken window when we got inside everything seemed to be normal mind you we weren't 100% positive that the place was completely empty but we saw no other cars in the parking lot and there were no sounds coming from inside the place was as quiet as a grave we explored all levels of the building and nothing remarkable happened until we decided to use our cell phones as flashlights we needed a light source my phone was fully charged before the trip we made our way down a corridor I approached a open doorway that led into a separate room as I did something felt.
off they say that when something terrible happens negative energy will linger at that exact spot forever I tried my best to shrug it off as I was never a believer in the Paranormal and I completely denied the existence of ghosts or Spirits plus I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of my friends we walked past the doorway and a feeling of Sorrow overcame us as if all of us were suddenly attending a child's funeral soon the sadness melted away giving way to a stronger feeling a feeling of abs absolute dread as if we had encroached into dangerous territory my phone suddenly turned off and was now completely dead not responding to any of my frantic efforts to reboot it my phone was pretty old at this point and I desperately needed an upgrade so I chocked up the strange feeling that I felt to Simply paranoia in my foam was just old and malfunctioning when our group got about halfway to the top of the building every other phone suddenly died out of nowhere but strangely nobody seemed worried about it in the slightest we finally got to the top floor when we set off for this trip I had the idea of taking a picture of sitting on the roof a ledge with my legs dangling off of it with a freshly painted graffiti piece behind me this is nothing new for me as I was a big roof topper and I have been very comfortable exploring rooftops in New York City but since all of our phones were dead I was pretty bummed out we eventually descended back down the stairs until we got to the main floor once we all began heading towards the exit we heard a door behind us slam shut startled we all began bolting down.
the hallway in the pitch black darkness as we ran multiple doors Slamm shut behind us keep in mind that we had just checked these rooms about 20 minutes prior and nobody was there we sprinted and jumped over Fallen debris and puddles of water until we got to the room with a broken window the room itself was very small about 5x5 with a tall ceiling and a rusted heavy steel door which was opposite the window this room might have been used for solitary confinement back when the hospital was still in operation we were all panicking at this point we lined up behind the window and of course the chubby kid of the group was in front of me when it was his turn he was struggling to get out of the window and my heart was racing I looked back to see the last friend in line who was directly behind me he had a Blank Stare on his face his pupils were wide and all the color had left his skin what the hell is wrong wrong with you you look like you just [ __ ] your p i was cut off by the sound of the massive steel door slamming shut I don't even remember seeing it open I remember that in one of my previous trips here we all tried to open this steel door and it was impossible the guy in front of me eventually got through the window and it was now my turn me being a smaller guy I got through with no trouble the rest of the group already started running away from the building I turned back to see my friend who was still staring blankly out of the window the expression on his face still haunts me to this day hey what are you doing get the [ __ ] out of there my friend snapped out of his trance and then climbed through the window we safely got back to the car.
thanks for waiting up on us you [ __ ] jerks as we drove home most most of my friends were already laughing about what happened while me and my friend sat in the back seat in complete silence before that night I never gave ghosts or the afterlife a second thought this experience has opened to my eyes you can never truly know until it happens to you I didn't sleep that night and the next morning both of my parents said that they had nightmares about me going missing which is a coincidence too strange to write off my takeaway from this experience is that you never gamble with your life for Instagram clout or online attention and if you ever find yourself on Long Island do not trespass into the Kings Park Psychiatric Center there is something within its foundation restless and wicked well over a decade ago I used to work as a security guard at the date City Business Center in Florida it was essentially a cluster of various facilities in a single Plaza and it was a pretty busy place during the day as part of the security team we had to constantly check all the workers and trucks from the different companies that operated there as they came and went there was three main positions the check-in station Rover Patrol and the warehouse foot patrol I've had the pleasure of working working all three at one time or another but I was usually assigned to Foot Patrol on Friday nights from 5:00 p. m. to 5:00 a. m. I had the job of checking all the doors to the.
warehouses located in the back of the plaza the Rover Patrol couldn't cover these areas because they were inaccessible to any type of vehicle most of these areas were decommissioned or abandoned so for reference one Lonesome security putts would have to walk around a neglected back alley area close to complete darkness and hope you wouldn't encounter any trouble I was being paid minimum wage at the time so I wasn't looking to exert myself more than I had to along the far end of the plaza were functioning railroad tracks and occasionally the train horn would sound and would come tearing by jolting everyone on security from our dreary autopilot transes and snap us back into reality we would take turns spewing profanities at the train and making each other laugh over the radios we would also get to talking about the creepy sightings that would occur around the tracks a apparently staff around the plaza would sometimes report sightings of a young girl in a white dress walking or floating down the tracks always in the direction of the nearby Cemetery she would never respond to anything that was shouted at her there wasn't many security cameras around the abandoned area of the lot where most of these sightings would take place so to my knowledge she was never captured on film my superiors who trained me all swore by it real hardworking Tas Nails guys with no senses of humor at all both the business center and date City itself have reputations for being associated with Supernatural encounters there's quite a bit of History to the town that you can easily look up with a simple Google search I'm not going to get into all that right now but just keep in mind that most history does not illustrate Humanity's good nature now.
