Whether ghosts actually have a clause in their contracts to only appear when the sun goes down is up for debate. Yet, spooky stories and creepy experiences are usually born during the so-called “witching hour” — somewhere between midnight and 3 or 4 am. Or as some people like to call it: the devil’s hour.
And who better to tell such stories than the people who have to be up all night to work anyway.
Several night-shift workers have shared online some of the strangest experiences they’ve had on the job.
Some swear it was supernatural. Some eventually discovered it was just an animal or a prank. But in the moment, everybody agreed the fear was very real.
#41
I have an interesting job where I ride around Chicago all night in a tanker with a pump on it. Basically a mobile gas station. One night I was fueling some school buses in the ghetto when I heard some loud pops. Immediately afterwards I was hit by bits of masonry from the wall I was standing next to. We wear bright headlights on our heads and my guess is someone was taking pot shots at me from a tenement across the street. Called the police and they didn't even show up. I did finish fueling the buses though... without my headlight while crawling around on the gravel doing some tactical rolls... For the children.
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#42
About 10 years ago, I worked the graveyard shift at a gas station in Phoenix, AZ. It was quiet, maybe around 2-3 am. It's just me, standing outside the entrance door smoking, when a small truck rips into the parking lot, on the other side of the pump island.
The truck comes to a screeching halt at the air machine, you know, the ones that take 75 cents to operate. Two guys jump out of the back of the truck, and loop a large chain around the entire machine. They hop back in the truck, and the driver floors it - ripping the entire machine out of the concrete. They drive off, dragging the machine, spewing sparks, about a quarter mile to the next traffic light before disappearing from view. It probably took 10-15 seconds, tops.
Presumably, this was to empty the machine of quarters.
Which is something I did every night at the beginning of my shift.
The truck comes to a screeching halt at the air machine, you know, the ones that take 75 cents to operate. Two guys jump out of the back of the truck, and loop a large chain around the entire machine. They hop back in the truck, and the driver floors it - ripping the entire machine out of the concrete. They drive off, dragging the machine, spewing sparks, about a quarter mile to the next traffic light before disappearing from view. It probably took 10-15 seconds, tops.
Presumably, this was to empty the machine of quarters.
Which is something I did every night at the beginning of my shift.
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#43
Guy came into store drunk as a skunk at 3am pukes all over the aisle he was in and night manager walks up and yells at him, drunk guy apologises says he will mop it up and goes back and eats his own vomit to clear it up.
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#44
I'll give you two for the price of one. As a pretext I answer phones for an answering service.
One night I took a call from some account we barely take calls for. It was dead air for a moment and suddenly this guy starts singing *Hey there little Red Riding Hood, you sure are looking good. You're everything a big bad wolf could want.* and then went quiet. Despite me trying to get a response, he just kept breathing. Eventually I hung up on him.
This one is disturbing in a different way.
Another night a year or so ago I took a call for a vets office from a woman that was in a panic because her cat was sick. She wasn't sure what was wrong, but I could hear the poor thing gargling as it meowed like it had blood in it's lungs. The woman said the cat was all she had left, so I tried my best to get all her info down so I could get the vet asap. But the cat died before I could. The only reason I even knew that was because I heard it stop making noise.
The poor woman lost it. She began bawling hysterically and screaming/begging the cat to get up, and then begged God not to take the cat because she'd have nobody left.
After I realized there was nothing I could do or say because she walked away from the phone, I quietly hung up and just kinda sat there for a minute. That call has stuck with me for a while.
One night I took a call from some account we barely take calls for. It was dead air for a moment and suddenly this guy starts singing *Hey there little Red Riding Hood, you sure are looking good. You're everything a big bad wolf could want.* and then went quiet. Despite me trying to get a response, he just kept breathing. Eventually I hung up on him.
This one is disturbing in a different way.
Another night a year or so ago I took a call for a vets office from a woman that was in a panic because her cat was sick. She wasn't sure what was wrong, but I could hear the poor thing gargling as it meowed like it had blood in it's lungs. The woman said the cat was all she had left, so I tried my best to get all her info down so I could get the vet asap. But the cat died before I could. The only reason I even knew that was because I heard it stop making noise.
The poor woman lost it. She began bawling hysterically and screaming/begging the cat to get up, and then begged God not to take the cat because she'd have nobody left.
