I was working in a 35 story high rise. I was returning some computer tapes like I did nightly. I was exhausted and I could barely stay awake. As I approached the elevator, I noticed the door was open. I was happy that I didn’t need to wait and started walking faster until I realized there was no elevator car present and it was a ten story drop.
Used to clean a church alone late at night. There was a piano upstairs, which I thought was broken, which was why it was upstairs in the attic. One night I started hearing piano music from the attic, I immediately assumed someone was up there pranking me, so I went up and there was no one. When I turned around to walk away after realizing no one was there, I heard a loud bang behind this metal door which I assume was an attic closet. Never worked the night shift again. Asked the one other person that worked night shifts, she confirmed weird s**t happening was normal.
Used to be Exec Director of a family science museum. We once hosted a human cadaver type exhibit (similar to Body Worlds)… Three times during the exhibit run, in the middle of the night, the alarm company calls me to say motion sensors are going off in that exhibit hall- but no exterior window or door sensors are tripped. Three times I had to get out of bed, drive to the museum, and walk the exhibit floor amongst the posed cadavers and specimens with a flashlight to confirm all was well. Never found anything amiss…
I work in a prison. When I was new, I was working overtime one night in a housing unit that has seen a lot of death. It was well after midnight, and all of the offenders were supposed to be in their cells. Since this was a medium security prison, the offenders still had access to leave their cell to use the communal bathroom at night.
Well, I was going in for the 2am count. I watched an offender walk down the stairs from the 2nd level and into the bathroom. I stood at the entrance to the bathroom and yelled in to ask them what cell they were in so I could add an extra body to that cell for my count but got no answer. I then walked into the bathroom and searched everywhere but found absolutely nobody.
I told one of my coworkers about what happened, and the first thing they asked me was, "was he tall and skinny with long dreads?" And he had been! When I answered yes, I was told, "That's Mr. Bones. He killed himself a few years ago but he still hangs around."
I was working at a middle school as a night shift custodian. I cleaned a long U shaped wing full of classrooms every weeknight. I’d already locked up one set of doors to the wing and was about to lock the ones at the other end of the U.
I made the full lap around the wing, and I’d been cleaning there all night alone, and came to the end of the hallway where the doors to the rest of the school were. When I shut the lights off the dark silhouette of what looked like a child ran from across the end of the hallway from left to right. There were doors down there, but I’d just locked them all up and no one was around.
I was so creeped out, I locked the doors connecting the wing to the rest of the school and ran to my car. I always felt like I was seeing things out of the corner of my eye working there at night, but that was the most visible, for sure thing I saw at that place.
I worked nights driving a taxicab and occasionally I’d post up someplace and take a nap waiting for a job. Was waiting at a hospital since you get good jobs sometimes, the hospital would give patients vouchers to go to another hospital or a shelter. I woke up and someone was sitting in the back, seems I’d forgotten to lock the doors. They admitted they’d been sitting for a few seconds but didn’t know what to do since I was napping. We had a laugh and I made $75 off that ride. Better believe I started locking my doors after that though.
I worked as a night shift manager at a 24/7 gas station/fast food place in a sketchy part of town. A guy gave me a magic crystal to protect me from the apocalypse because I covered the change he needed for some hot dogs.
This happened when I worked in a Hotel right out of highschool. I did overnight in the laundry room, but I would help the front desk run invoices to the rooms sometimes. I was on the third floor at like 2am I think, when I bent down to slide the invoice under the door and a pen flew past my face and hit the door. I didn’t keep pens on me and I checked around the hallway but it was silent. You know hotel doors, they’re heavy and you can hear people open and close them, I am 100% positive I heard nothing. When I got downstairs I asked my coworker if they saw anything but they said they weren’t paying attention to the security screen. Really freaked me out. That was the only thing that happened in the 8 months I was there.
I was locking up a big warehouse I worked at one night. I turned all the lights off as I went through each section so it was pitch black behind me. I was getting a really creepy feeling I was being watched. Like the hair on my arms was standing up. I finished up and was going out the last door to the outside and looked back one more time because I felt so uneasy. Sure enough I saw a shadow peek out at me behind a wall. I called the cops. They went in the building and ended up shooting the trespassers. It was 2 14 year old kids that had snuck in before I finished locking up. One of them died.
I used to work at a bowling alley, i had finished closing and I had just turned off all the lights and was about to leave. Suddenly one of the lanes turns on (the only way they turn on is a switch in the back) so I turned on the lane lights and started walking back to turn it off, I was just about to go behind the lanes past the curtain when it shut off again. We didn’t have cameras there but I really wish we did because my boss didn’t believe me.
I don't do nights any more but for years I did nights in residential care facilities. One of the spookiest was in a sole charge dementia facility. 15 D3 residents and no one but me to keep an eye on them all.
Around 3am in the morning after doing an intentional round (where you check all the residents are safe and well) I hear the door bell ring.
I get a sudden wave of goosebumps because this is a secure facility and it's the middle of the night.
I go and look put the window, there is no one there. I blow it off as being a hallucination.
