Cops and other law enforcement people of Reddit, what were some cases you worked on that made you think (even if for a moment) that something supernatural/paranormal was going on?

Cops and other law enforcement people of Reddit, what were some cases you worked on that made you think (even if for a moment) that something supernatural/paranormal was going on?

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  1. Grizzly_treats February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Police officer working the desk 1500 – 2300, fire alarm signal goes off (many many years ago the police department offered alarm monitoring service, still had 10-12 places that were hard wired and it would require pulling apart a lot of equipment to disconnect the system so we just kept it going). 1st shift dispatch is already punched in so she took it.

    I’m headed out the door to the fire department when 911 rings from the same address, I answer it. No one in the other end, assumed they barely got to call before passing out, I bolt out the back door, hop in a squad car, radio in the 911 call on channel three that both police/fire can hear and that I’m going directly to the house.

    Arrive just as another unit shows up. No signs of smoke…no sign of anything.

    Older woman comes walking up the street pushing a wheelchair with an elderly lady (her mother). They live there and just went out for an early evening stroll before dinner.

    Tell them what we have going on, nobody else lives there and as far as the elderly lady can remember the alarm was disconnected from the house years ago during some renovations. They don’t have any alarm system either, just a couple of smoke/fire detectors.

    We do a walk around the house, get to the back door off the kitchen and you can clearly see and smell gas.

    We turned off the gas at the main, set up some fans to air it out and find a cracked gas line going to the oven. Daughter said she spilled some coffee she was making for their walk and had to move the oven a few inches to clean, probably broke the line pushing the oven back in. Nothing else in the house is disturbed and both phones are on the hook.

    Fire chief shows up about 15 minutes into the call. He goes over to the two ladies and gives them both a hug, he’s nearly in tears.

    The elderly lady in the wheelchair, her husband was the fire chief 60+ years ago for our department. The daughter, her husband passed away a few years ago, he was also a member of our department.

    Never believed in ghosts or spirits but that call made me think maybe people who spend their lives doing good are allowed by some power to look over their loved ones every so often.

  2. Arminius213 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Cop here. Got a call for a missing person, lived at a large halfway house type apartment complex. Sponsor hadn’t seen the person for a few days. We get a manager to unlock the woman’s apartment to make sure she’s not dead inside, and go in to look. It’s very dark. It’s a cheap apartment with only a few lights, kind of a haunted house vibe. Check the bedroom, no ones there. Move into the living room, and stop dead in my tracks. In the semi darkness, written in large swaths of black paint on the wall, is the phrase “DON’T FALL ASLEEP”. The phrase was copied several more times in smaller permanent marker on other spots in the living room. Like something was haunting this lady enough in the dark, or in her dreams, to not make her want to ever fall asleep. Made all my hair stand up. Noped right on out of there, filed the missing persons report, and never heard anything about it again.

  3. sccrj888 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Cop here.

    Partner and I were dispatched to a welfare check. Elderly guy, nobody had seen him in a few days, mail over flowing in mailbox, missed a doctor’s appointment, car hasn’t moved, etc. We both know we are about to find a body. We arrive on scene and can’t get anyone to the door, look through the window and sure enough, we can see his foot on the floor in the living room. My partner is a corporal and pulls rank and makes me go first. Door is unlocked and as soon as we open it we smell a mostly fresh dead body. Almost relieved, we both enter and he tells me to check vitals on dead dude. He is obviously dead, with lividity, dried feces on him and dried saliva around his mouth. So I go to stand over him and see if I can get a pulse at which point he takes a deep breath, rolls over, and asks why we are in his house. At this point we both start screaming oh shits and what the fucks as we both run out of the house. We called ems and they transported him. Said they couldn’t get a blood pressure or pulse on him. I think he died a week later in the hospital. I still get jokes about raising the dead.

  4. GPCB February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Fire/EMS here. This is not my story (it happened on a different shift), but Captain working overtime with us one day told it to us, and it creeped me out.

    The Captain was on the first-due engine company that was dispatched to a residential fire alarm in the middle of the night. Our dispatch protocols require us to send the first-due unit emergency to a fire alarm, while the second due engine and ladder company respond routine. We go to tons of fire alarms and 99% of the time they are caused by a faulty system or burnt food, so we usually don’t get too worked up over them.

    Anyways, as they approach the neighborhood they see the orange glow in the distance, and when they get on scene they find a ~4,000 square foot house with heavy fire showing on the rear and that had already broken through the roof. The call was then upgraded to a working structure fire and more units were dispatched to assist. The Captain of the first-due stayed on the outside the whole time (he was incident commander until the first battalion chief arrived on scene and took over, and then he assumed the safety role). So, he’s on the outside, in radio contact with crews that are inside fighting the fire.

    After the bulk of the fire had been extinguished and as operations were winding down, the Captain sees smoke inside a second-story window and asks crews inside to go inside the room on the B/C corner to make sure the fire hadn’t spread to the other side of the house. The crews search for a few minutes and radio back, “There’s no room there, sir.” The Captain is a bit confused, as he is staring at what is clearly a window that is attached to a room of some sort. He relays detailed instructions of where the room should be to the crews inside, and they again advise that they can’t find anything.

    Incredulous, the Captain asks the Incident Commander for permission to go inside of the structure so he can show the interior crews exactly where the room in question is. His request is granted, and he goes inside, walks up the staircase, and walks towards the corner in question. There’s no room there. Just a hallway with a corner. No doorway, no window, no room. Knowing that there has to be *something* behind the wall, they breach the drywall and crawl through to find a child’s bedroom. The bedroom had a dresser, a desk, and a perfectly made bed that looked as if it hadn’t been disturbed in years. For whatever reason, the owners of the home decided to wall off the bedroom and leave it just as it was, untouched and unaccessible. The Captain said it was one of the strangest and eeriest things he had seen in a while.

  5. mattnewby04 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    This is a good supernatural/paranormal story rather than a creepy one.

    I’m a detective and spent some time as an expert on sex crimes and crimes against children. It was the best
    /worst assignment I’ve had. One case I had came in at midnight. A young woman with a toddler comes into one of the precincts to report her ex-boyfriend raped her during a custody argument. Long story short- it was legit, and one of the most violent and sadistic cases I’ve ever had so I’ll spare the gruesome details. I still have no idea how this woman made her own way to a precinct with a toddler.

    Part of the investigation requires me to talk to the toddler (victim said the toddler was present for everything). I’m a Child Forensic Interviewer as well. During the interview the toddler recalls their father becoming angry and hitting the mom. Then, the toddler said that the “nice woman” showed up and she couldn’t see past the nice woman. The “nice woman” held her and told her that they were both going to be safe and sang her a song in a different language. The toddler said the Nice Woman went over to the front door and knocked on the door. Then, the nice woman help them and their mom to the car before flying away.

    In the victim’s interview, she said that her ex-boyfriend had a knife to her throat and put it to the skin to cut her throat open, but he got distracted for some reason then ran out of the apartment. She had no explanation why.

    The suspect was caught about 8 hours later. He confessed to absolutely everything. When I asked him about the knife to the throat he said this:

    “I swear to god I was gonna cut the bitch’s throat open. But I thought I heard a knock at the door and thought it was the police. Once I saw it was clear, I ran outside.”

    He is now serving life in prison, and the mom and toddler are safe and doing well. I’d love to know more about the Nice Woman.

    Edit: Wow this blew up. I’m going to answer a few of the questions here and then turn my phone off so I don’t waste a rare day off talking about work!

    1. Yes this is a real account of an interview I did. I feel comfortable sharing because I’m protecting the identity of the victim and the case has been adjudicated. It’s technically public information but a FOIA request could both confirm this account and take away anonymity for the victim. I’ll leave the details where they are.

    2. I’d love to know more and would have loved to ask more questions, but a rule about Child Forensic Interviewing is that the Interviewer cannot introduce any information that the child hasn’t introduced themselves. This is to reduce suggestibility. Open-ended questions did not reveal any further details.

    3. There is a rational explanation that children in crisis develop alternative narratives to cope with trauma. You can decide 🙂

  6. 9oreos February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    It’s probably too late for this to surface, but this is my dad’s story.

    He went to a call where a father had gone crazy and decided to shoot his family. He killed his wife and was looking around trying to find his 5 year old son to shoot him. The boy had run outside and was trying to hide on the side of the house behind the trash cans. The father eventually found him and point blank emptied nearly a full magazine at the boy.

    When my dad arrived, they found the boy in shock, hiding right where his dad found him, not a wound on his body. There were bullet holes in the side of the house all around the boy. When they finally got to question him about it, they asked him what happened when his dad found him on the side of the yard. The boy replied “the angel was in front of me with a shield, and he saved me. He pushed the gun away from me.”

  7. C109 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    This was a couple years ago while I still worked a general patrol car.

    We got a call for a sudden death – sad call. Foster parent found their foster child hanging in a closet. We arrived on scene, found the foster parent sobbing on the main floor, told us the kid was upstairs. Paramedics had already came and gone, pronouncing the youth deceased likely from the night before. The kid had tied a belt around their neck to the closet rod (for lack of a better term) and hung themselves. Foster parent had cut them down and called 911 and thus the body was slumped on the floor. We conducted an investigation to ensure nothing was suspicious which included a visual inspection of the scene, questioning of anyone in house at the time, contacting the medical examiner, etc. Here’s where it gets screwey for me.