After I realized there was nothing I could do or say because she walked away from the phone, I quietly hung up and just kinda sat there for a minute. That call has stuck with me for a while.
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#45
Nothing creepy or weird. But I operate machinery and there's a fox that comes up to my door every time I stop and waits for food. He's been doing this for 4 months now, pretty darn cute.
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#46
I work in a sleep lab. Just a regular night until my first patient arrived. He was a young, black male approx. 18y/o. The first words out of his mouth were,
"Do you have any lotion?"
"Uh, maybe. I'll check for you."
I took him to his room and did a quick search for lotion. "He must be a bit ashy," I thought.
(Quick background info: most sleep lab rooms have microphones and cameras to confirm rare sleep disorders.)
No lotion except for a coworker's really feminine variety. So, I flick the mic on and tell him that we're all out.
"Is there a camera in here?"
"Yes sir," I said.
Before I go further, there is time allocated before sleep studies for patients to get settled, do paperwork, eat, etc. Right before I go in to begin the test, I turn the cameras on...
And there he was, on his back in the center of the bed, completely naked. He had commandeered our liquid hand soap and was lubing and stroking with the efficiency and coordination of an Olympic athlete.
That jerk KNEW we had cameras. To top it off, he didn't clean up. He left the liquid soap covered in its own, and his own, ejaculate on the night stand right next to the bed.
Where ever you are, you jerk, I know what you did and now, so does Reddit.
"Do you have any lotion?"
"Uh, maybe. I'll check for you."
I took him to his room and did a quick search for lotion. "He must be a bit ashy," I thought.
(Quick background info: most sleep lab rooms have microphones and cameras to confirm rare sleep disorders.)
No lotion except for a coworker's really feminine variety. So, I flick the mic on and tell him that we're all out.
"Is there a camera in here?"
"Yes sir," I said.
Before I go further, there is time allocated before sleep studies for patients to get settled, do paperwork, eat, etc. Right before I go in to begin the test, I turn the cameras on...
And there he was, on his back in the center of the bed, completely naked. He had commandeered our liquid hand soap and was lubing and stroking with the efficiency and coordination of an Olympic athlete.
That jerk KNEW we had cameras. To top it off, he didn't clean up. He left the liquid soap covered in its own, and his own, ejaculate on the night stand right next to the bed.
Where ever you are, you jerk, I know what you did and now, so does Reddit.
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#47
Oh I have one!
I work overnight in a hospital. A patient died, and they covered her body out of respect but had yet to do any ritual bathing of the body (she was jewish, so the typical hospital protocol of washing a dead body doesnt apply here.)
Anyway, we have to clean/sanitize some of the equipment in the room so the family doesnt come in and see a bunch of iv pumps and tube feeds and heart monitors and blood pressure cuff and etc etc hooked up to her. We do this with the body in the room obviously.
as me and a friend of mine are cleaning, I guess shes showing that shes trying to be edgy by just callously referring to the person that had just passed as a body and whatnot. It's actually starting to annoy me because
1) she just died. I felt like she should have shown some respect, I could still feel her in the room with us
2) youre not cool just because youre comfortable around a person that passed peacefully. youre not edgy. youre dumb as f**k right now
3) She has no clue about other cultures, which annoys me to no end after moving to the south, but considering the lady was supposed to be hearing the torah and not some doofus's ill mannered, ill timed jokes, the situation was liek her mornoic ignorance was a huge taboo to everyone in the room except her, and she was completely, utterly oblivious to it
4) the jokes werent even good
Anyway, we are on one side of the room cleaning, and the body is on the other.
Right when I'm about to say something out of anger, stuff starts moving.
IV poles on wheels start rolling around. Wires start swaying really fast like someone is knocking them forward with each swing. Again, no one is NEAR this stuff, theres only 2 people in the room- me and her- and the force with which is was moving was wayyy too much to be like swaying from a/c kicking on
apparently to her, the energy in the room got very ominous and she left. But I never felt anything at all.
In fact, I kind of felt a warmness coming from the room that sort of reminded me of my cousins house or something.
She never brought that up. But good though cuz I'm clearly still upset about her giant, out of no where faux pas. Like, jesus christ, use your f****n head.