that I've have set the mood let's get into one of the most terrifying experiences I've ever had working there it was a hot summer night in July of 2007 as per usual I was working foot patrol 12 Long exhausting hours of walking around and checking knobs not much to it to be honest and at least all the walking was good for my figure in my time working there I had experienced my share of mildly bizarre occurrences the feeling of being watched the temperature suddenly becoming inexplicably cold I'm sure you all know the type of thing I'm talking about but after a while these things become mundane for lack of a better word and the wow Factor gets diminished it was around midnight when my routine took me to the aluminum plant unlike the other warehouses there were slightly more involved to securing this structure than just checking doors there was various Machinery left on in the back of the warehouse and part of my responsibility was to check some of the readouts on the consoles and make sure the numbers were being displayed between a certain range and if they weren't I would have to make some phone calls to get to these consoles you had to take some metal stairs to the second floor which led to a walk walkway where you could check the numbers and right after the last console there would be another set of stairs that you could take to exit back down I was idly walking by each console glancing at each display showing no enthusiasm as I was so lost in my routine as I got to the end of the walkway I made to walk down the far staircase when I paused for a split second I got that being watched feeling and I glanced behind me down the way I came for me to say that there was someone standing there with would be oversimplifying it the first thing that.
entered my head was that someone had simply appeared there a woman in a white night gown was about 10 ft away from me looking directly at me yes there was some Machinery running but even moving slowly in carefully down that walkway is almost impossible without making noise I didn't hear a single thing to indicate that there was anyone there I stood dead still for a few heartbeats there wasn't much light up there on the walkway there was just the faint glow from the display screens I could see her outline and part of her face but the Shadows casted by her hair prevented me from seeing her eyes I had my Maglite on my belt but the idea of reaching down and grabbing it lifting it and turning it on seemed way too daunting in that moment I don't recall if the woman moved closer but I definitely felt like she was closing in on me I was just about to say something out loud when the woman raised her left hand and grabbed the left side of her face under her hair she tilted her head sideways slowly and then lifted it right off her neck this wasn't an optical illusion because of the darkness it wasn't a trick I saw her arm straighten and the woman's head was lifted directly off her torso I sprinted down the stairs and tore out of the building I didn't scream or anything I just ran I kept running until I was at the complete opposite end of the plaza it was then I finally stopped to catch my breath I leaned against the wall in the dark and tried to process what had just happened the entire encounter had maybe lasted about 15 seconds and there was a part of my brain trying to dismiss it as a prank but the harder I tried to rationalize it the more I began to panic aside from me and the other security guards no one was supposed to have access to that building this time of night there was no way I.
would have gone back there again that night I continued on with my shift feeling extremely vulnerable like I was being hunted I made up some [ __ ] excuse about having a family emergency and left early I think my shocked expression helped make my story more believable to my supervisors I never told anyone about what I saw not my closest friends or co-workers I was worried that they would think I was delusional or lying I eventually returned to work after a while and went back into the routine I never saw the mysterious figure again in 2010 the year after I left a citrus processing plant located in the center caught fire and nearly burned to the ground remember how I said that the train tracks ran through the entire Plaza well I forgot to mention that there was no safety arm that came down when the trains would pass through at full speed in June of 2016 a train smashed into a semi Tru that was crossing the tracks at the wrong time I'm sure these occurrences aren't connected but still it makes you wonder there's always a reason to be afraid.
there's a legend in my state of a woman that lived alone with her two children in the woods people don't agree on what happened to the husband some say he died others say that he left her for another woman or that he was all fighting in the war but which war specifically is uncertain people only seemed to agree on one point the story is old the legend goes that one winter a stranger came to the woman's door he asked her for a meal in someplace to stay warm for a while her children were sleeping and she was sitting by the fire alone and she was grateful for the company he stayed for several hours talking to the woman and as the sun began to rise he prepared to leave he asked her if she wanted money in return for her Hospitality she said that she certainly could use it and he told her that if she went and dug under a certain Tree in her yard she would find money that he buried there she went out with a shovel and started to dig but as soon as the shovel Hit the Dirt she heard what sounded like one of her children crying out in pain so she dropped the shovel and went back inside to check her children they were still sleeping soundly so she continued digging outside but every time the shovel hit the ground she was plagued with the sound of her children crying forcing herself to ignore it she dug until eventually the scream stopped but she still had not found the pr promised money cursing The Stranger she went back into the house and this time it was her turn to scream her children had been murdered in their beds she ran to a nearby Farm looking for help but when she encountered a farmer he noted that Not only was she covered in blood but so was the shovel she had used to dig a hole she was arrested and found guilty of.
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murder and sentenced to be hanged unfortunately the Rope was tied incorrectly and when she was dropped from the platform her head was severed from her body the legend concludes that all this happened in an area that is now a national park and if you go hiking in the park be on the lookout for a woman in rags if she approaches you and asks for money if you have any you hand it over to her immediately because if you don't have any she kills you it was a common thing for people to bring money with them when they went into the park I never paid much attention to the legend to person personally it didn't really make any sense to me what was the stranger's motives why was he testing her she was a single woman who had two children at a time when life must have been very hard and holds money in front of her nose and then punishes her when she goes to grab for it I'm sure there's a lesson in there somewhere but I'm just not sure what it is plus I wasn't the type to let some stupid story deter me from going anywhere the park was huge with trails that were miles long it was beautiful to behold and I loved watching the seasons change I went hiking in there all the time usually by myself I enjoyed the Solitude when I first started going alone I'll admit that I did bring money with me but after a while the absurdity of it began to nag at me and I stopped then came the day that my beliefs and my resolve were tested I was by myself as usual it was quiet that day except for the splashing of trees shedding rainwater and the occasional insistent knock of a woodpecker I was on one of the longer Trails maybe 3/4 of a way through the park when I saw a figure on the path ahead of me I wasn't freaked out at this.