    As I’m in the room alone with the deceased looking around the room, all of a sudden I hear a loud clanging coming from the closet. There’s something eerie about being alone in a room with a dead body, it was always in the back of my mind. And when this sound happened I almost shit myself. I turn and look to the closet and see a single hangar spinning round and round the closet rod, almost as if someone manually tried to start a propeller on a plane. No one else in the room but me and the deceased.

    I pride myself on being able to stay composed in some pretty intense situations through my career but that one stuck with me. To this day I can’t explain it, and can’t find a reasonable explanation as to how it would have happened.

    Maybe it was paranormal. Maybe I was tired. Who’s to know.

    Edit: just figured I’d answer a couple reasonable questions. Not trying to spice up my story or anything.

    – clothing falling off the hanger is reasonable, but when we showed up the only thing on the rod was the other half of the belt that they had tied to the rod, and some empty hangers. I remember this because I thought to myself that they had likely thrashed around a bit and pulled the clothing that was on those hangers onto the ground in the process.

    – the hanger wasn’t spinning a full 360 around the rod, but close to it. I was just using the propeller example as a visual aid

    – where I’m from we have paramedics as well as fire fighters trained as paramedics. One of these units will stick around to wait for us or secure the room/suite/residence and turn the keys over to us if there’s a long delay in response time. There was a crew on scene outside waiting for us but just weren’t standing in the room. Just in response to chain of custody questions.

  8. canaryblu February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I am a CNA in a local hospital. One of my patients just had a quad bypass (open heart surgery) and I went into check her vitals. The room was dim and the hall was quiet. I’m looking at her and in the corner of my eye I see something drop from the ceiling out of nowhere. It makes a big clunk sound and I turn to see what it could be. There’s nothing there. At that moment my patient looks up at me and say “my dads here.” Passes back out… I finish my job and leave. When I would go to that floor again as a floater I would hate to go into that room.

  9. SkumDaddie February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Former inmate in a small county jail in Oregon. At about 2am one night, the radio in the pod started squealing really loud, all static screeching. One of the COs came in and turned it down, changed the station, walked back out. Next day when I was working in the kitchen, one of the nicer COs came in and was talking to us about what happened the night before. Apparently on the video of the pod, you can see something of a shadow come out of one of the cells and move to the radio. About a minute later, there was a flash in front of the radio before it got loud. Unfortunately I ended up back in jail, and got placed in the cell the CO said the shadow had came out from. Something about that cell creeped me out. It almost sucked the thoughts right from you.

    Some edits – I was in jail for being a general POS. Nothing with drugs, touching kids or anything. Just being a POS. A time of life I regret dearly. I spent about 11 days in the cell, and after maybe the 3rd I was asking to get put somewhere else, even PC(protective custody). If you’re anything like me, your mind runs a million miles a minute. As soon as you walked into the cell you just felt empty. All emotions, all thoughts. Just drained.

    HP edit – it was Dementors.

  10. jeep_devil_1775 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I work in a pre civil war town that has lots of antebellum homes that survived the war. Ghost hunters have been to the town on several occasions. There is this one antebellum mansion that is more of a museum, that gets alarm calls semi frequently. Every time, the side door to the house is open and the kitchen has all cabinet doors and drawers open. Every. fucking. time. The care taker says its been happening since she started looking after the place about 30 years ago. We don’t clear it without backup.

  11. darthsantaclaus27 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    My dad used to work as a CO (corrections officer) at a rural prison. He drove perimeter, which just means he made circles around the jail in a truck, checking empty buildings for runaway inmates and just generally being bored for eight hours every night.

    One night, my dad is parked on a hill just reading a magazine when he starts to feel a thumping in his body. He described it as the feeling you get when speakers are playing a song with really heavy bass and you can feel the bass in your whole body.

    Anyway, he puts the magazine down and checks his rearview, and he sees someone outside the truck. He grabs his pistol and jumps out of the truck, weapon drawn. When he gets outside, he sees a procession of Native Americans walking through the truck (and directly through his seat) only to disappear at the exact spot he was sitting. He said it was clear they were ghosts because many of them appeared injured. This went on for a few seconds, and then whole procession disappeared.

    He called the other perimeter guy on his walkie to try to explain, and the other guy almost immediately stopped communicating. Turns out the other guy had seen this happen before, but didn’t believe in ghosts, so he wouldn’t talk about it.

  12. AnxietyDepressedFun February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Obligatory – Not my story but my uncle’s.

    Years ago my uncle told us about a woman who would call the police station just about every night claiming that “fairies or elves” were breaking into her house & stealing her food. As is custom, every time she calls, they send a unit to check on her (my uncle gets it about 2-3 times per week). Every night they stop by her house & reassure her that no one has broken in & calm her down.

    One night when he gets to the house she has poured powdered sugar all over the floor to “record their tracks” & my uncle says he literally has to do a double take. All over the floor of her kitchen are these little tracks, tiny like nothing he’s seen before. His partner starts taking photos & trying to figure it out. A few other officers come in, as most of them had gotten the call to her house too & want to see it. 10 police officers all completely baffled as to what these wierd little prints are…

    Turns out a possum had babies & they were sneaking into her kitchen for warmth or food. The prints looked so foriegn because most of the time baby possums are carried by their mother not running around. 7 are rounded up & released in a less residential area.

  13. AirJackieQ February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Before my dad became a State Police officer he did some security work at a big factory. He’s not normally a superstitious person, so when he told me this story with such a weird seriousness to it, it kind of scared the shit out of me. He’s always said “I don’t mess with that stuff” regarding supernatural things, but anyway. This story is in the early 80’s. With working at the factory he always had the night shift. It was just him… and the big ass factory…. he had his own little room where he could watch tv, listen to the radio and do whatever. But the rest of the factory (for the most part besides the exits) was dark. His job was to actually patrol the factory every hour. He’d get up, grab his flashlight and just stroll around the place going down row by row, peeking his head out left to right. One night he set out to do his usual run, with flash light in hand. But he could see that something was unusual to his eye when he walked out into the dark. You know-that sensation you get when your eyes adjust to the room and you can just start to make out certain objects but nothing full or whole? There was something darker in the main hall or row. And it was moving. He paused for a minute and as his eyes fully adjusted, there seemed to be nothing.. He took a second to swipe the factory with his light. And then decided that he was just seeing things. He went down into the main row and started his run. Everything was normal, nothing out of the ordinary. Although he was still a bit on edge, seeing as the factory without a big moving shadow was creepy enough. When the rows of the factory ended there was a big open area at the end. This was the entrance to the factory. Normally there would be a light at the front door, but tonight it had dimmed lower. He thought that was weird and really began to sweat, so instead of investigating any further he turned from the exit and went to go back into the main row and get back up to his room. That’s when in the corner of his eye on the right side he could see what he described as a black cloaked figure. His light hit it and he saw it. Tall and distinctly human-like. But he didn’t stop. He just went right back to his room, locked the door and stayed in there until it was light out. He left the factory and called the owner to tell him he wouldn’t be returning to the job. I don’t blame him.

  14. compsci2000 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I was an EMT for a while. We got a call about someone who was riding their bike at a “break-neck speed” when they hit a car head first without a helmet. We went over immediately. Despite the fact that it was broad daylight and we were in the middle of Suburbia on a Saturday, nobody even came to check on this poor guy. Seriously, the streets were empty. Usually a massive crowd gathers around violent accidents like this.

    So his skull was pretty much smashed in and he was unresponsive. It was the worst head injury I’d ever seen. We assessed that he had a major skull fracture, a concussion, and he was bleeding profusely. He was also missing teeth and had a minor road rash, but fortunately he wasn’t missing much skin. To give you an idea of how bad it was, this was the kind of injury that most people don’t survive. If you did survive, you’d basically be a crippled vegetable. Normally we would’ve moved him off the road, but when someone has a head/neck injury that isn’t very safe.

    My partner, who was also training me as I was still kinda new, went to check his pulse while I began to unload our gear. He crouched down, felt for a pulse for a while, and then stood up and opened his mouth to say something. Suddenly, the guy fucking *jumped* up. He didn’t use his arms to pick himself up, he just fucking jumped to his feet. It startled the two of us. He looked at us, smiled, and attempted to grab his bike. We tried to stop him, but we didn’t exactly want to wrestle him to the ground given his condition. He gets away from us and bolts into the woods without his bike. My partner was in even more disbelief than I was. He just stared at where the man had run off, mouth agape. Then he turned to me and muttered “He had no fucking pulse, man.” I asked him if he was sure and he swore up and down that the biker was clinically dead.

    We contacted the authorities for assistance and they sent a search and rescue team into the forest. I don’t know if he was found or not, because we normally don’t get much information about patients after they go to the professionals. Keep in mind that this was the Pine Barrens, so they had a lot of ground to cover. My best guess is that he went to a loved one’s house out of confusion. What I found odd about that is, head injuries bleed like fucking hell, so you’d think the guy would leave a long red trail of blood for the cops to follow.

    EDIT: Grammar. I originally typed on mobile. Sorry.

    EDIT 2: It seems I left out some details;

    1. I’m not an EMT anymore. I was only an EMT for about a year. I decided the medical field wasn’t for me and I switched out to pursue computer science.

    2. Don’t get EMT and Paramedic mixed up. We are only taught the basics of first aid, and then we just take a test. It’s basically the lowest level job you can get in the medical field. So we can’t legally pronounce someone dead. In fact, we almost always leave fatal accidents to the more qualified people. Had this person actually been dead, we wouldn’t of done much.