I work overnight in a hospital. A patient died, and they covered her body out of respect but had yet to do any ritual bathing of the body (she was jewish, so the typical hospital protocol of washing a dead body doesnt apply here.)
Anyway, we have to clean/sanitize some of the equipment in the room so the family doesnt come in and see a bunch of iv pumps and tube feeds and heart monitors and blood pressure cuff and etc etc hooked up to her. We do this with the body in the room obviously.
as me and a friend of mine are cleaning, I guess shes showing that shes trying to be edgy by just callously referring to the person that had just passed as a body and whatnot. It's actually starting to annoy me because
1) she just died. I felt like she should have shown some respect, I could still feel her in the room with us
2) youre not cool just because youre comfortable around a person that passed peacefully. youre not edgy. youre dumb as f**k right now
3) She has no clue about other cultures, which annoys me to no end after moving to the south, but considering the lady was supposed to be hearing the torah and not some doofus's ill mannered, ill timed jokes, the situation was liek her mornoic ignorance was a huge taboo to everyone in the room except her, and she was completely, utterly oblivious to it
4) the jokes werent even good
Anyway, we are on one side of the room cleaning, and the body is on the other.
Right when I'm about to say something out of anger, stuff starts moving.
IV poles on wheels start rolling around. Wires start swaying really fast like someone is knocking them forward with each swing. Again, no one is NEAR this stuff, theres only 2 people in the room- me and her- and the force with which is was moving was wayyy too much to be like swaying from a/c kicking on
apparently to her, the energy in the room got very ominous and she left. But I never felt anything at all.
In fact, I kind of felt a warmness coming from the room that sort of reminded me of my cousins house or something.
She never brought that up. But good though cuz I'm clearly still upset about her giant, out of no where faux pas. Like, jesus christ, use your f****n head.
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#48
My production lead was Catholic and gave some rosaries away to anyone that wanted them one day. We actually worked swing shift and got off work midnight to 4am depending on overtime availability. The plant was in a pretty rough part of Fresno, California. One of the guys who took a rosary was young and had just started working so hadn't saved up money for a car. He walked home every night a couple miles through that area. After swing shift most people have gone to bed and the streets are pretty empty. It was fall, a little chilly and no moon. He was walking down a run down block with a field along one side of the street and a couple run down buildings on the other. A woman walked out from behind one of the buildings and straight up to him. She said, "I'll trade you my ring for your rosary." He was wearing a sweatshirt with a jacket. The rosary was around his neck under the sweatshirt and not at all visible so he asked, "How do you know I have a rosary?" She didn't answer the question but said again, "I'll trade you my ring for your rosary." At that point he brushed past her and walked away fast. When he stopped to look back and see where she was, she had disappeared.
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#49
I work for a hotel. I'm actually here right now.
So the creepiest thing that has happened to me was only a few weeks ago.
I'm sitting at the front desk, I'm all alone here. No other employees, it's very late and no guests are up and about.
I kept hearing childrens voices. I couldn't make out what they were saying or anything, but it sounded like they were coming from down the hall. Every time I would go down there to check it out, they would stop. I checked *everywhere* from the pool to the gym, to putting my ear on doors. Nothing. But as soon as I'd walk away, they'd start again. Eventually I got freaked out enough to just say darn it and I went back to my desk.
After that, the voices stopped, but the shadows began.
Out of the corner of my eye I'd see figures of people peaking behind the corner at me, or running through the lobby. I carry a gun with me to work, and I had my hand on it most of the night.
It finally stopped around 5AM, but every once in a while, I'll see a shadow without an owner peaking at me.
So the creepiest thing that has happened to me was only a few weeks ago.
I'm sitting at the front desk, I'm all alone here. No other employees, it's very late and no guests are up and about.
I kept hearing childrens voices. I couldn't make out what they were saying or anything, but it sounded like they were coming from down the hall. Every time I would go down there to check it out, they would stop. I checked *everywhere* from the pool to the gym, to putting my ear on doors. Nothing. But as soon as I'd walk away, they'd start again. Eventually I got freaked out enough to just say darn it and I went back to my desk.
After that, the voices stopped, but the shadows began.
Out of the corner of my eye I'd see figures of people peaking behind the corner at me, or running through the lobby. I carry a gun with me to work, and I had my hand on it most of the night.
