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It's about to be Halloween, so I figured it would be the time to ask, have you ever encountered a ghost or the supernatural?

Personally, I don't believe in that shit, but I have seen and encountered a few things that have freaked me out. 

Please share your encounters with the supernatural.

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56 minutes ago, F250 said:

Personally, I don't believe in that shit, but I have seen and encountered a few things that have freaked me out. 

Those can usually be dealt with if you have an old deep water-filled coal pit on property you own.

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I haven’t seen a ghost but I did drive a girl out to see the Anson lights in the hope we’d park and I’d get some action. 
 

There was this absolute ASSHOLE who was out there going up to the cars parking and asking if you’d like to hear the “real ghost story” and so I got no play and that’s a really horrible Halloween story. 

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2 minutes ago, South Austin said:

"It was nice to meet you at the General Store.  Maybe we can get together at the next hanging on the town square.  STOP."

"Hey, you might be busy churning butter or doing laundry in the river.  Would love to see you when you have free time.  STOP."

"Hello?  STOP."

“STOP”

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I was a kid and we were driving at night, it was a pretty isolated stretch of country highway in south texas. 2 lanes southbound, 2 lanes northbound, big grassy median in the middle. I looked out the window, there was like a rapid succession of cars coming the opposite direction and it being nighttime all you could see was their headlights. I swear in the flashes of headlights that passed, in the grassy median I saw kids skipping and dancing, but they were dressed in like old pioneer time clothes. 

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Ghosts are always in a specific time window, oldest are Indian warriors (America) or tragic princesses (Europe) and youngest are from maybe the sock hop era. Never cavemen ghosts or girls in Ugg boots looking for a pumpkin spice latte. 

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3 minutes ago, 956 Worldwide said:

Ghosts are always in a specific time window, oldest are Indian warriors (America) or tragic princesses (Europe) and youngest are from maybe the sock hop era. Never cavemen ghosts or girls in Ugg boots looking for a pumpkin spice latte. 

It's like the observed rule of reincarnation from Bull Durham:

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1 hour ago, 956 Worldwide said:

I haven’t seen a ghost but I did drive a girl out to see the Anson lights in the hope we’d park and I’d get some action. 
 

There was this absolute ASSHOLE who was out there going up to the cars parking and asking if you’d like to hear the “real ghost story” and so I got no play and that’s a really horrible Halloween story. 

Guys like that need the piss beat out of them. 

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3 minutes ago, Kennythetiger said:

Guys like that need the piss beat out of them. 


But those are exactly the types who become ghosts, rattle chains, cause bug infestations, fuck up the tv, and generally prevent newly weds from getting it on.

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The 'ghosts' thread on either Shaggy or hornfans, not sure which, was awesome. One of you told a long story about a haunted dorm room that freaked the shit out of me (clearly, as I still remember it 10-15 years later). 

But no I have never seen a ghost myself.

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I don't believe in any of that kind of stuff, but a weird thing happened to my brother that I've had a hard time explaining.

When I was 5 and he was 3, my dad and uncle bought a farm with a building site, barns, and relatively new (compared to the place we were living) prefab ranch house.  We moved into the house shortly thereafter.  It had been owned by an old bachelor who had died a couple years prior and it took his nieces and nephews time to sort it all out.  So this dude actually died before my brother was born.

Within a few months, my brother started telling my mom that he would talk to the ghost of Otto Bartz (that was the guy's name) at night when he couldn't sleep.  My mom asked my brother asked who Otto Bartz was and my brother said "well he used to live here" (a detail my brother would not have been aware of at the time) and then he went on to perfectly describe the guy, right down to the psuedo uniform he was always seen wearing.  Again, my brother had never actually seen this man alive and it wasn't like we had his picture hanging up.

My guess is somehow, somewhere, his likeness was pointed out to my brother unbeknownst to my folks but it's always seemed weird to me.

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Pretty sure I've told this story on here or there, but I guess it works here..