    3. I didn’t mean this was a fatal accident. The shock wasn’t that he just sprung back to life, but rather that he was alive despite lacking a pulse.

    4. The guy was riding his bike very quickly through a suburban area when he struck a parked car. The car was a hatchback, parallel-parked on the street. The house the car was parked outside of was (presumably) who called us in, but for whatever reason people seem to think that you can just call us and be done with it. It was a bit out of the ordinary that nobody seemed to notice that an accident happened, though.

    5. I have no idea what happened to the guy. Head injuries usually cause people to become violent/uncooperative, but you’ve got to be very careful with them, because moving their head/neck around to much can cause damage to the spine. When he got up it really took us by surprise, and it didn’t help that he moved pretty damn quickly. As he attempted to grab his bike, my partner attempted to grab his arm. He pretty quickly slipped away and ran. We immediately contacted authorities and told them. They arrived, we told them what we knew, and then they sent a small team to find him. I imagine they did find him, because he clearly was never reported missing (if he had, I imagine the news would’ve jumped on it). The first responders are never really given information about a patient after they do their job, so I can’t say for sure what happened to him after he ran.

    I can say with complete confidence that he had no pulse when we found him, but somehow he was still alive.

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  15. MrSm00th February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Bed time – check

    Lights off – check

    Quick look at Reddit – check

    “Supernatural EMT / Police cases” – hmm, ok

    4 AM still awake – wtf was that

  16. Hollywood7 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Not a cop but leasing agent.. We deal w a surprisingly high amount of deaths.

    Brant was my worst suicide and most creepy. I’ll.never forget him and he made sure of that.

    Brant was a weird resident but nice. Always chatted with me but you could tell was hurting from his ptsd. Around Christmas his packages sat too long in the office for pick up but I figured he was on vacation. Shortly after new years his parents called and asked to talk to me directly. Manager hands me the phone and they tell me they haven’t been able to get ahold of him for weeks (they live out of state). I tell them to call PD (were not allowed due to privacy laws) and I grab my keys and head to his apt. His dog Rocky is barking, I check the front door and it cracks open, the smell hit my face like a ton of bricks. He’s dead and has been dead. Police arrive. Brant shot himself and sat for ten days. I had to ID him before they called his family. Rocky started to eat him due to going so long w out food.

    The residents above/on the side/ behind him noped out and we let them go. At this point I think I’m losing my shit bc I keep seeing Brant out of the corner of my eye at work. Only at work. Sometimes I would see him walk by the office windows and I would yell for my manager, who believed me thankfully, but could never see him.

    About a month after we get his place cleaned up and turned over the apartments around his a pair of little Korean sisters move in next door. The apt shares a wall with his bedroom. At this point no one in that area knows what happened and bc of Brant being a shut in no one knew him or who he was.

    Cookie (one of the sisters) comes in and asks me one day if someone died in their apt. I tell her no. She says a man is around her apt and is distraught about not being able to cross over. At this point I ask her if she’s seen him and she describes Brant. I tell her about what happened and she assures me she’ll do a cross over ceramony for him that evening and also gave me a bit of sage later that day.

    I never saw or felt Brant again after that night.

  17. Rob_using_Reddit February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I have posted this before but here is my possesed woman story, spoiler alert – as a result of posting this last time users suggested she could have suffered from Catatonic schizophrenia.


    Was driving along and found a girl just standing in the middle of the road, my initial thoughts was to just to tell her to pay attention but it was clear that while the lights were on, nobody was home. During my whole time with her she never uttered a word, I was left in a weird situation. She had done nothing, clearly needed help but medically nothing seemed wrong. As I am pondering what on earth I should do the girl suddenly starts spinning. Now spinning is not illegal and I’m starting to think this girl is one of those protesters that wind up police (I’ve dealt with troll station before) so I think crack on, spin to your hearts content. Then she loses her balance and falls whacking her head on the side of the police car! Great. So I call an ambulance but she seems fine. Still not talking but she is looking up at the sky. It’s a nice day so fine enjoy the sun. I do some writing and look back at her now bright red face and watering eyes and realise she is trying to damage her retinas by forcing herself to look directly at the sun. That’s a new one on me so now I’m holding a book or something above her to shield her eyes… ambulance arrives and we get to hospital and now she has forgotten how to walk. Now I’m 99% sure she is a wind up merchant but I get her a wheelchair. In the wheelchair she strikes up a ‘I’m a little teapot pose’ and keeps this up for the next hour, zero movement just frozen with her arms out. So I now have 3 potential situations.

    1) she is pretending to be frozen in time.

    2) she is suffering from a mental health issue.

    3) she has been possessed.

    By now I’m convinced it’s the latter but I section her and leave her with professionals. A week later I call the hospital and they tell me she is still frozen.

  18. nutcracker2018 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    When I was 19-21 I was employed as a security enforcement officer through a local private investigator firm. I know I wasn’t technically the LE you’re asking for, but I’ve always wanted some place to share this story

    I spent a 12p-12a shift at an upscale theater and then my boss called me and told me I was assigned to a YMCA construction site that everyone kept calling out from. “The sooner I could come in the better”, he said. So after working 12 hours at the theater, I spent another 3p-8am at that site. By the time I arrived home, it was around 9:30 and I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open. But I received a phone call. It was my brother. His birthday was that day, and I had completely forgotten about it.

    My whole family and I went shopping around and then ate at a restaurant about 45 minutes from my house. At around 1p, I told them I had to leave because I just couldn’t keep my eyes open.

    As I was driving home, no amount of music or driving with the windows down would keep my eyes open. I started drifting into the opposite lane of traffic. I decided it was best if I pull over. I looked around, and there was an ice cream shop. So I stopped in. It was weird place for it to be, because the highway I was driving on was a smaller country highway and it was on the outskirts of town. So an odd place to put a shop that would seem to rely on foot traffic.

    There was a woman out front asking if I had stopped for ice cream. I didn’t want to be a dick and just tell her I wanted a nap, so I said yes. I went inside and it was rather junky. It looked like they bought furniture from old barbeque restaurants and threw it at random into the building. The same woman was now behind the counter.

    I said I wanted two scoops of chocolate on a cone and pulled out my bank’s debit card. “We don’t take cards here.” She said. She handed me the ice cream cone. I dug around in my pockets and went back to my truck for change (I never keep anything but a debit card on me) but I found about 50 cents and I gave it to her. She said the price was $1.80, but that’ll do. I didn’t know what else to do, because I was half asleep and she had given me the ice cream cone already despite the fact I was attempting to pay with a debit card as she was making it

    I said thanks and walked outside it stand and eat it. I’m a pig when I eat, so by the time I made it to my truck, I had some already on my face and uniform. Before I could make it to my truck, the woman walks outside to talk to me. “You look troubled.” She said. “But whatever you’re going through, you’ll be fine.” I get in my truck and leave this (I’m now assuming) batshit crazy ice cream vendor. I get home and fall asleep.

    The next day I’m getting my uniform ready when I see chocolate ice cream on my uniform shirt. The ice cream shop wasn’t far away from my house, so I felt I should go pay her what I owed.

    I pulled up to the building but it was locked. There building was empty and there was a sheet of dust caked over the doors like no one has touched them in years.

    E: fixing autocorrect mistakes. Writing this while on the phone in the bathroom was not the best way to write my story.

  19. daringdonkey February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Not LE but am paramedic/fire. Late summer night responding to a call in a rural area. My partner and I were driving down a winding two lane highway in the middle of nowhere. No light of any kind other then the headlights and moon. We’re coming up on a sharp right turn when I see a man traveling across the grass from an area of brush. He’s moving very quickly and smoothly as if hauling ass on a bicycle. No up and down motion like running. Obviously, I’m pretty confused about a hillbilly on a bike in the middle of the night but not surprised. He comes to a tree and stops. It’s about this time we’re driving by him. Look out window and see a man standing next to this tree with no bike or anything in sight. Just standing there staring at the truck passing by. My hair is standing up. We continue towards the call and I ask my partner if he had seen that guy. His response is, “man I thought I was crazy.”

    Edit for clarity(am I doing this right?): He could’ve been freakishly fast running, ol school ghost rode/hid the bike, or I could be a plain dumb ass (perhaps sleep deprived is a better description)😁. what made it so freaky was the speed he “floated” across grass/gravel, the abrupt stop, and then the stare. Been doing this for years and it’s the only thing that could come close to “paranormal”. Adding to the creepy factor was that we were miles from any house, store, or bar.

    Edit also for some grammar.

  20. jtesagain625 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    My partner and I received a 911 call from an old woman having a dispute with someone. We get to the house and she says she alone. We say who are you having a dispute with? She says, “oh just this spirit in one of my rooms” immediately me and partner look at each other and give the ole “she’s elderly, it’s prob dementia or something along those line”
    As we’re talking to her, she’s explaining how sometimes a “bad” spirit comes around. She states that he’s in the back room and (of course) the lights don’t work. We try to tell her that spirits probably aren’t in her house and we have to get to another 911 call. She insists we check it out. So we do. Now, the house, they way she was speaking about spirits, made me believe something was there. When we got the room and she opened the door, seeing a ghost wouldn’t have shocked me. She did say that it’s usually in the corner up on the ceiling. Well, that corner was dark and had the freakiest shadow that legitimately was terrifying. My partner and I shine our flashlights on the whole room and Thankfully, nothing was there.
    We told the lady, nope, your good, nothing going on here. I said to her “if you feel there’s a spirit there the NYPD cannot help you, go to a local church religious institution of your choosing and best of luck”. We got the fuck outta there.