point I couldn't be the only person who liked hiking in the rain after all but as I got closer I noticed something was a bit off it was a woman but the weird part was that from the distance it looked like she was wearing a long dress you couldn't tell what color it had been originally because it was so dirty I immediately remembered the legend I had two thoughts one someone was playing dress up trying to scare people and get some kicks and maybe some spare change and two I was up shit's creek without a paddle if you're listening to this it may seem like the obvious thing to do is to turn right around and run and not give this person the opportunity to get near me but when you you find yourself in a situation like that where you feel a twinge of fear like you're in a scene from a horror movie what you normally do is hold out for Hope for as long as possible that nothing is out of the ordinary Supernatural things like that don't really happen in real life and if they do they certainly don't happen to you every muscle in my body was tense but I forced myself to keep going forward if it was a prank I didn't want to show that I was scared and give this ass hold the satisfaction of seeing me run and if it wasn't I didn't really want to turn my back on whatever it was she was holding her upper body very stiffly looking straight ahead she had long dark hair that was Tangled and messy and her skin was very pale her eyes glazed over and distant I was at the center of the path taking slow careful steps it was getting very close to me now to the point where I had to move around her so I wouldn't walk walk into her that's when I realized that I could hear her talking not really talking sort of muttering to.
point I couldn't be the only person who liked hiking in the rain after all but as I got closer I noticed something was a bit off it was a woman but the weird part was that from the distance it looked like she was wearing a long dress you couldn't tell what color it had been originally because it was so dirty I immediately remembered the legend I had two thoughts one someone was playing dress up trying to scare people and get some kicks and maybe some spare change and two I was up shit's creek without a paddle if you're listening to this it may seem like the obvious thing to do is to turn right around and run and not give this person the opportunity to get near me but when you you find yourself in a situation like that where you feel a twinge of fear like you're in a scene from a horror movie what you normally do is hold out for Hope for as long as possible that nothing is out of the ordinary Supernatural things like that don't really happen in real life and if they do they certainly don't happen to you every muscle in my body was tense but I forced myself to keep going forward if it was a prank I didn't want to show that I was scared and give this ass hold the satisfaction of seeing me run and if it wasn't I didn't really want to turn my back on whatever it was she was holding her upper body very stiffly looking straight ahead she had long dark hair that was Tangled and messy and her skin was very pale her eyes glazed over and distant I was at the center of the path taking slow careful steps it was getting very close to me now to the point where I had to move around her so I wouldn't walk walk into her that's when I realized that I could hear her talking not really talking sort of muttering to.
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herself incoherently this is when I started to realize that I had made a terrible mistake I began shaking and sweating I felt the world around me shrink until it contained nothing but me and this stiff pale creature and the few feet of path left between us do you have any money the sound of of her voice sent a chill down my spine and this was the one time I came out here without money my insides felt like lava like they were going to burn right through my abdomen and spill out onto the muddy ground I was desperately trying to think of what I should do when I heard the knock of a woodpecker again there was a half a moment where I felt relieved grounded by the reminder that there was another living thing nearby but my relief evaporated immediately it wasn't coming from a woodpecker it was coming from her her lower jaw shook up and down and her teeth rattled together to make that thumping sound I opened my mouth to reply but nothing came out she moved closer towards me stiff and awkward dead eyes locked into mine do you have any money she repeated more hostile this time one arm raised up and a hand poised to grab without thinking I spited out no I don't have any money but I I know where some is buried she stopped and waited I pointed to my left where there was somewhere a path that led to the highest point in the park she turned and began to walk away through the underbrush still knocking her jaw and gibbering I didn't wait as soon as she was off the path I [ __ ] booked it I didn't want to know how long I had until she figured out that I had lied I didn't know if she would follow me and if she did how fast or how far I stumbled more than once precariously close to falling.
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on my ass but I'm pretty good on my feet and I managed to get to the edge of the woods without incident I found myself at the top of the grassy Hill that levels out at the bottom in a Hayfield a trail wrapped around the Hayfield close to the stream and went up another Hill to the parking lot I was almost free I ran so fast down the first Hill I almost tripped and face planted I was close to the bottom when I heard it I could hear the sounds of teeth knocking from the edge of the woods I shouldn't have looked but I did at first I didn't see anything then I saw what looked like a small black dog kind of like a Pomeranian rolling on the ground making its way down the hill it rolled a few feet before I realized it wasn't a dog it was her rolling decapitated head I ran faster than I ever have in my life probably faster than I ever will again I jumped the short wooden bridge that spans upstream and went so fast up the next Hill that I doubled over clawing at the gravel until my ankles were bloody anything to make me go faster I got to my car shaking so damn much I almost dropped the keys twice before finally getting them in the ignition I peeled out of the lot so fast and so recklessly that I might have hit a deer and not even noticed as I drove away I checked the rearview mirror compulsively expecting to see a mass of black hair rolling towards me but there was nothing I got home locked and chained my door and went around the house making sure all the windows were closed and locked I was afraid to look out the windows terrified of hearing anything that even remotely sounded like teeth chattering for several long sleepless nights I waited I'm still.waiting so far nothing and I can't really figure out why is she contained in the park was I hallucinating was it a prank after all I have not been back to the park since and I really doubt that I ever will again I don't even drive by anymore I go out of my way to avoid coming even within a mile of that place and I always make sure I have money on me whenever I leave the house I was plagued by insomnia throughout my adolescence this may have stemmed from the depression that came with being a target for bullies at my school it could have come from the video game binging I used to do to cope with said bullying after about 6 or 7 hours in front of the screen green my corneas would seem to have completely dried up my problems with the outside world would dissipate when I played video games when I turned off the console the imperception would be replaced by Red rimmed eyes reflecting back at me then the long dark Journey back upstairs to my room attempting to hide my late night gaming from my parents my partially above ground basement where the TV room was located always held the promise of freedom for me or at least whatever that was to a relatively innocent pre-teen sleepovers staying up all night with my friends and of course playing video games there was an attached garage and side door which I told myself I would eventually sneak out through to do more adult things when I got older I've been begging my parents to let me move into the unoccupied guest room down there for years they stubbornly refused convinced that I wouldn't get an ounce of sleep down there neglecting the fact that I wasn't really sleeping in the first place however when I turned 13 they finally.