It finally stopped around 5AM, but every once in a while, I'll see a shadow without an owner peaking at me.
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#50
I work in a specific field of work, monitoring all types of radio channels, computer systems, imaging softwares. Creepiest, is the voice and crying of a little kid coming over the radio saying "Help! Is anyone out there? *sobbing*" Then absolutely nothing after that.
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#51
I used to work nights for our state road authority, working on traffic signals. I only heard this story: apparently a truck was carrying a drum of human body parts for disposal and the drum fell off the truck on one of our freeways. Road patrol guy called in and said *there's arms and legs all over the place out here*.
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#52
I worked at a campground on night shift. 12a - 8a, every night. It wasn't bad. I would bring in my PS2 and game a good portion of the night, only having to deal with 1 or 2 people on busy nights. It was just me in this little 8' x 8' shack, with nothing around but dark, all night. My first week there, the other third shift guy who was quitting told me about this payphone a few feet from the shack where I worked. He said it rang every night at 4:17a, just once. It was probably just an automated test call, he guessed. He's never answered it himself. I go for a few months with the job. It was the middle of summer so most nights I had the windows closed so I couldn't hear the payphone go off.
Mid-August I started leaving the windows open during the night. Sure enough, at 4:17a every morning the phone would ring once. The ring even sounded creepy, like the payphone was submerged in water then put where it sat.
One night I got up the nerve to answer it. I set an alarm at 4:15 and would go wait at the phone until it rang. When it did, I answered it. But there was no sound. Just dead air like the someone was on the other line but wasn't answering. I said hello a few times, and hung up. I did this every night for a week with the same results. I didn't think anything of it and left it alone after that for about a month. The first week of October, I decided to answer the phone once again. I set my alarm and when the time came, I answered the phone.
"Hello? Hello?"
Then I heard what sounded like someone inhaling through clenched teeth. The voice that sounded was rough and sounded like he had gargled gravel. The best comparison I can give is Horace P. Gauge from The Suffering.
He said my name. My complete name. First, middle, and last. It was a voice I'd never heard. My voice caught in my throat and I hung up. I rattled some change into the payphone and hit *69.
The number had come from California. I live in Indiana.
Mid-August I started leaving the windows open during the night. Sure enough, at 4:17a every morning the phone would ring once. The ring even sounded creepy, like the payphone was submerged in water then put where it sat.
One night I got up the nerve to answer it. I set an alarm at 4:15 and would go wait at the phone until it rang. When it did, I answered it. But there was no sound. Just dead air like the someone was on the other line but wasn't answering. I said hello a few times, and hung up. I did this every night for a week with the same results. I didn't think anything of it and left it alone after that for about a month. The first week of October, I decided to answer the phone once again. I set my alarm and when the time came, I answered the phone.
"Hello? Hello?"
Then I heard what sounded like someone inhaling through clenched teeth. The voice that sounded was rough and sounded like he had gargled gravel. The best comparison I can give is Horace P. Gauge from The Suffering.
He said my name. My complete name. First, middle, and last. It was a voice I'd never heard. My voice caught in my throat and I hung up. I rattled some change into the payphone and hit *69.
The number had come from California. I live in Indiana.
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#53
While on my paper route I was in a not-so-great are and was delivering to a trailer park. I saw a man walking funny, he fell flat on his, face got back up without using his hands and kept walking like nothing even happened.
I think he was on crack.
I think he was on crack.
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#54
I used to work in a building with a woman I thought was a little weird if she ever had to go up or down stairs she would wait till someone could go with her, said the stairs gave her the creeps.
One night i had to work late on my own and as she left she said to me, you really don't want to be here late on your own. But i wasn't worried, the building was closed and nobody could get in.
Anyway I went upstairs to get something, having to go through electronic doors at various stages, whch all shut behind me as they should do, as I stepped onto the staircase to go down again, all the doors in the upstairs corridor spontaneously opened and shut again.
When I saw the woman again she asked me if I had any problems with the doors.
One night i had to work late on my own and as she left she said to me, you really don't want to be here late on your own. But i wasn't worried, the building was closed and nobody could get in.
Anyway I went upstairs to get something, having to go through electronic doors at various stages, whch all shut behind me as they should do, as I stepped onto the staircase to go down again, all the doors in the upstairs corridor spontaneously opened and shut again.