  21. Bow_Ties_R_Cool February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I worked as a forensic nurse in a lock up unit in the hospital once with state and county inmates. Had one older/demented lady who swore she was being haunted/abused by a demon she would call Tiberius. So many crazy things happened whenever she was there – like we’d go into the room, do normal care, leave and seconds later she’d start screaming bloody murder and we’d run into the room to find her looking like she’d been in a fight with a boxing champ – bloody lip, black eye, markings all over her body – no one ever saw her doing this stuff to herself. Things would get moved around the room by themselves – like at one point she was in protective restraints because the doc thought she was hurting herself, there was no way she could have moved or done anything to herself while in these restraints, but new marks would always appear or her tray/cart would be across the room. The room was secure so there was no way someone else was doing this. You’d ask her questions and she’d just say “it was Tiberius.” After she was discharged we always had trouble with that room – if there was going to be a rapid response or code, it happened in that room. One of the guards reporting that lights were going on and off in a room? It was that one.

  22. strawberrygnome February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    My dad used to work as a correctional officer at Goulburn jail in Australia, which is probably one of the oldest and hardest prisons there. A story he tells of his time there is one I always remember.
    He said that the whole place was creepy anyway, not helped by some of the inmates at the time including the notorious Ivan Milat (on which ‘wolf creek’ is based).
    Anyway first thing he noticed was that dogs would outright refuse to enter the prison. He said they couldn’t get them past the gate no matter how hard they tried.
    But the creepiest occurrence was one night when they heard the sound of running booted footsteps, everyone was in their cell so they couldn’t figure out what was causing it, next thing all the doors of the open and unoccupied cells on the top floor were banged shut, one after the other with loud clangs.
    Then they see the source of the running noise.
    Now dad swears this is what he and his colleague (so he has another witness) saw. Apparently they looked up and saw what looked like disembodied hobnail boots run down the aisle right over their heads, banging as they went.
    Dad decided to stop working in the prison not long after this.
    Super creepy.

  23. Sail_Naked February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    This actually happened to me the other night. I was doing night time K9 training at a local abandoned sanitarium/hospital that is owned by the state. This building is comprised of the old section which was largely converted to offices and a newer section which looks like a standard hospital.

    We had several guys and their K9 partners training that night. All of the dogs stay out in their respective patrol vehicles while they are not being used or training. For this night everyone is conducting training in the basement of the newer section of the hospital. They are running scenarios where the dog searches the building and finds a bad guy in a bite suit and bites the bad guy. My dog isn’t in that stage of his training yet so I go off to another floor of the hospital with my head trainer to do other training.

    Myself, my pup and the head trainer go to the third floor of the building and begin training. The hospital has a central area which looked to be a nurses station. Several long hallways lead away from the nursing station. I’m standing in a hallway with my dog facing the nurses station. The hallway continues for about another 40 yards behind me and has multiple rooms. I put my dog in a sit stay and begin listening to the instructions from my trainer. Both myself and my dog are focused on what my trainer is saying. While the instruction is going on my dog looks back at the hallway behind me. Just as he does this I hear a deep mumbled male voice behind me. I interrupt the trainer and turn my head to listen. As I turn my head the voice fades out. Once the voice fades out my dog looks forward again.

    I’m a little freaked out at this point. The hospital is locked down tight. We also walked through to make sure no one was squatting. Even if we missed a squatter you would think that myself announcing multiple times “Police K9 come out now or announce yourself! If not I’m sending the dog and you’ll be bit!” would drive someone out.

    I believe in ghosts but I do not think I was hearing the conversation of the other guys training. We were 4 floors away in a large hospital. After this happened I went looking for the noise and never found anything. This story isn’t as shocking as some others in this thread but it still freaked me out.

  24. lexi_lawson February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    EMT here, once had a call at our local mall. Show up and an eight year old was having breathing problems. Her mother, aunt and cousin had just been caught stealing and it was late at night. We assumed the breathing problem was stress induced. Once we got into the back of our unit she looked my partner and myself in the eyes and said that she lived at a bad place. She said she lived with demons and I shit you not as she described the demons her heart rate plummeted to 90bpm to 45bpm in a matter of seconds. My partner and I looked at each other and immediately started trying to lighten the mood and preparing for a code. She ended up being ok, I will never forget that experience.

    Edit: Yes once we had her stable, police were definitely involved. My medic contacted CPS as well.

  25. TheCopenhagenCowboy February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Not a cop, but I used to work private security. For a bit I worked at a shopping mall. My partner and I already had a feeling this place was haunted, one reason being the homicide that happened right before I was hired.

    The very west of the mall made the hair on my neck stand up the most and I don’t know why. It’s also good to note that there is an animal shelter at this end of the mall. You can see the cats and dogs through the windows at night. They would bark and whine a lot.

    One night I was walking to that end of the mall and I started feeling like someone was following me or walking behind me. When I got to the shelter none of the animals were making noise, but I swear to god all of the ones that were awake were staring at or behind me.

    I got really bad goosebumps and a horrible feeling in my gut. I put my head down and walked as fast as possible out of the closest door. Once I was outside all of the negative feelings went away.

  26. EnergyPanther February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Coast Guard –

    Back in 2008 I was ‘deployed’ to the Caribbean on a counter drug / migrant interdiction patrol. We ended up coming up on a chug chug (slang term for a piece of shit boat thrown together using spare parts) that was ridiculously overloaded with Dominicans and Haitians heading for Florida. As per protocol we dropped our small boats in the water and ferried all of the people onto our boat and set up a small camp for them on our flight deck.

    To preface this next part – apparently voodoo and other weird cult-like religions are pretty prevalent in DR and Haiti (I think the Caribbean in general).

    So we set up the camp and we start medically evaluating the children (depressing to say the least) and some of the ones that look out of shape or complain of some ailment (most of the time hoping to get MEDEVAC’d off the boat to the US). While this was happening, I was standing on the fantail helping collect the odd bags and other belongings that we found in the vessel before we scuttled it. The area that we were inspecting the bags and other stuff was directly under the flight deck, which partially over-hanged the fantail (if you google reliance class cutter you can see what I mean). Well, my LTJG that was going through this little dufflebag pulls out what looks to us as a brick of marijuana or cocaine; wrapped nice and tight in some kind of burlap material and cellophane. Upon unwrapping it we found this shitty old leather-bound book with weird symbols and shit in it as well as a few weird looking wooden statues and other weird little trinkets.

    Well, as soon as we opened the book and started inspecting these stupid looking wooden statues we hear this blood-curdling shriek almost directly above us. We dart out from under the overhang and look up on the flight deck to see this older-looking woman absolutely losing her shit – screaming, flailing around, wide-eyed. I thought she was having a seizure but she was apparently yelling out in creole, something to the effect of ‘the spirit has been disturbed’ and that we need to contain it lest death sweep through our ship. Our security guys are having a hell of time getting this lady to chill and can’t even pick her up to remove her from the flight deck. The corpsman comes over to evaluate her and my LTJG and I go back to looking through all the shit we found on the boat. We get a final chuckle out of the weird shit from the dufflebag mentioned earlier and he closes the book, puts everything back in the little bundle it came in, and wrapped the burlap material back around it.

    Almost instantly the wailing and panicked shrieks above us stops.

    I look up at my LTJG with a look of relief but as I make eye-contact with him he glances down at this burlap bundle, walks over to one of the stanchions, and says “fuck this” as he hurls the burlap overboard.

    According to our corpsman, the woman returned to normal once she calmed down and had no recollection of her manic episode.

    I’m not really sure what happened that day but it is certainly one of my top ‘what the fuck’ moments.

  27. -TheSheepdog- February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    EMS. Called to a house with police at around 3am. Relatively small shared house with a lot of rooms and people who don’t know each other living there.

    Caller reports that there is blood everywhere, all on the walls, staircase, in the kitchen, on the doorstep. He thinks one of the upstairs residents is in to ‘dodgy stuff’ which I assume was meant to be drugs or crime of some kind or whatever.

    Well we open the door and sure enough there is blood everywhere. It’s all on the floor and all the way up the stairs. It goes into the kitchen too but stops at the backdoor. There’s a pool on the front doorstep but not a big one.

    A couple of cops go upstairs ahead of me, I’m there thinking well shit, if someone’s lost this much blood there isn’t a great deal we can do for them anyway, and if they’re still in the house we’re about to have a major scrap on our hands (in the UK, police are unarmed).

    We go to the door the ‘dodgy’ guy is in, and knock, he kinda answers like ‘yeah?’. The cops say they’re police and they need to have a word with him. He comes to the door in pyjama trousers and says he was asleep. He’s not injured and has no blood on him. There’s none in his room. He lets the cops have a search and his room is all fine. Seemed like a regular guy to me.

    We speak to all of the other neighbours in the house and the cops search their rooms and nothing. No one heard anything (that they told us anyway) and no one had anything suspicious in their room. There was no blood in anyones bedrooms, it was only on the stairs hallways, kitchen, and front doorstep.

    The two cops call for a dog unit to attend and search the area. The dog arrives but tracks the blood no further than the front doorstep. Whatever had caused that blood to be there seemed to still be in the house, and we had no idea who’s blood it was. Thought it could potentially have been an animals blood somehow, but unless it was a large animal there was way too much for that, and I hope we’d have found a bleeding large animal in our search.