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caved I enjoyed the privacy and freedom of my new space but the more time I spent there the more I noticed it was a dark unsettling Place the TV room lacked a window so when I would have to make my way to the bathroom in the middle of the night I had to rely on the Moonlight shining down the stairs through the back door or have to stumble through the dark TV room's light switch on the opposite wall I tended to opt for the former and the three met Dash from my bedroom to the bathroom was always terrifying I would always imagine a figure looking at me through the back window or shambling down the moonlit staircase head lulled back with mouth a gape and possibly wide exposing Jagged carnivorous teeth with no lock on my door where was I to seek shelter of such a monstrosity was to descend those steps the darker parts of the basement may have been scarier still the side door one say harbinger of Reb bilon sex and booze instead symbolize potential robbery and Invasion someone could easily slip through it and lurk in the pitch black confines of the TV room yet the main contributor to my increasingly sleepless nights was the tapping sounds from within my walls they weren't always there only once every few days or so the tapping would start at the far end of the opposite wall by the closet under the stairs it was would quickly be answered at the opposite wall then pingpong to the other side of the room systemic but not rhythmic then it would go to the ceiling above my bed after three or four repeats around the room it would finally stop the noise itself was unnerving but the inexplicable sense of dread that accompanied it was what really got to me all other sounds seemed to be muffled or.
absorbed into that tapping no buzz of electricity or the house creaking under its own weight in the seconds before the tapping every Soundwave crashed to a halt as if the room itself held its breath in anticipation of what was to come with each successive tap Goose flesh would erupt on my skin which made the temperature in the room drop a few degrees even after the tapping stopped the cold feeling of unease did not dissipate every sound I wanted to make was too loud and every sound I did make was an intrusion how long could this last questions like this raced through my mind each night my already abnormal sleeping schedule was becoming untenable I told my parents about the sounds despite my insistence that the tapping movements could not be those of a pest or rodent that they were controlled dull hits rather than the skittering or scraping of tiny claws on drywall my parents called an exterminator but no squirrels or rats were found in the walls no Trace there had ever been my complaints about the tapping noises soon became routine they were dismissed as the product of an overactive imagination one mid-February night this all came to a head I'd went to bed relatively early too fatigued to do much of anything as I lay looking out at the fallen snow through the room tiny window the feeling of unease worse than usual festered in my chest it soon became a physical sensation feeding off my unrest the tapping started at the opposite wall jolting upright I quickly turned on the switch of my bedside lamp on my ears were ringing despite the silence my heart pressed into my sternum I then waited for the loud slap above my headboard or for the the room itself de.
Cave in anything Birds began to sing in my backyard yet it was still dark outside I checked my phone for the time praying that the first rays of sunlight would soon make themselves known it was 3:00 a. m. the High full Melodies Twisted into something more Sinister as the bird's chirping reached a crescendo the ringing in my ears became a dissonant tone the violent quicking of my door against the frame cut through the force of the movement caused the wall to shake uncontrolled rage filled blows like a 300lb man was crashing into it but whatever it was it was not human my as salent would have been inside by now if it were I had no lock on the door I didn't have time to Envision what kind of monstrosity could be on the other side I had to act but didn't have the time to consider what to do I did what all terrified children do i d mashed for the overhead light switch conveniently located next to the door as my finger hit the ice cold plastic switch I realized how close I was to whatever was behind the door mere centimeters I began to Envision my own demise as the lights flickered on the pounding continued for another couple of seconds the birds were no longer chirping however the silence did not make me feel more comfortable footsteps would have cut through the Stillness but they never came this meant to me that whatever was outside was still lurking behind the door I put my ear to the door as Softly As I could trying to hear what was outside without being heard myself there was nothing after another few minutes of trembling with my feet rooted to the floor I threw open the door and instinctively sprinted for the TV room's.
light in hindsight I see how stupid this decision could have been if someone had been on the other side but I guess my teenager brain had accepted the potential risk and overall absurdity of the situation with the light on I saw nothing out of the ordinary in the room I checked the side and back walls peering outside there was only the cool night air and the falling snow my pulse slowed slightly but my nerves remained on edge out of options I went back to my room resigned and deathly tired I laid down in bed but did not shut my eyes until dawn finally came when I woke up I walked around my yard and garage not sure what I was hoping to find maybe tracks in the snow leading out from the back or side door maybe to get a comment from my parents about the commotion from the night before but there was nothing this outcome was actually more unsettling to me than finding tangible physical evidence for the rest of the time I lived in that house there was there no more tapping on the walls I still know now that I was cognizant and awake when the events of that night unfolded yet I still don't know what to make of [Music] it in 1982 when I was 21 I joined a rock band that played together for 15 years I played a guitar and sang lead vocals my brother Quinn played bass and our good friend Brad played the drums as one would expect at the time Hard Rock meant loud very loud as such we were always trying to find a place to practice that we would not bother others in the early summer of 1987 when I was 25 we decided that the best thing to do was to rent out a house where we could Crank It Up and not be a nuisance to the.