 

 

My wife had the following conversation with my at-the-time very young daughter: 

Daughter: Mommy, what's my other mommy's name?"

Wife: What are you talking about, I'm your only mommy."

Da: No I have another mommy. I only see her when you and daddy are asleep. She has long black hair (wife is blonde), and wears a long black dress. I just can't remember her name. 

 

 

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5 hours ago, 956 Worldwide said:

Ghosts are always in a specific time window, oldest are Indian warriors (America) or tragic princesses (Europe) and youngest are from maybe the sock hop era. Never cavemen ghosts or girls in Ugg boots looking for a pumpkin spice latte. 

UK Ghosts has a caveman

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Sure have.  Used to live next to a cemetery.  I'll be back to share some stories later.  Have a pretty quick one.  I had a little pomeranian (don't fucking go there, I'm the straightest guy on this site, no homo, NTTAWWT).  Little guy died suddenly at age 7.  One day I was playing with my son  in his room, door closed and we both heard the pitter patter of his feet.  My then 5 year old son said "is that Brutus?"

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17 minutes ago, elfenix said:

UK Ghosts has a caveman

What unfinished business is keeping him on this plane? Wants another serving of undercooked mammoth? Hoping someone will uncover who bashed his head with a hand-axe?

Ridiculous. Implausible. 

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58 minutes ago, Im_smarter_then_you said:

Sure have.  Used to live next to a cemetery.  I'll be back to share some stories later.  Have a pretty quick one.  I had a little pomeranian (don't fucking go there, I'm the straightest guy on this site, no homo, NTTAWWT).  Little guy died suddenly at age 7.  One day I was playing with my son  in his room, door closed and we both heard the pitter patter of his feet.  My then 5 year old son said "is that Brutus?"

I love that the Pomeranian was named "Brutus".

It's a fucking show dog.

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5 hours ago, Al_4_ISU said:

I don't believe in any of that kind of stuff, but a weird thing happened to my brother that I've had a hard time explaining.

When I was 5 and he was 3, my dad and uncle bought a farm with a building site, barns, and relatively new (compared to the place we were living) prefab ranch house.  We moved into the house shortly thereafter.  It had been owned by an old bachelor who had died a couple years prior and it took his nieces and nephews time to sort it all out.  So this dude actually died before my brother was born.

Within a few months, my brother started telling my mom that he would talk to the ghost of Otto Bartz (that was the guy's name) at night when he couldn't sleep.  My mom asked my brother asked who Otto Bartz was and my brother said "well he used to live here" (a detail my brother would not have been aware of at the time) and then he went on to perfectly describe the guy, right down to the psuedo uniform he was always seen wearing.  Again, my brother had never actually seen this man alive and it wasn't like we had his picture hanging up.

My guess is somehow, somewhere, his likeness was pointed out to my brother unbeknownst to my folks but it's always seemed weird to me.

I 100% believe that the bachelor farmer that was my Maternal Grandfather’s best friend haunts his old farmstead. Probably still out wandering around looking for arrowheads by the creek or trying to chase snakes out of the dirt basement 

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19 hours ago, F250 said:

It's about to be Halloween, so I figured it would be the time to ask, have you ever encountered a ghost or the supernatural?

Personally, I don't believe in that shit, but I have seen and encountered a few things that have freaked me out. 

Please share your encounters with the supernatural.

Aren’t you the person from the other thread that doesn’t even believe in aliens? If you won’t even accept that, then ghosts have got to be a bridge too far. 

Anyway, I have had one encounter that I can’t explain. My college roommate died of a heart attack when he was 40 ish. One night in the middle of the night about six years ago I woke up in the middle of the night for no particular reason. 

I sat up in bed, which I never do. Why I did that night, I don’t know. All of a sudden from the right side of the room appeared my roommate. He proceeded to walk past me from right to left, cackling the whole way in a bellowing laugh, as if he knew he was fucking with me. Which is exactly something he would do. He’s that kind of guy. It’s almost like he decided to fuck with me that night just to see my reaction. After a few seconds of this he disappeared into the wall to my left. 