    I had control pestering me to redeploy to another job so I thanked the cops for helping me clear the house and said I had to go. They said they were gonna go do a wider search and then resume as well as there was nothing they could find. I never heard any more about it, and as far as I know there was no murders or anything like that reported after that incident so it’s still an absolute mystery.

    I’m not sure if I’d describe it as paranormal, but it was certainly strange and spooky. I didn’t feel creeped out at the time, but had I been one of the people living in that house I definitely would have done.

    Other incidents I’ve been to that I guess could be paranormal are usually just sad mental health incidents. Occasionally we end up at addresses with very elderly people who see their dead wives in their house and talk to them. I once went to a job where an old guy was there with his son. While I was doing some tests on the old guy he was talking to an empty chair next to him, saying stuff like ‘Oh it’s okay, he’s just checking my blood pressure then they’ll be out of here and we can go back to sleep!’. I didn’t question it and got on with my work.

    When I spoke to the son afterwards he said his mum died a few years before and his dad has never really come to terms with it. The dad always claims he can see his wife there with him when she isn’t, and talks to her like she is. Apparently he even sometimes makes her breakfast and tea still because he thinks she’s actually there. Stuff like that is just sad rather than creepy though.

    Edit: Because I’ve got a lot of comments about the investigation in the first story. I have no idea what investigation the cops did. I know they thoroughly searched the house, got a dog to search the house and surrounding area, carried out a search of the neighbourhood nearby, and called a supervisor down to investigate. After that I have literally no idea as I was redeployed and had to go. There was still cops there when I left. I don’t know the outcome as it’s nothing to do with me, and we don’t often speak to the cops about stuff like that. I don’t imagine they just looked at the scene, thought ‘huh. Weird. Anyway let’s go’. I imagine there was some investigation done but I really don’t know what.

  28. wowwoahwow February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Not a cop, but had one tell us a story. When I was in like gr. 6 I lived in PEI (Prince Edward Island). We had the opportunity to talk to an officer (it was supposed to be like a DARE program thing). At the end we got to ask questions, and of course there’d be the typical questions that kids would ask like “did you ever shoot anyone?” (He shot at, but didn’t actually shoot anyone, or so he told us). Then someone asks “what’s the creepiest thing you’ve seen?”

    I probably don’t remember all the details because it was years ago, but it went kind of like this:
    There was a small island just off the coast of PEI, and one night people had called the police to report a baby crying from the island. The police show up, and sure enough they hear a baby crying. They make their way over to the cries, but when they get to the island the crying stopped. They searched everywhere and guess what they found. Nothing. No baby or any sign that someone might be there.
    They started to leave the island, and immediately the baby crying starts up. Of course they go back, and it stops. I can’t remember how long they were looking but they haven’t found anything, and you could tell it has been bothering him for a long time by the way he talked about it. It always creeped me out and I doubt I’ll ever forget about it. Weird things happen on PEI.
    Edit: added clarification about what PEI is

  29. Sam2734 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Patrol officer here. This is not my story but my partner’s, and all 3 officers on scene verified this story too.

    So my partner responds to a priority Breaking and Entering call. A housesitter/dogsitter calls and says that he can hear loud banging and footsteps coming from downstairs (the ground floor) and he should be the only one home. The housesitter and the dog are both upstairs (dog is in a cage). So officers respond priority, including a K9 officer. Police release K9 into the house first to clear the house. K9 comes out empty handed. 3 officers then go inside the house and clear it themselves. Again, nothing and nobody inside.

    Officers then step out front with the housesitter that called 911. As they’re telling him the house is empty, they see the curtains of the bedroom window on the second floor open. They’re heavy curtains and they parted from the center, so they claim it couldn’t really be possible from air vents kicking on or anything like that. And all 3 officers and the housesitter all see it.

    Then the guy asks police to come back inside with him because he’s going to take the dog to a different home for the night and he needs to get the dog out of the cage. The police refuse to go back inside with him (not the best example of public service).

  30. amatsumima February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Not sure if you guys would want to hear an asian story but I thought it’s worth sharing. This was told by my dad when I was 12. Even now, when I ask him about the story, he can remember every vivid detail like it just happened last week.

    My dad was in the police force for 20 years and when we just a rookie, he had to conduct nighttime roadblocks meant to catch drunk-drivers.

    They had done it many times before and this night started routine enough for them. That was until this Toyota Corolla drove up to them with what looked like a white blanket on its roof, flapping in the wind.

    They thought it was weird but did not see anything amiss about it. One of them even joked that this guy was multitasking by drying his laundry and driving home at the same time.

    The laughs stopped when the lone car came closer and all of them saw what looked like a woman in white lying face down on top of the car. The woman seemed to slide like a slug backwards until she disappeared behind the car as it eventually came to a stop in front of them.

    It took a few minutes for my dad’s team to re-compose themselves as they stared at each other as if to say “you guys saw that right?”.

    The most senior of them finally stepped up and shot the usual questions to the driver. There was a noticeable quiver in his voice as he made conversation and asked him to step out of the vehicle. My dad’s team inspected the whole vehicle, including the boot and found nothing strange in it.

    The driver was a good-looking Staff Sergeant in the army who was heading home from a company event earlier that night and admitted to have had a few cans of beer. He said he laid down in his bunk to sleep it off, hence why he was driving home at that time (it was 4am).

    He passed their sobriety test and they started to ask him if he saw anything weird during his drive. Initially he said no but after more questioning, he mentioned that he had to swerve to avoid what looked like a bird that was flying upside down. It was spooky but didnt think that was a detail worth sharing with police officers.

    The senior then told the guy to chill out at a 24-hour coffeeshop before heading home (the locals believe that if a malevolent spirit follows you, making a pitstop confuses them so they can’t set up shop in your house). After some confusion of his own, the driver finally caught on and nodded in agreement.

    After the guy leaves, they call in to the station and cut the night short. Never knew what happened to the driver, hope he’s alright.

  31. immotleighton February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Not a cop, but was told this by a cop on the night shift a couple years back.

    About 3 in the morning, the sound activated alarms at the local school were triggered. The reason? They picked up on small children laughing. The cop gave a big nope to that call and just half heartedly shined a spotlight on the area from his moving car.

  32. jbizzlern February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    ICU Nurse here.

    We had a patient that was dying. No family. Around 3am the guy started crying and asking why the little girl in the yellow dress was in the hospital. We assure him there is no little girl. He cries even more saying yes there is she is at the foot of the bed. Kid you not the man passed in the next few minutes. Myself and my pod partner blame the hallucination on the meds we were giving him to keep him comfortable.

    Next night. New patient in the room. She’s completely alert and oriented. About 3 am she hits her call light. She wants to know why the little girl in the yellow dress was outside her room. We told her it was just her imagination from being in a strange place. Not 5 minutes later the guy in the next room goes into full cardiac arrest and unfortunately we can’t receive him.

    Of course we absolutely freak. Two different nights. Two different patients see the same thing. All followed by death.

  33. Officerbad February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Leo here. Ok so I was supervising on evening shift in a small town in rural Australia. We have a large river that snakes its way past the town and runs close to some of the residential areas. Its a kilometer wide in some parts, has steep banks and thick bush in the bed when its dry

    One of my crews were tied up with something and the other was attending two brothers threatening suicide after having a fight at a residence near the bank of the river.

    I heard the job and attended to give my crew a hand. Upon arrival we found one brother who was self harming and on drugs. We restrained him to prevent him from harming himself. He was telling us he wanted to kill himself and was taken to hospital via ambulance for mental health.

    As we had made the apprehension, my crew had to accompany the ambulance for everyone’s safety.

    My crew leaves and then im told by the family that the other brother had run off down the river dry bank threatening to hang himself. The family said he was drunk but didnt have anything to actually hang himself with.

    I was concerned and attended the river bank near where they thought he went down the river steep bank.

    Both crews were busy and I was by myself, at night and it started raining lightly.

    I parked my unit at the top of the bank with the lights pointed onto the bush hoping that if he saw my lights he’d come towards me. I got out my torch and made my way down the bank. I found a small clearing and a small distance away was thick bush.

    I heard something moving in the bush. It sounded like something taking deliberate steps in the bush.

    I yelled out thinking it was the guy i was after. I told him i was here to help and pleaded with him to come out.

    No response and when i was talking, whatever it was stopped moving. I kept talking attempting to make contact as my instincts told me someone was in the thick bush in front of me. No response.

    My torch couldn’t penetrate the bush but i could hear distinct foot falls. I stopped making any noise, turned off my light and stood still listening….

    I hear movement coming towards me in the bush. I remained still and listen. It came closer. Without thinking, my hand went down to my gun and i was ready to draw.

    I turned on my light and walked forward and hear whatever it was move away from me. I backed off, turned off my light and remained silent.

    It started coming closer to me, probing my position. I repeated the exercise once more and once more it backed off and came back at a different angle.

    By this stage i was on high alert. Something told me gtfo. I got this heavy eerie feeling. Any animal that was down there would have run off upon my approach.

    No animal i know approaches/probes a humans position at night like that.

    Once i got the overwhelming feeling to leave i backed off, with my hand on my gun and i didnt turn my back until i had to climb up the bank.

    Once at the top and back with my car i felt a lot better but i could still hear something moving in the bush. I stayed there for a while as i was curious.

    I left and conducted enquires finding the missing brother on the other side of town fast asleep and fine.