neighbors I was at the time still living with my parents and Brad was was just coming to the end of his apartment's lease we found a cheap house to rent that was maybe 50 years old with its only drawback being that it had no AC it was located in attractive homes that were all about 25 years newer and for whatever reason was set off by about 100 ft from the closest Home in that area and was surrounded by these huge eucalyptus trees it was the perfect place for a rock band to practice Brad and I and a friend of ours named Steve shortly moved in together just a note about the house when you walked in it was a very oddl looking Place mostly because of how the ceiling Jed out at odd angles in certain parts of the living room in the kitchen and then joined together at even odder angles it was just really weird the windows were permanently shut and because of the way the landlord had put up these permanent curtains you couldn't see out and no one could see in the first night I I slept there I kept hearing these intermediate little scratching noises coming from inside the closet I suppose it was probably mice which was kind of creepy because I really hate rodents I got some mouse traps the next day but on I never caught any mice the whole time we lived there that first week I had gotten home from work one afternoon and saw that Steve's car was already there I went in and called called out hey Steve but I got no answer I walked through the living room and dining room area and then through the kitchen back towards the bedrooms there I saw Steve standing in the middle of the hallway looking up at the ceiling as I got closer I could see that he was actually.
staring at the attic entry cover I honestly don't even think that he was aware that I was even there I asked him what he was doing without taking his stare off the attic cover he said for some reason I feel like I want to go up in there I jokingly said yeah have fun I brushed past him and went to my room to get ready for practice we finally got the band equipment and Pa set up in the living room and began practicing four to 5 days a week it was unbelievably hot due to no air conditioning in this really old house coupled with the blistering heat of the normal Sacramento summer what is peculiar is that even though it must been 100° in the house when we practiced a couple of our friends who had come to listen to us play both mentioned independent of each other that they felt cold air off in one corner where they sat other friends who would come listen to the band would remark how weird our house looked and how weird it felt I never really gave it much thought as I was super focused on getting the band In Shape on one particular Friday night Brad was out on a date and Steve and I were home alone I was writing a new song and it was coming together pretty fast I was feeling really inspired and when I finished writing the music it had only taken me 20 minutes my normal writing time for the music portion of the song generally took me an hour or two I would always write the music fast and then write the lyrics a day or two later after I had taken the chance to ruminate on the music and see how it made me feel because I was feeling really encouraged that the music had come together so fast I jumped right into making lyrics that night Steve was watching TV on the other end of the room and because I needed it.
absorbed into that tapping no buzz of electricity or the house creaking under its own weight in the seconds before the tapping every Soundwave crashed to a halt as if the room itself held its breath in anticipation of what was to come with each successive tap Goose flesh would erupt on my skin which made the temperature in the room drop a few degrees even after the tapping stopped the cold feeling of unease did not dissipate every sound I wanted to make was too loud and every sound I did make was an intrusion how long could this last questions like this raced through my mind each night my already abnormal sleeping schedule was becoming untenable I told my parents about the sounds despite my insistence that the tapping movements could not be those of a pest or rodent that they were controlled dull hits rather than the skittering or scraping of tiny claws on drywall my parents called an exterminator but no squirrels or rats were found in the walls no Trace there had ever been my complaints about the tapping noises soon became routine they were dismissed as the product of an overactive imagination one mid-February night this all came to a head I'd went to bed relatively early too fatigued to do much of anything as I lay looking out at the fallen snow through the room tiny window the feeling of unease worse than usual festered in my chest it soon became a physical sensation feeding off my unrest the tapping started at the opposite wall jolting upright I quickly turned on the switch of my bedside lamp on my ears were ringing despite the silence my heart pressed into my sternum I then waited for the loud slap above my headboard or for the the room itself de.
Cave in anything Birds began to sing in my backyard yet it was still dark outside I checked my phone for the time praying that the first rays of sunlight would soon make themselves known it was 3:00 a. m. the High full Melodies Twisted into something more Sinister as the bird's chirping reached a crescendo the ringing in my ears became a dissonant tone the violent quicking of my door against the frame cut through the force of the movement caused the wall to shake uncontrolled rage filled blows like a 300lb man was crashing into it but whatever it was it was not human my as salent would have been inside by now if it were I had no lock on the door I didn't have time to Envision what kind of monstrosity could be on the other side I had to act but didn't have the time to consider what to do I did what all terrified children do i d mashed for the overhead light switch conveniently located next to the door as my finger hit the ice cold plastic switch I realized how close I was to whatever was behind the door mere centimeters I began to Envision my own demise as the lights flickered on the pounding continued for another couple of seconds the birds were no longer chirping however the silence did not make me feel more comfortable footsteps would have cut through the Stillness but they never came this meant to me that whatever was outside was still lurking behind the door I put my ear to the door as Softly As I could trying to hear what was outside without being heard myself there was nothing after another few minutes of trembling with my feet rooted to the floor I threw open the door and instinctively sprinted for the TV room's.
light in hindsight I see how stupid this decision could have been if someone had been on the other side but I guess my teenager brain had accepted the potential risk and overall absurdity of the situation with the light on I saw nothing out of the ordinary in the room I checked the side and back walls peering outside there was only the cool night air and the falling snow my pulse slowed slightly but my nerves remained on edge out of options I went back to my room resigned and deathly tired I laid down in bed but did not shut my eyes until dawn finally came when I woke up I walked around my yard and garage not sure what I was hoping to find maybe tracks in the snow leading out from the back or side door maybe to get a comment from my parents about the commotion from the night before but there was nothing this outcome was actually more unsettling to me than finding tangible physical evidence for the rest of the time I lived in that house there was there no more tapping on the walls I still know now that I was cognizant and awake when the events of that night unfolded yet I still don't know what to make of [Music] it in 1982 when I was 21 I joined a rock band that played together for 15 years I played a guitar and sang lead vocals my brother Quinn played bass and our good friend Brad played the drums as one would expect at the time Hard Rock meant loud very loud as such we were always trying to find a place to practice that we would not bother others in the early summer of 1987 when I was 25 we decided that the best thing to do was to rent out a house where we could Crank It Up and not be a nuisance to the.