To just preempt the questions, yes I was awake. I was not dreaming. I sat there for a few minutes, thought about how weird that was, then laid back down and went to sleep. I never once questioned what I’d seen. I know what I saw. 

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5 hours ago, Im_smarter_then_you said:

Sure have.  Used to live next to a cemetery.  I'll be back to share some stories later.  Have a pretty quick one.  I had a little pomeranian (don't fucking go there, I'm the straightest guy on this site, no homo, NTTAWWT).  Little guy died suddenly at age 7.  One day I was playing with my son  in his room, door closed and we both heard the pitter patter of his feet.  My then 5 year old son said "is that Brutus?"

You rented it shoes?

I too live near a cemetery but think the ghosts are freaked out by the train that’s even closer.

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6 hours ago, High Plains Drifter said:

 

Pretty sure I've told this story on here or there, but I guess it works here..

 

 

My wife had the following conversation with my at-the-time very young daughter: 

Daughter: Mommy, what's my other mommy's name?"

Wife: What are you talking about, I'm your only mommy."

Da: No I have another mommy. I only see her when you and daddy are asleep. She has long black hair (wife is blonde), and wears a long black dress. I just can't remember her name. 

 

 

Sounds like your daughter was experiencing sleep paralysis. It sounds spooky but it’s a very common psychological phenomenon. 

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We work in hospital renovations, never thought much of it or believed the stories. From time to time you'd get a guy telling you some stuff, usually in an old hospital.  

We have a lot of late night shut-downs, because obviously that's when the place is less active. We're in this shell space, me and the plumbers, and those dudes, all 5 or 6 of them, jumped at the same time. Freaked out, they swear it was a ghost.

Couple hours later, towards the end of this thing, I see one of the guys just walk right behind me and out of the space, like he's going home. I go after him to see wtf is happening and he isnt there. I go back into the space, turn the corner and they're all there. I didn't say shit, because maybe I was a bit tired, but I've never felt something like that, no matter how delirious. I saw him, his hard hat and vest blow by me like he didn't give a shit anymore.  

I actually hope they do exist to be honest, but why the fuck you hanging out in a hospital? 

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1 hour ago, Dbeasy said:

Aren’t you the person from the other thread that doesn’t even believe in aliens? If you won’t even accept that, then ghosts have got to be a bridge too far. 

Anyway, I have had one encounter that I can’t explain. My college roommate died of a heart attack when he was 40 ish. One night in the middle of the night about six years ago I woke up in the middle of the night for no particular reason. 

I sat up in bed, which I never do. Why I did that night, I don’t know. All of a sudden from the right side of the room appeared my roommate. He proceeded to walk past me from right to left, cackling the whole way in a bellowing laugh, as if he knew he was fucking with me. Which is exactly something he would do. He’s that kind of guy. It’s almost like he decided to fuck with me that night just to see my reaction. After a few seconds of this he disappeared into the wall to my left. 

To just preempt the questions, yes I was awake. I was not dreaming. I sat there for a few minutes, thought about how weird that was, then laid back down and went to sleep. I never once questioned what I’d seen. I know what I saw. 

I bet a lot of us have personal experiences that, when we explain them to other people, don't sound like something they will understand or believe, but they're very real to our lives.

I also want to commend you for going back to school in your 40s, it's never easy.

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I've had four unusual experiences that one could interpret as being supernatural, possibly, but all were as creepy as shit.

1) In high school (1988-ish), my friends and I went out to an old abandoned schoolhouse out north of town on some tiny county road out in the middle of a bunch of cotton fields. The building had been rumored to be where Satan worshippers met (it was the 1980s, after all), and we decided to drive out there on a Saturday night just before Halloween to check it out. On our way out there, a big line of storms was blowing in from the north, and it was getting windy.