    To this day i dont know what i ran into down in the river bed that night…

  34. Narren_C February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    This is unexplained, and probably just coincidence, but I still never mention it to my co-workers.

    I spent some time as a homicide investigator. We would respond to all apparent suicides and investigate them just to make sure it wasn’t a homicide. Usually we determined a motive for suicide and found a note or other indicator that the person killed themselves (one guy just taped a note to his chest that said “Happy now bitch?” and made sure his wife found him after he hanged himself).

    But occasionally you get a case where all forensic evidence indicates that the person killed themselves, but there’s no note and no discernable reason why this person would be suicidal. These are people in good health with decent careers and a seemingly happy family life. But who knows what’s really going on with someone?

    Here’s the part that freaks me out. I’ve worked maybe ten suicides like this. The last three before I left homicide all had the same thing at the scene. These was a little decorative wicker lighthouse at each location. It was the same lighthouse, same design and painted white and blue. It stuck out to me the first time because it was by the bed where the body was, but two weeks later I saw the same damn lighthouse on another suicide and even pointed out the coincidence to a patrol officer.

    A few months later I go on another suicide and I see that same wicker lighthouse. That’s when it clicks that it’s always been unexplained suicides. I go back and look at crime scene photos from every suicide I’ve worked. In two of them I see what could be the wicker lighthouse, but the angle is off and there’s too much junk around to say for sure.

    I dunno. I thought it was creepy as hell but I transferred a couple of months later and I let it go.

    Edit: Well that got more of a response than I was anticipating. To answer the question of “was it a serial killer” I very much doubt it. These were clearly suicides, most of which had no feasible alternative explanation. We work every suicide as if it were a homicide. An apparent suicide is almost always a suicide, but we err on the side of caution.

    Also, while serial killers are actually more common than most people think, they rarely leave calling cards or anything like you see in movies. It’s usually some fucked up dude that has a particular taste.

    I really do think it was an odd coincidence, but it was still pretty fuckin creepy.

  35. DarkLight9er February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I was working as a paramedic and my station had a mental hospital in our area. They knew they werent allowed to call us for basic transports that it had to be an emergency. We get a call there one night for a possible stroke on the 4th floor. We knew that the 4th floor is where they kept people who were guilty of murder, rape etc and that a police officer would be with us.

    When we get there the nurse has this look on her face that we are really about to walk into something sketchy. She tells us that the lady wont stop looking to the left (her excuse for calling us and saying it was a stroke) and talking to something. When we walk into the room shes in full conversation with something outside the window. We ask her to talk to us and she got quiet. We load her up and the leo cuffs her to the gurney. When we get outside she looks back towards the window then quickly shoots her head to the other side and said its so cool how fast they fly.

    About 5 mins from the hospital she asks me if Im worried that the ambulance is about to break down so that her and her flying yellow friends could rape and kill us? I said no and she started this screeching laugh that Ill never forget. The leo was as white as snow and said nothing to her. We drop her off in the er, come back outside and the ambulance had cut off and wouldnt start. I went back inside to ask the leo if he had turned it off and they said no leo walked inside with us. We couldnt find him and dispatch sent a bunch of cars to look but he wasnt at the hospital. They found him sitting in his cruiser back at mental hospital and he couldnt remember how he got there. To this day I really think her and officer saw something.

    Edit: I was pretty hungover this morning while trying to write this. Quick notes…LEO = law enforcement officer. I started writing that instead of cop. Sorry. Picked a lady up, acting crazy, said I would get rapped and murdered, crazy witch laugh, cop/leo that rode with us disappeared, found in his car back at the mental hospital. Scared me a lot lol.

  36. libeljunkie February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    So my dad (ex London police) tells a story of getting a call to a known trouble makers house. The whole family is outside refusing to go in the house. Apprently Someone/something was upstairs. He just thinks they’re making issues. Enters the house, it’s a mess. Newspaper all over the floor like they’re using it as a rug. Checks the lower floor, nothing. Walks up the stairs and 3/4 of the way up the temperature drops, so much you can see your own breath. The newspaper covering this floor is wet, and he has to check each room with the worst feeling of dread/eyes watching you he’s ever had. Nothing is moving, but he says he’s never felt such a sense of malice (except for Colin Ireland who he has to be on duty for as he was in the cells, my dad says he’s never seen evil in someone’s eyes except for him) they nope out of there, as there is nothing for them to do. But my dad, who was on the opposite side of the picket lines in the miners strikes and responded to the Broadwater Farm riots says it’s the worst moment of his life, having to walk up those stairs, knowing there was something all around that wanted to harm him.

  37. dtns13 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I’ve been in law enforcement for nearly six years and I have had a few supernatural things occur during my shifts. The most recent one came from a 911 hang up call.

    I was riding two man on a summer night and it was probably around 2 or 3 AM when we get a call for a 911 hang up. The only call comments were was a call was placed to 911 and upon answering it the person hung up. When dispatch attempted to call the number back no one answered.

    The area in which I was working this night I have basically spent my whole career in. There arn’t a whole lot of streets I had yet to respond to. However, the address this call came in from (they used gps coordinates to find the closest location since the caller hung up) I had never been to. I had driven past this road many times but never actually revived a call from it.

    We pull up to this old dirt road and it has a metal chain going across the entrance with a sign that says no trespassing. Because we have to figure out what is going on me and my partner continue on foot up this long dirt/gravel road. The road was maybe about 100 yards long. The shitty party was that on each side of the road was a tall chain link fence. Why this was crappy was because now me and my partner were now walking down a fatal funnel. If there happened to be a guy waiting for us at the end of this road with lets just say an assault rifle, we would have no place to take cover. Thankfully this did not happen.

    We eventually reach the end of the road and there are two houses on each side. At first we believe one of these houses is where the 911 call had come from. As I am shining my flashlight at one of the houses I see a figure move from inside. Instantly I’m like “Oh shit people actually live back here!” as i thought for sure the houses were going to be vacant. Shortly after a man and a woman walk outside and ask what is going on. We tell them we received a 911 hang up call from address 123 Main (made up) and asked if they had called. The man tells us his address is 124 Main and the one across the street is 125 Main (which he says is vacant). He proceeds to tell us there is a 123 Main which is basically in the middle of these tall weeds/forest looking area just to the north of his house. He says the house is vacant and run down and can only be reached on foot. I ask him how far away it is from his house and he says probably a couple of football fields away.

    Now while all this walking/investigating was going on we had received a think two more 911 hang up calls. Same address. Same result. Before we made this trek out into the middle of the woods we called for another car and eventually another two man unit responded.

    The four of us now wandered out into the woods, two of us with our assault rifles out and followed a barely beaten path to where we assumed we would find a house. Fighting spider webs and low hanging tree branches we eventually reach our destination.

    I am terrible at describing things but this house was straight out of any horror movie you wanna imagine. It was rundown. Had a tree that had fallen through the middle and had now become incorporated with the house throughout the years. The house was nearly falling apart and was completely overgrown by greenery. Having come this far we decide to continue on, even though we were pretty sure the house would be vacant.

    After fighting through some thick brush we find our entrance. We each have to climb over some fallen brick walls and other wooden shit before we actually make entry. My biggest fear at this point is this stupid rotten house collapsing on itself and being trapped inside with no one being able to find us. We search the entire house and like we thought no one inside. And when I say we searched the entire house I mean the ENTIRE house. Nothing was left unchecked.

    Feeling satisfied we all climb our way back out of the bullshittery and start heading back towards where the two original houses were. As we walk back dispatch radios us and tells us they received another 911 hang up call coming from the same address. This time dispatch tells us they were able to make call back and when the person answered they could hear what sounded like a child playing on the phone.

    The four of us looked at each other and decided we were done with this call. We had done everything we could up to that point and were not about to get called back into possibly a demons house because a “child” was on the phone. We clear the call and don’t receive anymore 911 hang up calls for the rest of the night.

    Fast forward maybe 6 months and its dead ass cold winter. 911 hang up from the same address. This time its me and three guys who weren’t there previously. I tell them the story of what happened and all three are super psyched and want to check it out. The four of us walk back out to this house now much easier to get to since the cold had killed off a lot of the greens. The three of them decide to go into the house. I wait outside as I already had my fun. They don’t make it too far once they realize this house is about to collapse on itself. We all leave again. No call back from a child this time.

    If I ever go out there again I’ll try and get a picture of the house just so when I tell other people this story they can have a better understanding of how fucked this house actually is.

  38. GrapeJuice89 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    My brother is a deputy and at the time I worked as an EMT for a few small towns in north east Colorado. I frequently went on ride alongs with him while waiting for 9/11 calls to come in. This took place in Amherst Colorado. The town is very small, Amherst has about 50 people, a church, some houses, a grain tower, and a park. It was about 3 am and we were about to call it a night. As we were making our last check on Amherst we noticed movement at the park but couldn’t tell exactly what was going on because it was pitch black. We drove up and stopped along side the dirt road, flipped on the spotlight and as we moved the light around the park it finally settled on the back of a young girl (maybe 13) sitting on a swing with her back facing us. We left the spotlight on her, she wasn’t moving, she just sat there facing away from us looking down at the ground. Needless to say it was a very creepy situation. We both looked at each other with that face you would make when something is out of the ordinary. I quickly suggested that we should call her over using the PA system. He agreed. As we looked back over, she was gone. I mean no signs of anyone anywhere. The park was in a wide open area, she couldn’t have gotten out of sight in the amount of time that we had our exchange of words. I remember saying, “should we get out and look for her?” Maybe she hid behind one of the park toys or something. My brother just looked at me and said “hell to the no” and drove away. It still creeps me out to this day.