10 mins later it rings again. I'm shitting myself. I go back to the window and check again. No one there but I look across the street and a strange car is parked there. I take a photo of it just in case and then I go back to my station where I've been playing a game of "match the card suits" with a delightful but very demented lady.
I sit down and she looks at me and says "what did the gentleman want, deary? He looked like he had a bad night and needs a cuppa" chills go down my spine but I brush it off because hallucinations are common with dementia and this lady is particularly prone to not being orientated to time and place.
The door bell rings again, less than 5 mins later and this time I am freaking the fuck out. Another of my residents is up and walking the hallway "painting" with a clean paintbrush to keep him occupied. I pass him on the way to the front window and he turns to me and says "don't answer the door alone, he might hurt you" before carrying on painting.
I'm fucking shitting myself. I'm trying not to cry, I don't know what to do. I'm a single 23 year old female in charge of 15 people with varying stages of dementia and the fucking doorbell keeps ringing in the middle of the night and it's a weekend so my on-call won't answer the phone, she never does on the weekends.
I look out the window and see the same car as before and as I'm looking around, I see a shadow move in front of the door and a person walks around the corner and then looks straight in the f**king window next to me. We make eye contact and I scream. My residents start freaking out, I'm freaking out and the guy just f**king bolts.
I call the police, they turn up. It's chaos because I have 15 residents who have all been woken by the commotion and now have two police officers in their space, my on call isn't answering her phone and I'm struggling to deal with the whole situation.
Eventually, after many cups of tea and milo and two lots of PRN meds for the more challenging residents, we're mostly settled. It's now 7 am and the handover shift arrives of a nurse and a caregiver.
I tell them what happens and they tell me they there was a woman down the road who's house was broken into and she was attacked in her bed by a drugseeker who ransacked her house looking for drugs.
I have an internal meltdown because we have drugs in the cupboard in the med room. Good drugs too. Morphine, methadone, fentanyl etc. I can't help but wonder if he was intentionally looking for us and just took the next best option.
For reference the facility was an old converted boarding house in a gentrified area so lots of old doctors houses in the area. Easy to mistake the home I worked at for a regular house.
I left that job not long after because they refused to hire a second person to work the nights despite it being under staffed according to best practice guidelines.
I work in water treatment and one of our smaller plants is a bit isolated and run by a single operator. It gets densely foggy and once I was near the door and 2 coyotes came out of the fog and stared through the glass and scared the shit out of me.
The MCC hums and chatters so it sounds like people are talking all night.
I once noticed out of the corner of my eye that the floor was moving and realized the plant had been invaded by small frogs(related note, frogs make a gross popping noise if you accidentally step on them). I went out to the chem feed room and found a wolf spider eating a frog.
In winter fog rises up off the basins and is just creepy.
I used to work out in the Texas desert in midland, technically goldsmith, but anyway I worked out in a warehouse where we shipped drilling motors and collars and other drilling accessories to rigs. Usually it was me and one other dude. Just to set the science, it’s a mile and a half down a desert dirt road to get the the warehouse that’s pretty dimly lit and we’d get there at about 7 in the evening. I’d gotten there around 7 and did the usual, paint the received tools, inventory, then go play Xbox till a night truck would come and I’d either load or unload it. Other dude, James well call him, was late all the time but he was the boss and I didn’t really mind the peace n quiet but never later than 8, so around 9:45 when he didn’t show up I tried to call him he’d gotten drunk n said he’d be in when he felt like it, so I just kept playing Xbox.
About 2 AM rolls around and I hear one of the side doors open and assumed it was either James, or a driver, but it was a side door that was all the way at the end of the warehouse. I looked out the office window and there was a dude who was not James, and not a driver I recognized. I asked from across the way if he was a driver and homie didn’t say a thing so I assumed it was someone messing with me. Dude looks at me and dead ass says “do you believe in Jesus, our lord and savior?” The only thing I could think was I guess I’m about to meet him. Thankfully this dude was harmless and just wanted $20. Told me about his heroin struggles and said he just needed $20 for a bus. I think about that night all the freakin time cause it could’ve easily been my last. He could’ve dumped me in the desert and it would’ve taken days for me to he found I know this because it happens all the time. Thankfully I’ve gotten away from the absolute worst part of Texas and have a much safer job
I used to work in a clothes store and occasionally had to help over night to merchandise etc. There would only be a few of us for a pretty big store and you'd occasionally be sent into the stock room, a pretty big room with lots of dark isles, very quiet and far from the shop floor.
It was lit with motion activated lights and had no windows so every now and again if you were there too long the lights would turn off and you'd be in pitch black until you could find your way to the entrance door, wave your hands around and get the lights back on.
One time the lights turned back on and I didn't hear a door open and I wasn't anywhere near the sensor. Nope didn't like that one bit.
I worked for a moving company restocking the trucks based on supplies they would need that morning. It's a shitty job. Never work for a moving company. Do not do it.