When we arrived, we knew the storm was about to hit, and we were able to get inside pretty easily because it had, indeed, been broken into multiple times by the looks of things. Broken shit everywhere, lots of spraypainted stuff (including a pentagram), and the gym's roof had collapsed. We wandered around some, but nothing happened. After about 20 minutes or so, we were ready to bail. By then, the storm had hit with full force, and it was pouring, so we all made a dash out to the two cars we had come in.

But here's the thing, every door on both cars was wide open. Now, I had power locks on mine, and I know for sure it was a habit for me to just automatically click the lock button when getting out, and I had my keys in my hand to be prepared to get in quickly as we were all running through the rain. We all absolutely knew that none of the doors had been left open, because, duh, a big storm was coming. We all hopped into the cars anyway and high-tailed it out of there. 

Now, of course, someone could've come along on that little road to open them, but both the other driver and I will both swear to this day that all the doors were locked on both of our cars.

2) This is the one that freaked me out the most. I was in college and had come home for a long weekend or something. Most of my good friends were still in town, since they were going to the local community college route for their basics. So, this particular evening, I'd been hanging out with them and had come around midnight (stone cold sober). At some point after falling asleep, I suddenly sat up in bed (like kinda like Dbeasy mentioned above) and spontaneously said in a very low, demonic-sounding voice, "SPAWN OF SATAN!" Over my bed, I had a ceiling fan with a long cord that I could easily reach, so I turned on the light, scared shitless. I didn't see anything in the room with me, but I was still freaked out and breathing rapidly....wide awake.

So, I figured I had just had a bad dream, turned off the light, and turned over on my side. Within a couple of minutes, the air in the room started feeling really heavy, and it somehow looked even darker. Pretty soon, I felt a presence in there with me, and I froze (this may well have been sleep paralysis, but I'd been awake for a solid 5-10 minutes by that point) and couldn't speak. Then, I started feeling a really heavy pressure, pushing down on the middle of my back (remember, I was on my side), like something was trying to get in. It was like that for a while, and I still couldn't speak or move (again, possibly sleep paralysis). Eventually, it let up and I just lay there for I-don't-know-how-long (and too scared but finally capable of moving) before eventually dozing off.

3) Flash forward to the mid-to-late aughts, and I was doing a project for Lake County, Florida, deciding to stay in an old historic inn that was billed as being haunted. When I checked in, I joked about it with the person behind the desk, and they confirmed there had been lots of stories about the third floor, which they said they no longer allowed guests to stay, because it was supposedly too intensely scary. There was a wide staircase that went to all three floors (I was staying on the second), and there was a big velvet rope across the stairs leading up to the third floor, seemingly confirming there were no guests allowed up there. So, nothing happened in my room that night, but I listened to footsteps in the supposedly empty room above mine all night long.

4) Another work trip, circa 2011-2012. This time in a tiny town in rural Missouri. The town was so small and off the beaten path that they didn't actually have a hotel/motel in town, but there was a B&B in an old two-story Queen Anne-style house that used to be the town's funeral home. And, yes, their website said the house was known to be haunted. My boss at the time admitted to me he was a little superstitious when it came to this stuff, so I volunteered to stay in the room where the owners said most of the spookiest activity had been reported by guests. So, I open the door, and there was gotdam creepy doll collection with almost every surface covered in old-timey looking dolls with beady black eyes all staring directly at the bed. Fuck. Well, I go to bed and fall asleep uneventfully, but sometime around 3am, I'm awoken by a kind of a shouting whisper, saying my name directly into my ear. Scared the shit out of me, and I turned on the bedroom light. Nothing was in that room, except for me and about 20 creepy fucking dolls, and I remained awake until dawn broke.

 

Alright. That's it for the four scariest occurrences that I've ever experienced, but to-date I've never "seen" a ghost.

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48 minutes ago, bolverk said:

I've had four unusual experiences that one could interpret as being supernatural, possibly, but all were as creepy as shit.

1) In high school (1988-ish), my friends and I went out to an old abandoned schoolhouse out north of town on some tiny county road out in the middle of a bunch of cotton fields. The building had been rumored to be where Satan worshippers met (it was the 1980s, after all), and we decided to drive out there on a Saturday night just before Halloween to check it out. On our way out there, a big line of storms was blowing in from the north, and it was getting windy.