neighbors I was at the time still living with my parents and Brad was was just coming to the end of his apartment's lease we found a cheap house to rent that was maybe 50 years old with its only drawback being that it had no AC it was located in attractive homes that were all about 25 years newer and for whatever reason was set off by about 100 ft from the closest Home in that area and was surrounded by these huge eucalyptus trees it was the perfect place for a rock band to practice Brad and I and a friend of ours named Steve shortly moved in together just a note about the house when you walked in it was a very oddl looking Place mostly because of how the ceiling Jed out at odd angles in certain parts of the living room in the kitchen and then joined together at even odder angles it was just really weird the windows were permanently shut and because of the way the landlord had put up these permanent curtains you couldn't see out and no one could see in the first night I I slept there I kept hearing these intermediate little scratching noises coming from inside the closet I suppose it was probably mice which was kind of creepy because I really hate rodents I got some mouse traps the next day but on I never caught any mice the whole time we lived there that first week I had gotten home from work one afternoon and saw that Steve's car was already there I went in and called called out hey Steve but I got no answer I walked through the living room and dining room area and then through the kitchen back towards the bedrooms there I saw Steve standing in the middle of the hallway looking up at the ceiling as I got closer I could see that he was actually.
staring at the attic entry cover I honestly don't even think that he was aware that I was even there I asked him what he was doing without taking his stare off the attic cover he said for some reason I feel like I want to go up in there I jokingly said yeah have fun I brushed past him and went to my room to get ready for practice we finally got the band equipment and Pa set up in the living room and began practicing four to 5 days a week it was unbelievably hot due to no air conditioning in this really old house coupled with the blistering heat of the normal Sacramento summer what is peculiar is that even though it must been 100° in the house when we practiced a couple of our friends who had come to listen to us play both mentioned independent of each other that they felt cold air off in one corner where they sat other friends who would come listen to the band would remark how weird our house looked and how weird it felt I never really gave it much thought as I was super focused on getting the band In Shape on one particular Friday night Brad was out on a date and Steve and I were home alone I was writing a new song and it was coming together pretty fast I was feeling really inspired and when I finished writing the music it had only taken me 20 minutes my normal writing time for the music portion of the song generally took me an hour or two I would always write the music fast and then write the lyrics a day or two later after I had taken the chance to ruminate on the music and see how it made me feel because I was feeling really encouraged that the music had come together so fast I jumped right into making lyrics that night Steve was watching TV on the other end of the room and because I needed it.
to be a bit more quiet I asked him if he wouldn't mind turning down the TV he was kind enough to turn it off altogether I started right in and he just sat and listened as I began coming up with lyrics to the song and blending them into the melody Steve began to offer for some lyrical suggestions you have to understand Steve was one of our biggest fans and he made countless lyrical suggestions to me over the years but his lyrics were always so goofy and I just never had the heart to tell him why I never used any of his suggestions however on this night it was the weirdest thing as I was writing this new song I would come up with a lyric and then Steve would offer up a suggestion that would fit perfectly this had never never happened before and it all happened so fast that we had written all the lyrics for this new song in less than 15 minutes with perhaps 25% of the lyrical content coming from Steve I could not believe it on a number of levels the title I gave it was if I had a chance the lyrics go as follows reflecting back in time to the shadows of my mind it doesn't seem that long ago that the reason nor the rhyme memories fade by the Mist just trying to exist at times it's hard to know which way your life might go if I had a chance again if IID only known back then if I only had a chance I would do it all again at times it's best to think things through at times your best will never do cuz when you're young and so unsure you can't tell evil from the pure if I had a chance again if I had only known back then if I only had a chance I would do it all again I would do it all again brag got home at around 1:00 a.
m. and the minute he walked in the door I told him dude you got to hear this new song that I wrote while you were gone he told me to give him a chance to change out of his date clothes and he would be right out I was sitting on a stool next to my amplifier When Brad came out he pulled up another stool right next to mine and said okay go for it Steve was on the other end of the room watching TV again the TV screen was the only light in the room I reached over and turned on my amplifier plugged in my guitar and strapped it over my shoulder I formed an opening E minor chord on the fretboard and when I went to pluck the low E string to start the song the very second I touched the string with my pick I heard an almost imperceptible voice coming from my amplifier it whispered don't touch me it was so weird and so shocking that I kind of jerked my hand away from the fretboard I looked at Brad to see what his reaction was he looked at me in confusion and said what's wrong he obviously hadn't heard the voice I told him my amp just said don't touch me he laughed and replied yeah right I was thinking in my head at that moment maybe I just thought I heard it Steve at the other end of the room was completely oblivious to what was happening anyway I decided to go ahead and try to play the song again I formed an E minor chord again at the very instant I touched the low E string with my pick the voice came again a little louder and a little more forceful this time don't touch me Brad heard it this time and he jumped off of his stool Steve turned around and asked what's going on his amplifier is talking broad shouted what do you mean Steve asked I was just in shock trying to process it.
