This is another of my father's stories. It was during the initial days of his career, his first job perhaps. He worked in a jute mill company which was of British origin. It was built during the British occupation of India. In this company they had an annual management meeting which was held around midnight. I guess it was kept at midnight considering the convenience of officers in different parts of the world. I do not remember the exact reason of that timing though.
So that day was my dad's first meeting with the company. Their office was of course located inside an old building from the British era, but it was renovated with modern day equipment and interiors. Just before the meeting started he decided to use the washroom. They had these automatic motion sensor sliding doors which led to different parts of the building. On the way to the washroom, there were two. If you cross one, you can see the next door down the corridor. After crossing that one will reach right in front of the washroom. The washroom had the design of a typical commercial washroom with smaller washrooms inside one big hall with washbasin.
As my dad reached the first doorway he saw this tall man walking in front of him. He appeared British. The door opened and closed and the man walked in and was out of my dad's sight. When dad crossed the first door, he couldn't see the man anymore. He thought to himself that the man must have crossed the other doorway too. But for that the man had to walk real fast. It seemed weird but he didn't think much at the moment. As he crossed the second doorway and entered the bathroom he could hear someone using one of the washrooms, and realized that the man he saw must be in one, because there was absolutely nowhere else he could have gone. After my dad was done using the washroom he, just out of curiosity, waited for the man to come out of the washroom. But a long time passed, and the sounds had stopped. My dad had this very strange feeling and decided to push the door of the washroom. Of course, you guessed it right, there was nobody inside.
Super scared and sweating my dad raced back to where the rest of his colleagues were. He was visibly shaken. He found his colleagues mysteriously smiling seeing his condition. They asked him, "You saw something didn't you?" When my dad narrated his experience his colleagues said that it was very common to see that man around on meeting days. In fact he has been identified as the first owner of the company, after whom the company was named. He was only seen on annual meeting days.
Guess he couldn't keep away from hearing the updates and status of the company he founded!