When I saw the woman again she asked me if I had any problems with the doors.
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#55
I'm on a graveyard shift right now, I'd say easily the creepiest part of my job is loading the wagons. It's a large factory built pretty much in the middle of nowhere which is surrounded by open fields and some woodland.
The yard on which the wagons are located is fairly big, big enough that the cameras can't cover all of it and there are many blind spots for me to be seized, touched, eaten... the options are endless in this 6 fingered county I work in! (Think Deliverance with less banjos and more benefit cheats)
Also coming from inside the factory where ear protection is needed at all times due to high noise levels to a perfectly silent yard is always unsettling. Birds often aren't awake at that time so my work is accompanied by the sounds of gravel crunching under my forklift and my heart hammering inside my chest.
The yard on which the wagons are located is fairly big, big enough that the cameras can't cover all of it and there are many blind spots for me to be seized, touched, eaten... the options are endless in this 6 fingered county I work in! (Think Deliverance with less banjos and more benefit cheats)
Also coming from inside the factory where ear protection is needed at all times due to high noise levels to a perfectly silent yard is always unsettling. Birds often aren't awake at that time so my work is accompanied by the sounds of gravel crunching under my forklift and my heart hammering inside my chest.
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#56
I'm from Singapore and didn't work the night shift but the morning or afternoon shift. A typical afternoom shuft would end around 10pm-11pm. I'm a medical technologist and my lab was the main centre for all tests so it needs a huge space. As such, it was in an industrial estate located at a pretty deserted location.
I was doing the Biochemistry section and we're usually the last to leave as there is just a lot of samples to get through. We're scheduled in pairs so that night it was just two of us left. I was taking stock in the back room and I felt a really hard pull at my ponytail, my head actually jerked back. I thought it was my co worker (A) so I just laughed and told her to stop playing. I turned around and realised that there was no one there and that my co worker was actually at the other end of the lab where our machines were. When I went home that night, my crucifix I wear as a necklace was missing but the chain was still intact around my neck.
Couple of weeks pass and again I'm one of the last with my scheduled partner (B), and one last person who happened to be A. A and I were sitting at our respective computers and just chatting when I hear B call my name. I called back "YES?" with no reply. Repeated my answer and finally asked "hey B did you call me??" She said no with a bewildered look on her face. A and I look at each other and A said "l swear I heard her call you."
Sometime later, I was once again doing some work. I hear someone whisper in my ear "heyy earthwormjane". I turn and there's no one. That same night, the new crucifix I bought to replace the other one was also missing. With the chain still around my neck.
I was doing the Biochemistry section and we're usually the last to leave as there is just a lot of samples to get through. We're scheduled in pairs so that night it was just two of us left. I was taking stock in the back room and I felt a really hard pull at my ponytail, my head actually jerked back. I thought it was my co worker (A) so I just laughed and told her to stop playing. I turned around and realised that there was no one there and that my co worker was actually at the other end of the lab where our machines were. When I went home that night, my crucifix I wear as a necklace was missing but the chain was still intact around my neck.
Couple of weeks pass and again I'm one of the last with my scheduled partner (B), and one last person who happened to be A. A and I were sitting at our respective computers and just chatting when I hear B call my name. I called back "YES?" with no reply. Repeated my answer and finally asked "hey B did you call me??" She said no with a bewildered look on her face. A and I look at each other and A said "l swear I heard her call you."
Sometime later, I was once again doing some work. I hear someone whisper in my ear "heyy earthwormjane". I turn and there's no one. That same night, the new crucifix I bought to replace the other one was also missing. With the chain still around my neck.
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#57
I used to work overnight as a Security Guard for an energy company. My site was near a beach, so I would have to patrol the outer perimeters of the site as well as some of the beach. This was when it was in the middle of Sept, so it was still pretty warm at night time in Massachusetts.