all all this was happening within seconds I was convinced that something really bad was going on I just didn't know exactly what it was simultaneously I thought to myself I bet if I touch that string again with my pick that voice will talk to me again I was horrified at the thought but I went ahead and did it anyway this time when I went to pluck the low E string with my pick the pick got within a half inch away from the string when the voice from my amplifier said in a generally tone very loudly and very forcefully don't touch me I was appalled and amazed at the same time Steve heard it this time and jumped off the couch with a terrified look on his face at the same time Brad ran back through the kitchen suddenly I felt a very powerful and very malicious energy pressing down around me I felt like there was a ton of bricks on my shoulders and I couldn't move I immediately felt like I was going to throw up Brad came running back out of his room and shouted we need to say a prayer Brad said a prayer out loud but it changed nothing I still felt this ominous and very dark presence trying to overwhelm me and I was still nauseous I was able to get my wits about me enough to run outside Brad and Steve followed me we stood there shocked and totally afraid I told them that I wasn't going to go back into that house after a few minutes of discussing what we would do I decided to call my parents to see if we could come stay with them all three of us went inside together and I quickly called my parents they asked me what was wrong and I told them that I would explain later the three of us strove to my parents and stayed at their house for the night my parents told us the next day that there wasn't enough room for.
all three of us and that Steve and Brad would have to find another place to stay Steve and I went back the next day after work while it was still light out and got all of our stuff and never went back Steve moved back in with his parents and I with mine Brad's parents were in Oklahoma and had no other family in Sacramento so he had to stay at that house for another 3 weeks by himself he asked his girlfriend if he could stay at her parents house for a week until he found another place but they said no Brad leader told me that he had nightmares almost every night while he was staying there just after he finally moved out he called me one afternoon and told me about a dream that he had right before he moved out of that place he said that in his dream he was driving to American River College where he was going to school at the time he was going down a windy road beside a creek that was overgrown with a bunch of willow trees he said it was really foggy and he couldn't see where he was going at all in his dream he suddenly heard that same voice that came out of the amplifier that night I know you Tony I had no idea what that meant but it scared me to death the entire experience scarred me and ultimately led me to the realization that there are evils in this world that we cannot see but they can see us around 2014 I went through a bout of depression caused by my mother being diagnosed with stage three breast cancer I became a very quiet student in high school and I had no friends to help me through this difficult time I began to draw graffiti and became friends with other people in that Community as I got more into the lifestyle I became a little reckless
with my own well-being I live in New York and almost every graffiti artist in the state knows about the old abandoned Hospital Kings Park Psychiatric Center the place closed down in 1996 and has been roding away ever since naturally it has the reputation of being haunted after World War II many soldiers suffering from PTSD were dumped here back then certain mental conditions were not well understood thus patients were subjected to outdated practices such as lobotomies and electroshock therapy I've been to the Asylum plenty of times without any problems sure you sometimes run into bombs Stoners and other students who are there to complete their photography class but I never experienced anything out of the ordinary however all of that would change the last time I was there myself and some friends of mine got bored one day so we decided to visit the hospital just to hang out and maybe Throw Some Tags up We snuck into the building through a hole in the chain link fence and then proceeded through a broken window when we got inside everything seemed to be normal mind you we weren't 100% positive that the place was completely empty but we saw no other cars in the parking lot and there were no sounds coming from inside the place was as quiet as a grave we explored all levels of the building and nothing remarkable happened until we decided to use our cell phones as flashlights we needed a light source my phone was fully charged before the trip we made our way down a corridor I approached a open doorway that led into a separate room as I did something felt.
off they say that when something terrible happens negative energy will linger at that exact spot forever I tried my best to shrug it off as I was never a believer in the Paranormal and I completely denied the existence of ghosts or Spirits plus I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of my friends we walked past the doorway and a feeling of Sorrow overcame us as if all of us were suddenly attending a child's funeral soon the sadness melted away giving way to a stronger feeling a feeling of abs absolute dread as if we had encroached into dangerous territory my phone suddenly turned off and was now completely dead not responding to any of my frantic efforts to reboot it my phone was pretty old at this point and I desperately needed an upgrade so I chocked up the strange feeling that I felt to Simply paranoia in my foam was just old and malfunctioning when our group got about halfway to the top of the building every other phone suddenly died out of nowhere but strangely nobody seemed worried about it in the slightest we finally got to the top floor when we set off for this trip I had the idea of taking a picture of sitting on the roof a ledge with my legs dangling off of it with a freshly painted graffiti piece behind me this is nothing new for me as I was a big roof topper and I have been very comfortable exploring rooftops in New York City but since all of our phones were dead I was pretty bummed out we eventually descended back down the stairs until we got to the main floor once we all began heading towards the exit we heard a door behind us slam shut startled we all began bolting down.
the hallway in the pitch black darkness as we ran multiple doors Slamm shut behind us keep in mind that we had just checked these rooms about 20 minutes prior and nobody was there we sprinted and jumped over Fallen debris and puddles of water until we got to the room with a broken window the room itself was very small about 5x5 with a tall ceiling and a rusted heavy steel door which was opposite the window this room might have been used for solitary confinement back when the hospital was still in operation we were all panicking at this point we lined up behind the window and of course the chubby kid of the group was in front of me when it was his turn he was struggling to get out of the window and my heart was racing I looked back to see the last friend in line who was directly behind me he had a Blank Stare on his face his pupils were wide and all the color had left his skin what the hell is wrong wrong with you you look like you just [ __ ] your p i was cut off by the sound of the massive steel door slamming shut I don't even remember seeing it open I remember that in one of my previous trips here we all tried to open this steel door and it was impossible the guy in front of me eventually got through the window and it was now my turn me being a smaller guy I got through with no trouble the rest of the group already started running away from the building I turned back to see my friend who was still staring blankly out of the window the expression on his face still haunts me to this day hey what are you doing get the [ __ ] out of there my friend snapped out of his trance and then climbed through the window we safely got back to the car.