  39. Michamus February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    When I was in Afghanistan on guard duty, I turned to see this huge panther in the middle of a farm field. The thing must have been 30 feet long. My heart started pounding like crazy and I just about radioed it in. Then I realized my NODS removed depth perception and I was seeing a normal cat about 5 or so feet in front of me on the guard shack ledge.

  40. Merry_Dankmas February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    My instructor told me a story when I was in EMT school that stood out to him. He got a call about a dude laying by some train tracks in the middle of the woods. It was late at night and apparently someone drove by and heard yelling down by the tracks so they called 911. Instructor pulls up on the scene to investigate and finds a drunk guy with his foot severed clean off. It appeared he had passed out with his foot draped over the train tracks and a train came by chopping off his foot. The heat from the train and the friction caused the wound to cauterize completely. My instructor could see he wasn’t bleeding due to the sealed off wound so he asked for help to move the guy up the hill. As they’re moving him up, he kept asking for his boot. He didn’t realize his foot got cut off and thought his boot had just fallen off. He wouldn’t shut up about his boot so my instructor went down by the tracks to try and find his severed foot.

    He couldn’t find anything and when he got back to the top of the hill, he saw the guy holding his boot. Not the severed foot inside the boot but just the boot. He asked the other EMT where he found the boot and the EMT said he didn’t know. The other EMT was apparently distracted inside the ambulance and didn’t see the guy grab his boot. What was strange was there was the guy didn’t have the boot when they hauled him up the hill. He was strapped onto those bed things and when nobody was looking, the boot just appeared. He didn’t get up to go find it and was so drunk he wouldn’t be able to even see grab his boot properly. My instructor and his friend both stared confused at this guy holding the boot and mumbling “I got ma boot”. They asked him what he did with the foot that was inside the boot but he wasn’t responding coherently enough to answer the question. They were about to load the guy onto the ambulance when they heard a rustle from some bushes. They both turned around to see a bush shaking as if something alive were in it. They tried to ignore it but the shaking kept getting louder and louder. My instructors friend went to go check it out and when he looked into the bushes with is flashlight, he said “It’s his fucking foot”. Both of them were kinda creeped out at that point since there were no animals in the bush. It was just his severed foot. He grabbed the foot and took whatever steps were necessary to preserve it then they left. My instructor said they never found out how that guy got his boot without anyone seeing him nor how the bushes managed to rustle around and reveal the severed foot.

  41. HighbornCrab February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    My grandpa was a RIO in Vietnam. Basically the guy who told the pilot where to go and what was ahead.

    One day him and his team is finishing up a mission, and one of his buddies in another jet barrel rolls over them. He then descends into the clouds.

    They never saw them again.

    He just vanished. They searched for weeks but no crash site, no communications, nothing. Just poof, gone.

    Edit: Holy crap this blew up.
    For clarification, it was an aerial roll, not a barrel roll. Sorry I was tired.

    And they were coming home from a mission, they were over friendly territory when he vanished.

    They were over the cloud line, so my grandpa is unsure of where exactly they were when he vanished.

  42. sprockana February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I know an old detective who has lots of stories, one of which he loves to tell as a ‘paranormal’ one.

    In his younger days 2 patrol officers found a woman in white wandering around a graveyard barefoot past midnight. They asked her what she was doing and she said she was lost, so they brought her back to the station.

    At the station, this detective was on duty with his partner, who handled the woman’s case. His partner took down her details and let her go.

    The detective I know never saw her face, only his partner did, but he remembers seeing her back as she walked out of the station and for some reason she was tip-toeing as she left,

    His partner ran her ID or name through the system after she left…and apparently she was supposed to be dead.

  43. sorryforbeingright February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Cop here.

    Burglary alarm reported to dispatch from a private company. A motion sensor went off in a local business. Usually the alarms don’t send an alert requiring police response unless three sensors pick up movement. Usually we don’t respond to these kinds of calls unless a person calls us, sometimes we don’t even respond to 911 hang ups. So, we go, since now two other alarms for motion get tripped. Another unit and I set up a canvas on the building. Nothing strange from the outside. Doesn’t appear to have any forced entry. Other unit and I get permission to enter from building owner. We go in through a side door on this thrift shop. We announce ourselves, no response. We clear the entire two stories of a standard thrift shop size, not too big. We don’t find anything. Store owner meets us outside with an iPad to show us camera footage. The three alarms that get tripped show a faint gust of like wind that moves clothes on racks. We just assume it was a draft because it happened to three consecutive clothing racks. So the owner resets the alarms and we leave. Fifteen minutes later the store owner calls us and wants to meet again to show us something. Clear as fricking day, as my partner and I were leaving the side door after clearing the building, is a shadow like figure appearing to wave at us, saying goodbye. Chills hit me. I didn’t want to accept or deny it. We occasionally get tripped alarms and any time we don’t respond to the place, more alarms get tripped until we at least show up. If we show up, we will have like a 6-8 week streak without any activity. We think there’s something just wanting police friends. We did research and we can’t find anything regarding death or dying in the building. So who knows. As long as it’s friendly it can trip whatever alarms it wants. I still won’t go in without a partner.

  44. UberGTO February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I’m not a cop, but I did ask a cop about the scariest thing he ever witnessed.

    This guy had been around for years and a Vietnam vet. He was working homicide and got a call that their was a apparent suicide, but since it was done with a shotgun they needed to be sure he really shot himself. When he arrived some other officers had been there a while and it was a bloody mess. They guy put the barrel in his mouth and sprayed the ceiling with his skull. He walked over to the body and looked in to the gapping hole in the mans skull. Just then the man grabbed him and jumped up and screamed in his face. The slug the guy used managed to go between both lobes of his brain and not kill him. No one checked if he was alive because he looked very dead. He actually was rushed to the hospital and made it.

    Cop told me that was the only time in his adult life he shit himself. Thought he came back from the dead for a moment.

  45. LiesBuried February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    So this actually happened to a friend of mine who isn’t the cop in this story but is the actually family.

    So this happened maybe about 5 years ago. My friend is in his mid 30s he and his wife had a 7 month old baby and a 5 year old son. Wife was a stay at home mom and dad owned his own business and had a very flexible schedule he would take his son to school in the morning pick him up etc.

    So it’s about 11am they call the cops because they keep hearing a a strange sound in the home sound like feet or something and though he was sure it was nothing he wanted to make sure.

    So he says the cop arrives and the first thing the cop says is “Why isn’t your son in school”

    My friend is puzzled and says “huh”.

    The cop says “Your boy is sitting outside on your lawn”.

    My friend again looks at the cop strange, looks on the lawn and says “Officer my son is in school, I dropped him off this morning”

    The officer looks back sees nothing and looks puzzled.

    At this moment my friends cell phone rings and it’s his son’s school. Apparently he has had some sort of allergic reaction to some finger paints that had egg base or something in it (allergic to eggs) and became extremely swollen, throat swollen and couldn’t breathe rushed to the hospital.

    The cops give them an escort to the hospital so they can fly through lights and all.

    Arrive at hospital and the son is doing fine is stable got the lil shot to help him and everything. The cop waits to see how the family is doing and wants to check on the kid.

    My friend is appreciative and let’s the cop come up and he says that he had never seen a paler face in his life and he said the cop looked as if he had seen a ghost. And said “That’s the kid I saw in your yard”

    My friend told me this it creeped me the fuck out I didn’t believe it but the wife cosigned the whole thing.

    TL:DR- Cop came to friend house investigating foot sounds. Cop saw a kid in the yard, my friend son was in school, friend gets call that son is in hospital for anaphylaxis, cop goes to hospital says the kid he saw in the yard was in fact my friends kid.

  46. NewGuy0322 February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Fellow EMT told me this story two years ago so I might butcher it a bit, but I got chills hearing it at the time.

    He was working the overnight shift in Quincy when dispatch gave him a call to do a wellbeing check on an address that called through a landline but no one was talking. Naturally they go to the house with police and fire to check on the possible pt. House is completely dark with no electricity even running through it and it’s abandoned. They check the surrounding houses making sure people are okay and then leave after figuring that nothing was wrong.

    A couple hours later same call, same situation. So this time they go to explore the inside of the house more. Fire and police are in the first and second floor while my friend and his partner go to the basement. When they get down there and are searching around with flashlights, they get a chill and then my friend’s partner screams and says something grabbed him (nothing’s there). They fuckin dip upstairs and into front yard.

    Everyone is out there in a few and it’s silent. Fire chief then asks if anyone else got a weird chill in there which they all agreed. Calls over.

    Few more hours they get another call to the same house, but no one goes in this time.

    EDIT : Holy shit woke up and this blew up. I just want to add that other overnight EMT’s working with my friend said that address apparently does it very frequently too.

    EDIT 2 : A lot of people seemed kinda confused about the details of the story. Again I am NOT the person in the story, just retelling it.

    My friend, the EMT, WENT to the call the third and times after, but when Police already cleared a house you don’t need to just reenter it every time. They continued searching the area and nothing came up. Also not an EMTs job to search abandoned houses without police, scene safety!!

    Sorry I don’t have more details either, would love to be able to accurately answer all questions. But the only one I can def answer is this is Quincy, MA!