One night, I looked at my cameras around 2 am and I noticed that one of the cameras had kinda like a floating blob showing near a fence. It looks strange, kinda like a spirit of some sort, but I blew it off as I'm not the type to really believe in that type of stuff, plus, I thought it was just something in the camera lens. An hour goes by, and its still there. I do my routine check around the perimeter and the closer I got to the area where the blob was on the camera, the colder it got. Also, I couldn't see the spirit blob thing with my eyes. (Reminder, this is in Sept, its still warm out)
I kinda got freaked out and power walked through the rest of the tour. I got back, looked at the camera, and it was still there. I...didn't know why it got all of a sudden cold when I got closer to where that spirit looking thing was. Another hour goes by and it's still there. I do my routine security check again...and still was freezing where the blob was, and I couldn't see it again. I was getting goosebumps from being chilly on a warm night.
When I got back inside, I looked back at the cameras and it was just...gone. I can't explain it. I took a picture of it with my old phone at the time but that got destroyed. I wish it didn't though...this thing was creepy and I wanted to know why it got cold whenever I would approach that area. Who knows. I didn't do another routine check that night. I was too freaked to go back out there.
One night, I looked at my cameras around 2 am and I noticed that one of the cameras had kinda like a floating blob showing near a fence. It looks strange, kinda like a spirit of some sort, but I blew it off as I'm not the type to really believe in that type of stuff, plus, I thought it was just something in the camera lens. An hour goes by, and its still there. I do my routine check around the perimeter and the closer I got to the area where the blob was on the camera, the colder it got. Also, I couldn't see the spirit blob thing with my eyes. (Reminder, this is in Sept, its still warm out)
I kinda got freaked out and power walked through the rest of the tour. I got back, looked at the camera, and it was still there. I...didn't know why it got all of a sudden cold when I got closer to where that spirit looking thing was. Another hour goes by and it's still there. I do my routine security check again...and still was freezing where the blob was, and I couldn't see it again. I was getting goosebumps from being chilly on a warm night.
When I got back inside, I looked back at the cameras and it was just...gone. I can't explain it. I took a picture of it with my old phone at the time but that got destroyed. I wish it didn't though...this thing was creepy and I wanted to know why it got cold whenever I would approach that area. Who knows. I didn't do another routine check that night. I was too freaked to go back out there.
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#58
I was graveyard security at an office building. I had just finished patrolling the upper levels of the parking garage and made it to the ground level when I suddenly felt very cold. It was a relatively warm night and there was no breeze, but I didn't think much of it until I saw what appeared to be a shadowy figure across the way near the bike cage.
I immediately ended my patrol and went inside the building called up my co-worker who provided security at the sister building across the street and we both reviewed the tape on CCTV. For the next five hours, we watched as a clear-as-day shadowy figure walked about fifteen feet away from me, paused briefly as I came into frame and noticed it, and then it simply walked away.
No more patrols were conducted that night.
I immediately ended my patrol and went inside the building called up my co-worker who provided security at the sister building across the street and we both reviewed the tape on CCTV. For the next five hours, we watched as a clear-as-day shadowy figure walked about fifteen feet away from me, paused briefly as I came into frame and noticed it, and then it simply walked away.
No more patrols were conducted that night.
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#59
I've got a few.
I work as a transporter in a hospital. About two years ago we moved from the old city hospital into a new state of the art facility. The old hospital was built in the 1930s and was showing its age and at night was just plain creepy. Each floor had an east and west wing. The East wing of the fourth floor was the first wing to be shut down about two weeks before the move. One night at around 9:30 Im up on the floor to get a patient from the west wing. I see a small group of nurses and aids who all used to work on the, now closed, east wing. They looked visibly shaken. I walked over to see if everything was ok. They told me that they had decided to walk through their old wing for nostalgia's sake. When they were over there, the phone at the nurses station started ringing. The computers and phones had not yet been moved. Not sure what to do, one of the nurses reached over the counter and answered the phone. The nurse told me there was a woman's voice on the other end and that she sounded confused. This is the conversation as best I can remember it.
"This is ____. how can I help you?" Asked the Nurse.
"Hello? Who is this"
"This is ____. I'm a nurse. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Where I am I?"
"This is (hospital name). Are you patient here?"
"Oh. Ok."
Then the line went dead. Thats when the nurse finally looked at the screen on the phone to see where the call was coming from. The phone gave the room number directly next to the nurses station. The rooms by this point had all been cleared out and the phones removed. They could see directly into the room and see that there was nobody in there. Thats when they bolted towards the west wing where I was getting off the elevator. I avoided that wing for the rest of my time there.