Anyways I'm stocking a truck pulled up to the dock when I realize my vision is getting fuzzy. I'm tired.. I rub my eyes. My forearm feels wet, but I figure it's sweat and my vision clears. It happens again, I rub my my eyes and my forearm feels wet again. I look at my arm finally to see hundreds of crushed baby spiders.
My vision wasn't fuzzy, baby spiders were crawling on my eyelashes. I was covered in baby spiders. I ran to the nearest water hose and got everything off. The next morning I had lots of tiny bites on my legs but otherwise nothing else.
Parking overnights is free in this downtown area but it can be crowded. First come first served. This one night I parked a block away and as I was walking to my job this young guy is riding his bike around me and my car. He followed me close to my job, I was quickly able to get in the building. That morning when my boss came in, 4am, he told me about his weird experience of this kid on a bike riding around him and his car.
That guy did this for a few days until the weekend , getting closer each time. The last time he tried to hit my boss with his bike but my boss managed to hop between two vehicles and walk away safely. We never saw that guy again.
I'm going to go with the "creepiest" being discovering dead bodies (the first time). Two regulars ODed while hiding in my dumpster area. I called 911 and did what little first aid I knew, but the EMT said they'd likely been dead for hours judging by how cold they were. But I swear to god I thought I could feel a pulse and I clearly remember hearing a gurgling noise.
I was working as campus security and I had to close down the main law school building. The building was downtown in a major city and was old enough that the tunnels underneath it were used in the underground railroad. Think dirt floors, and wooden crossbeams (like you would imagine a mine). There was work going on in the tunnels, not sure what it was but I think they were reinforcing the supports.
Anyways as part of my routine I had to go around and check to make sure the build was vacant. I climb down the ladder into the tunnels, all the contractor lights are off, I say a few "hello, anyone here?" and shine my flashlight around silence for a moment. Then I hear what sounds like a radio tune from the 1920s coming from the tunnel. I immediately climb the ladder and paddlock the trap door, arm the motion sensors and leave. F**k that.
I was alone in an arena doing security. I had to avoid our exhibit area and the back line hall way because it always sounded like there were high heels following you (probably the hvac). One of our elevators randomly opened almost every time I walked by, it was towards the end of my rout when doing my hourly walk around the building so it freaked me out enough I only went up stairs if I had to. I had some lighting work to do so I was about 40 feet in the air when something caught the corner of my eye. I look over at our balcony area that only has one way in and out, and next to one of the seats I swear I saw someone crouched down staring at me. One of my coworkers had been known to tell ghost stories about the place so I was sure it was him. For the next hour I kept seeing the person moving around and “hiding” in different areas of the balcony and I swear I heard stifled laughter. I had shouted that I could see them and that I “knew” who it was. So this time when I did my hourly lap I did the building as though and quietly as I could, what had previously taken 15 minutes tops was now taking me 2 hours. I started with that damn balcony, I even boobie trapped the elevator so I could hear someone trying to get by and snuck up the fire escape. There is no possible way someone was up there and I didn’t cross paths with them. To this day I swear he was there to mess with my head but can’t figure out how he got passed me to leave the balcony.
I used to work at an overnight vet clinic and late one night we didn’t have any patients in the clinic .. and myself and my co worker were cleaning and we kept thinking we heard a bark .. but that’s not uncommon in the village.. but it was like 3am .. and then out of the corner of my eye I saw a big golden run down the hallway and then vanish .. and I looked at my co worker who was sheet white .. we had euthanized a large golden that same night and the dog was running toward the room that has the freezer in it .. happened again the next night .. oddly enough .. the next night the owners called back and asked for more paw prints and they wanted the collar they had forgotten to take off .. I’m convinced the dog was sticking around for them .. my co worker was terrified ..
Not I but a friend of mine, worked at a water treatment plant on graveyard shift. From what I understand, he was there to check levels, adjust stuff, make sure nothing blew up, y’know? Just him. Access doors are unlocked, but he’s inside an 8 foot tall, locked barbed wire fence. This place is next to a highway connecting two cities an hr away from each other, with not much in between.
About 2:30-3am, he’s killing time, playing his Nintendo DS, when he hears a voice from behind him go “GET ON THE GROUND!” My friend goes cold, complies; he’s held at gunpoint.
This guy ties him up with duct tape, all while saying he’s sorry he had to do this, and steals the keys to his truck, his wallet, cards etc.
He hears him drive off, waits a while longer, and finally calls the police. The guy was arrested later that day. Turns out he had escaped from inmate custody in the next town over, and was desperate. He’d probably been walking forever. My friend honestly had PTSD of sorts from it for a while… still works there, though.
In summer I would sit outside on a well lit and busy side street and on this side at the opposite end was a federal building with nothing between us but solid building. So this one night I’m relaxing and I look towards the federal building and see a person completely in shadow walking my way. Even walking under the street light I couldn’t see the features of this person. I quickly went in and waited (from a somewhat hidden position) to see who passed.
No one passed at all in the next 10 minutes.
I’ve never felt such malevolence from a person who was just walking. It still bothers me 15 years later.