When we arrived, we knew the storm was about to hit, and we were able to get inside pretty easily because it had, indeed, been broken into multiple times by the looks of things. Broken shit everywhere, lots of spraypainted stuff (including a pentagram), and the gym's roof had collapsed. We wandered around some, but nothing happened. After about 20 minutes or so, we were ready to bail. By then, the storm had hit with full force, and it was pouring, so we all made a dash out to the two cars we had come in.

But here's the thing, every door on both cars was wide open. Now, I had power locks on mine, and I know for sure it was a habit for me to just automatically click the lock button when getting out, and I had my keys in my hand to be prepared to get in quickly as we were all running through the rain. We all absolutely knew that none of the doors had been left open, because, duh, a big storm was coming. We all hopped into the cars anyway and high-tailed it out of there. 

Now, of course, someone could've come along on that little road to open them, but both the other driver and I will both swear to this day that all the doors were locked on both of our cars.

2) This is the one that freaked me out the most. I was in college and had come home for a long weekend or something. Most of my good friends were still in town, since they were going to the local community college route for their basics. So, this particular evening, I'd been hanging out with them and had come around midnight (stone cold sober). At some point after falling asleep, I suddenly sat up in bed (like kinda like Dbeasy mentioned above) and spontaneously said in a very low, demonic-sounding voice, "SPAWN OF SATAN!" Over my bed, I had a ceiling fan with a long cord that I could easily reach, so I turned on the light, scared shitless. I didn't see anything in the room with me, but I was still freaked out and breathing rapidly....wide awake.

So, I figured I had just had a bad dream, turned off the light, and turned over on my side. Within a couple of minutes, the air in the room started feeling really heavy, and it somehow looked even darker. Pretty soon, I felt a presence in there with me, and I froze (this may well have been sleep paralysis, but I'd been awake for a solid 5-10 minutes by that point) and couldn't speak. Then, I started feeling a really heavy pressure, pushing down on the middle of my back (remember, I was on my side), like something was trying to get in. It was like that for a while, and I still couldn't speak or move (again, possibly sleep paralysis). Eventually, it let up and I just lay there for I-don't-know-how-long (and too scared but finally capable of moving) before eventually dozing off.

3) Flash forward to the mid-to-late aughts, and I was doing a project for Lake County, Florida, deciding to stay in an old historic inn that was billed as being haunted. When I checked in, I joked about it with the person behind the desk, and they confirmed there had been lots of stories about the third floor, which they said they no longer allowed guests to stay, because it was supposedly too intensely scary. There was a wide staircase that went to all three floors (I was staying on the second), and there was a big velvet rope across the stairs leading up to the third floor, seemingly confirming there were no guests allowed up there. So, nothing happened in my room that night, but I listened to footsteps in the supposedly empty room above mine all night long.

4) Another work trip, circa 2011-2012. This time in a tiny town in rural Missouri. The town was so small and off the beaten path that they didn't actually have a hotel/motel in town, but there was a B&B in an old two-story Queen Anne-style house that used to be the town's funeral home. And, yes, their website said the house was known to be haunted. My boss at the time admitted to me he was a little superstitious when it came to this stuff, so I volunteered to stay in the room where the owners said most of the spookiest activity had been reported by guests. So, I open the door, and there was gotdam creepy doll collection with almost every surface covered in old-timey looking dolls with beady black eyes all staring directly at the bed. Fuck. Well, I go to bed and fall asleep uneventfully, but sometime around 3am, I'm awoken by a kind of a shouting whisper, saying my name directly into my ear. Scared the shit out of me, and I turned on the bedroom light. Nothing was in that room, except for me and about 20 creepy fucking dolls, and I remained awake until dawn broke.

 

Alright. That's it for the four scariest occurrences that I've ever experienced, but to-date I've never "seen" a ghost.

soooo i consider myself fairly brave, but i would have noped out of the doll room. 