My mother started working at the hospital right out of college. It was the only job she had ever known. On moving day, she was determined to walk through every hallway before leaving for the last time. She had her camera and was taking pictures as she went. On one of the empty patient wings, she stopped and was getting ready to take a picture when the door to the room right next to her slammed shut as though someone on the other side had thrown the door as hard as they could. My mom decided she was done taking pictures.
This happened to me just last Friday. It was going on ten and I was taking my last patient back to her room. She was a little old lady who was stable enough to ride in a wheel chair but definitely needed assistance on her feet. I got her back to her room and helped her into bed. I made sure she was comfortable and set the bed alarm before turning out the lights and leaving her room. I pulled the curtain behind me so as to not let too much light in but not all the way so that I could still see her in bed from the hallway. Her nurse was in the room next door and I needed to speak with her. While I was standing there, waiting for the nurse to come out of the other room, I distinctly saw a person walk past the curtain inside the old woman's room. The person was about the same hight as the woman and had the same grey hair. At first I thought, "She shouldn't be up walking around!". Then I remembered the bed alarm was set. The room was totally silent and when I looked in, I could see her still lying there exactly where I had left her. She had not moved an inch and the bed alarm was still armed. Thats when I got the most intense full body chills of my life. The nurse came out of the other room, I gave her my message and then booked it out of there.
I work as a transporter in a hospital. About two years ago we moved from the old city hospital into a new state of the art facility. The old hospital was built in the 1930s and was showing its age and at night was just plain creepy. Each floor had an east and west wing. The East wing of the fourth floor was the first wing to be shut down about two weeks before the move. One night at around 9:30 Im up on the floor to get a patient from the west wing. I see a small group of nurses and aids who all used to work on the, now closed, east wing. They looked visibly shaken. I walked over to see if everything was ok. They told me that they had decided to walk through their old wing for nostalgia's sake. When they were over there, the phone at the nurses station started ringing. The computers and phones had not yet been moved. Not sure what to do, one of the nurses reached over the counter and answered the phone. The nurse told me there was a woman's voice on the other end and that she sounded confused. This is the conversation as best I can remember it.
"This is ____. how can I help you?" Asked the Nurse.
"Hello? Who is this"
"This is ____. I'm a nurse. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Where I am I?"
"This is (hospital name). Are you patient here?"
"Oh. Ok."
Then the line went dead. Thats when the nurse finally looked at the screen on the phone to see where the call was coming from. The phone gave the room number directly next to the nurses station. The rooms by this point had all been cleared out and the phones removed. They could see directly into the room and see that there was nobody in there. Thats when they bolted towards the west wing where I was getting off the elevator. I avoided that wing for the rest of my time there.
My mother started working at the hospital right out of college. It was the only job she had ever known. On moving day, she was determined to walk through every hallway before leaving for the last time. She had her camera and was taking pictures as she went. On one of the empty patient wings, she stopped and was getting ready to take a picture when the door to the room right next to her slammed shut as though someone on the other side had thrown the door as hard as they could. My mom decided she was done taking pictures.
This happened to me just last Friday. It was going on ten and I was taking my last patient back to her room. She was a little old lady who was stable enough to ride in a wheel chair but definitely needed assistance on her feet. I got her back to her room and helped her into bed. I made sure she was comfortable and set the bed alarm before turning out the lights and leaving her room. I pulled the curtain behind me so as to not let too much light in but not all the way so that I could still see her in bed from the hallway. Her nurse was in the room next door and I needed to speak with her. While I was standing there, waiting for the nurse to come out of the other room, I distinctly saw a person walk past the curtain inside the old woman's room. The person was about the same hight as the woman and had the same grey hair. At first I thought, "She shouldn't be up walking around!". Then I remembered the bed alarm was set. The room was totally silent and when I looked in, I could see her still lying there exactly where I had left her. She had not moved an inch and the bed alarm was still armed. Thats when I got the most intense full body chills of my life. The nurse came out of the other room, I gave her my message and then booked it out of there.
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I work overnights at a gym (I'm here right now) and I always hear weird stuff in the middle of the night. Last month at 3:25 in the morning, the cash register opened on its own and two receipts printed out with staff members names on them. My boss got in at 7am and I told her about it and she said she woke up from a scary dream at 3:25. Messed.
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