  47. TingleSack February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I was an electrician in the Navy serving on the Iwo Jima LHD-7. LHDs are roughly half the size of an aircraft carrier, so as you can imagine, they are quite large.

    Several friends supposedly had heard voices in out of the way engineering spaces (the previous Iwo Jima had a steam leak that killed 10 engineers), and I had been in several creepy spaces on the ship, but other than a general feeling of unease, nothing weird happened to me.

    That is until one night, a couple months before I got out of the Navy.

    We were doing cleaning on the electrical switchboards. This required killing power to the majority of the ship. We did this in the middle of the night after working hours, and the only people on board were a handful of duty section personnel and about 30 of us electricians.

    In the Navy, when securing power to equipment, you hang red danger tags on breakers and fuses so that way people know not to turn on said power source because they may cause injury or death to someone.

    A friend and I went to hang several danger tags in a pump room. The main power had already been shut off, so the area of the ship we were in was pitch black except for our flashlights.

    To enter this pump room, we had to open a hatch in the hanger bay, climb down a steep vertical ladder, and and go down another short vertical ladder.

    At this point, we are below the water line. We hang the danger tags in the upper part of the pump room, then head down the stairs to the lower section with my friend in the lead. Half way way down the stairs, I hear what sounds like a woman scream.

    I stop. My friend stops. Keep in mind there are very few people on board the ship at this time, and we were the only ones in this part of the ship. He turns to me and asks if I just heard a woman scream.

    I say, “I didn’t, and neither did you”.

    We hang the last tags as quickly as possible, and exit the pump room. We’re greeted by our chief in the hanger bay, and ask her if she had heard a scream. She hadn’t, and she told is she had been standing outside the hatch since shortly after we had entered.

    Asked the women in our division if any of them had screamed that night. No one had. And I never went into that pump room again.

  48. DuctTapeandSuperglue February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I work solo, overnight shifts in a retirement community. It’s a single building with almost 100 apartments in it. The building itself is relatively new, but it was built over the foundation of an old TB hospital. We get weird shit that happens all the time, but it’s pretty mundane, like elevators going on their own, loud bangs in the common areas, and shadows moving just inside your peripheral vision, annoying, but pretty harmless. But there’s one night that really got my attention.

    I got paged up to a room and when I got there the resident said someone had been banging on their door and trying to get in and they were scared. I had just done my rounds a few minutes earlier and hadn’t seen or heard anything (I would have heard a door being banged on from anywhere in the building), so I figured maybe they were dreaming or something like that, I reassured them I’d do some extra rounds and double check the security cameras and they were satisfied. Just before I got back to my office I got paged to another room in a different hall. That resident told me someone had entered their apartment, stood by their bed and screamed at them and then left, slamming the door on their way out. I calmed her down, told her I was going to go over the security footage and figure out what was going on and reminded her to make sure she locks her door.

    At this point I’m actually wondering if maybe another resident isn’t having some form of dementia episode and is the culprit, because our building is secure, you don’t get in at night without me knowing about it. So I head back to the office to go over the security footage and just as I start the playback the cops start banging on the front entry. I figure that one of the residents called them, NBD, and I let them in. They tell me the security company called them for a tripped burglar alarm…we don’t have a burglar alarm. I walk the 2 officers back to the room where our alarm display is and on the way explain the other two incidents and we’re all feeling a little weird. Get to the alarm panel, all systems are normal, and it’s very obvious there is no burglar alarm, and the company that called them isn’t even the same company that handles our monitoring service.

    They did a walk through the building, nothing was out of the ordinary. We checked the video footage, the only thing we saw was right around the time the resident said someone was screaming at her in her apartment there was some static in the video of the hall she lives down, not enough to hide anything, but definitely out of place. We figured there was nothing the cops could do so they happily noped out of the building and left me to finish off my shift alone.

    Nothing else happened that night, and nothing like it since, but I’ve never been happier to see the end of my shift come.

  49. re_Claire February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    When I first joined the police, during our first two days of training school we had a lecture from this old sweat (British police slang for an officer who has been in the force for a long time) who’d been in the job for about 20 years. He told us of his weirdest experience of policing. He said he’d been out on patrol in a car, when they got an abandoned call to a house. He got there and it was a big house sort of isolated, and they knocked on the door and no one answered. He went to open the door and it was unlocked, and he walked in. The house was empty. No people, no furniture, no possessions. Completely vacant. He looked around and found no one there, but then looked upstairs and thought he saw some one move. He went upstairs. It was a really big house with a long hall upstairs. When he got up there he saw someone go into the bedroom right at the end of the hall. He followed the person there, calling out as he went. Again, all the other rooms were completely empty of even furniture. When he got to the room he saw the person go in, he found it completely empty. No one was in it, and nothing was there apart from a big long mirror. He walked into the room and looked into the mirror. He told us he saw something in the mirror that he said has haunted him for the rest of his life. He wouldn’t tell us what he saw, and said he’d tell no one ever, but that it terrified him. He turned around and left the room to leave. As he walked down the hallway he saw that all the rooms were now filled with furniture. No one was there still, but the house no longer looked abandoned. He said he left the house that day never knowing what had happened, or who had called police, but absolutely 100% sure of what he’d seen.

    He was completely serious and it was obvious that he really believed that was what he’d seen, and it gave me chills down my spine when he was telling us. I’ve never forgotten it.

  50. AvalancheMaster February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Obligatory “not me, but a friend”. Well, not really, since I was there as well, but I wasn’t the traffic cop.

    I am from a fairly small town in Southern Europe, pop. 6,000. I rarely visit it, and even more rarely go out, but when I do, it is usually with one of my childhood friends whose father is a police officer in the local department.

    One night we are driving through town—keep in mind this is a fairly small, isolated town “in geography’s asshole” as we say here—when my friend gets pulled over for driving 15 kmph above the 50 kmph city limit. As the officers are joking with him (they knew him through his father), a car that must’ve been going at least 90 kmph darts by us, takes a left turn and disappears behind the corner 30 m away. We immediately hear this horrendous cacophony of crashing sounds, tires screeching, breaking glass and explosion, and rush to the scene, expecting to see devastation and fire.

    There was nothing. No car, no tiremarks, no broken glass, not the slightest SIGN of a crash. No sign of the car either, although the street wasn’t short enough for it to disappear and one of the cops immediately jumped in their car and tried to track the vehicle. It just vanished after waking the residents that lived on the street, and before we even got the chance to identify it further than it being a dark-colored Volkswagen Golf.

    **EDIT:** MYSTERY OVER, GUYS! I haven’t talked about this accident with my friend since it occurred, so I asked him if he remembered it. Turns out he did, and he also knew the follow-up—they found the driver a week later thanks to some security camera footage and another reckless driving incident; after making that sharp left turn he slammed into a horizontal pole on a sidewalk scaffolding (facade renovation), which broke his front right seat window inwards (that’s why there was no glass). The explosion sound must’ve been the scaffolding making noise. However, I still cannot imagine how he managed to get away so quickly.

    He was also very lucky that the pole didn’t kill or injure him.

  51. text_fish February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I used to run a shop on a busy retail street, where all the shop managers had set up a network of radios to keep track of shoplifters and other security risks. We would all meet up once a year in person to discuss local “characters” and best practice when it comes to security, and one year it became apparent that we were all being targeted by a homeless guy who was trying to sneak in to back-office areas just before closing to spend the night. Harsh as it is, we obviously all had to kick him out when we found him but nobody wanted to report him to the police because he was always apologetic and understanding when we had to ask him to leave. Occasionally he would head straight to another shop to try his luck, so we got in to the habit of calling it in over the radio. One night after I’d escorted him out the fire escape I took my time getting back to the radio, and when I did I found that 4 other shops were discussing the fact that they’d just kicked him out of theirs within 5 minutes of each other, which simply wouldn’t be possible along a street that long! Nobody ever saw him again and it became a bit of a running “joke” that he’d died somewhere and we’d all kicked his ghost out.

  52. Likelytakingadump February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    I used to date a girl whose dad worked for a security company, so he has to go check places out when alarms go off. There was a school that had a reputation of being haunted and an alarm tripped and he had to check it out in the middle of the night. The place looked completely empty, no lights on, nothing out of place. But when he got close to the gym, he swears he could hear kids talking, playing, having fun, like you would here coming from a gym. But when he looked inside, there was nobody there and no lights on. Freaked him out. He’s a believer now.

  53. mijoza February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    Not a cop or law enforcement, but one night, in the animal ER, a cat that was in the hospital started to die. Her owners had just called saying they would be there in about 10 minutes to visit. I was a student at the time, so after the doc pronounced her dead, a stayed with her and petted her while telling her that mom and dad were coming. It had only been about 3 minutes since the doc pronounced her, but she began breathing again. She lived until her parents got there and then died in her mom’s arms.

  54. Lt_Snatchcats February 12, 2018 / 3:30 pm

    My brother is a cop and there was a weird house in the city he patrols. It was a super old house and had a dirt basement where human skulls and bones were found, and after that all sorts of crazy shit just happened. Every family who moved into the house immediately tried selling it back or just fled and wouldn’t go back. The city had enough so they just bulldozed the house and planted a garden or something. I forget the name, but the house had a name like the Jenkins House or something, but anyways there’s a plaque now at the garden that just says “This is where the Jenkins House used to sit”.

    Edit: Just figured I would add this in my main comment, but I did some research and I guess a book and tv show were done on this house. The show is called A Haunting and the episode is The Unleashed if anybody is interested.

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