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2 minutes ago, FORTY NINE TO ZERO said:

soooo i consider myself fairly brave, but i would have noped out of the doll room. 

I hear ya, but I don't recall there being any other bedrooms available, wince it was old school B&B with the retired couple who ran the place also living in the house. I suppose I could've slept in the rental car. In hindsight, that would've been the smarter move.

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2 hours ago, Dbeasy said:

Aren’t you the person from the other thread that doesn’t even believe in aliens?

1. Regarding ghosts, I started off by saying I don't believe in this kinda stuff. 

2. As far as aliens are concerned, it isn't a matter of belief. I just think it's very unlikely given the size of the universe that earth has been visited by extraterrestrial life forms. I think it is highly probable that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe. 

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No ghosts for me. But two visitations on the night they died.
First was my childhood dog. He still lived at home with my folks. I was on spring break with my now-wife in NOLA. Woke up, and told her about a super-vivid dream I had about my dog. We spent a log time in the open field behind my house, where he used to love to run. Again, it was so vivid, I told her about it. A couple days later, we head back to Austin and make a stop at my parents’ house. We get in, and I ask about my dog. My mom shakes her head. “He died in his sleep while you were gone.” Yep, on the night I had my dream.

But the one that still bugs me is my friend who was in my dream the night he was murdered (he was beaten to death by a crooked cop he’d gotten mixed up with, but nobody could make any charges go anywhere). We were not super close, but we had a friendship that was based on mutual respect and deep trust. He was a smart dude.

In my dream, we were being chased by some sinister dudes through West Campus. It was fucking intense and terrifying. At one point, we made it to an alley where we caught a breather, and we decided that it made sense to split up. We did, and after a while, I realized nobody was after me, I’d shaken them. So I started looking for Tom. I couldn’t find him. I looked all over. I woke up upset that I couldn’t find him. He was found in a coma that morning, after being beaten overnight. He died two days later, never regaining consciousness. I’d never had a dream with him in it before or since.

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1 hour ago, BrickHorn said:

Sounds like your daughter was experiencing sleep paralysis. It sounds spooky but it’s a very common psychological phenomenon. 

At my apartment in college I often had black things hold me down while I was sleeping. I could never sit up straight. Always figured they were some sort of demon until I read something about sleep paralysis.  It never happened anywhere else but that house though. 

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One summer, I briefly worked at the old Bexar county jail when it was a document storage facility. I did database stuff and was stationed on the top floor. Just me in an office and nobody else on the floor. 

The first week, I worked there I kept hearing people shuffling around and questioned what they were doing because I was supposed to be the only one up there. Around the middle of the week I heard the people shuffling around again and realized I never saw them come or go. They would have had to walk past my door at some point. 

Out of curiosity,  I got up and walked to the room next door to see who was there and found an empty room. Freaked me out a little but figured it was my mind messing with me.

Two days later someone comes upstairs to ask me some questions while I am walking out of the office. We are standing in the hallway where all the old jail cells are still in place.

I am facing this other person in the hallway when some dude walks out of one of the old jail cells into one across the hall.

I immediately ask the guy I am talking to "did you just see that?" He said he did and we both walk down the hall and find both cells empty.

The only explanation I could come up with was that it was a shadow or something. 

All of this occurred before I knew the history of the building. 

 

https://ghosttourtx.com/blog/murder-and-ghosts-of-the-old-bexar-county-jail-haunting-the-holiday-inn-in-san-antonio/

 

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15 minutes ago, Kennythetiger said:

At my apartment in college I often had black things hold me down while I was sleeping. I could never sit up straight. Always figured they were some sort of demon until I read something about sleep paralysis.  It never happened anywhere else but that house though. 

Classic sleep paralysis. Being pinned down, shadow people and the old hag at your bedside are the most common ones. I've experienced the shadow people several times. My ex-wife was haunted by the old hag sleep paralysis dream. 

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