thanks for waiting up on us you [ __ ] jerks as we drove home most most of my friends were already laughing about what happened while me and my friend sat in the back seat in complete silence before that night I never gave ghosts or the afterlife a second thought this experience has opened to my eyes you can never truly know until it happens to you I didn't sleep that night and the next morning both of my parents said that they had nightmares about me going missing which is a coincidence too strange to write off my takeaway from this experience is that you never gamble with your life for Instagram clout or online attention and if you ever find yourself on Long Island do not trespass into the Kings Park Psychiatric Center there is something within its foundation restless and wicked well over a decade ago I used to work as a security guard at the date City Business Center in Florida it was essentially a cluster of various facilities in a single Plaza and it was a pretty busy place during the day as part of the security team we had to constantly check all the workers and trucks from the different companies that operated there as they came and went there was three main positions the check-in station Rover Patrol and the warehouse foot patrol I've had the pleasure of working working all three at one time or another but I was usually assigned to Foot Patrol on Friday nights from 5:00 p. m. to 5:00 a. m. I had the job of checking all the doors to the.
warehouses located in the back of the plaza the Rover Patrol couldn't cover these areas because they were inaccessible to any type of vehicle most of these areas were decommissioned or abandoned so for reference one Lonesome security putts would have to walk around a neglected back alley area close to complete darkness and hope you wouldn't encounter any trouble I was being paid minimum wage at the time so I wasn't looking to exert myself more than I had to along the far end of the plaza were functioning railroad tracks and occasionally the train horn would sound and would come tearing by jolting everyone on security from our dreary autopilot transes and snap us back into reality we would take turns spewing profanities at the train and making each other laugh over the radios we would also get to talking about the creepy sightings that would occur around the tracks a apparently staff around the plaza would sometimes report sightings of a young girl in a white dress walking or floating down the tracks always in the direction of the nearby Cemetery she would never respond to anything that was shouted at her there wasn't many security cameras around the abandoned area of the lot where most of these sightings would take place so to my knowledge she was never captured on film my superiors who trained me all swore by it real hardworking Tas Nails guys with no senses of humor at all both the business center and date City itself have reputations for being associated with Supernatural encounters there's quite a bit of History to the town that you can easily look up with a simple Google search I'm not going to get into all that right now but just keep in mind that most history does not illustrate Humanity's good nature now.
that I've have set the mood let's get into one of the most terrifying experiences I've ever had working there it was a hot summer night in July of 2007 as per usual I was working foot patrol 12 Long exhausting hours of walking around and checking knobs not much to it to be honest and at least all the walking was good for my figure in my time working there I had experienced my share of mildly bizarre occurrences the feeling of being watched the temperature suddenly becoming inexplicably cold I'm sure you all know the type of thing I'm talking about but after a while these things become mundane for lack of a better word and the wow Factor gets diminished it was around midnight when my routine took me to the aluminum plant unlike the other warehouses there were slightly more involved to securing this structure than just checking doors there was various Machinery left on in the back of the warehouse and part of my responsibility was to check some of the readouts on the consoles and make sure the numbers were being displayed between a certain range and if they weren't I would have to make some phone calls to get to these consoles you had to take some metal stairs to the second floor which led to a walk walkway where you could check the numbers and right after the last console there would be another set of stairs that you could take to exit back down I was idly walking by each console glancing at each display showing no enthusiasm as I was so lost in my routine as I got to the end of the walkway I made to walk down the far staircase when I paused for a split second I got that being watched feeling and I glanced behind me down the way I came for me to say that there was someone standing there with would be oversimplifying it the first thing that.
entered my head was that someone had simply appeared there a woman in a white night gown was about 10 ft away from me looking directly at me yes there was some Machinery running but even moving slowly in carefully down that walkway is almost impossible without making noise I didn't hear a single thing to indicate that there was anyone there I stood dead still for a few heartbeats there wasn't much light up there on the walkway there was just the faint glow from the display screens I could see her outline and part of her face but the Shadows casted by her hair prevented me from seeing her eyes I had my Maglite on my belt but the idea of reaching down and grabbing it lifting it and turning it on seemed way too daunting in that moment I don't recall if the woman moved closer but I definitely felt like she was closing in on me I was just about to say something out loud when the woman raised her left hand and grabbed the left side of her face under her hair she tilted her head sideways slowly and then lifted it right off her neck this wasn't an optical illusion because of the darkness it wasn't a trick I saw her arm straighten and the woman's head was lifted directly off her torso I sprinted down the stairs and tore out of the building I didn't scream or anything I just ran I kept running until I was at the complete opposite end of the plaza it was then I finally stopped to catch my breath I leaned against the wall in the dark and tried to process what had just happened the entire encounter had maybe lasted about 15 seconds and there was a part of my brain trying to dismiss it as a prank but the harder I tried to rationalize it the more I began to panic aside from me and the other security guards no one was supposed to have access to that building this time of night there was no way I.
would have gone back there again that night I continued on with my shift feeling extremely vulnerable like I was being hunted I made up some [ __ ] excuse about having a family emergency and left early I think my shocked expression helped make my story more believable to my supervisors I never told anyone about what I saw not my closest friends or co-workers I was worried that they would think I was delusional or lying I eventually returned to work after a while and went back into the routine I never saw the mysterious figure again in 2010 the year after I left a citrus processing plant located in the center caught fire and nearly burned to the ground remember how I said that the train tracks ran through the entire Plaza well I forgot to mention that there was no safety arm that came down when the trains would pass through at full speed in June of 2016 a train smashed into a semi Tru that was crossing the tracks at the wrong time I'm sure these occurrences aren't connected but still it makes you wonder there's always a reason to be afraid.