The events I am about to write about took place at work and during Spring time of 2016. I am not sure that they have any connection, and even though it's been 2 years I am still trying to swallow it. This is the main reason I only came to share them now, and honestly if any of you can come up with a logical explanation I'd very much appreciate it.
I've worked in this company for 11 years now, we deal in textile machinery and spare parts and I love my job. I have 2 female colleagues, 4 male colleagues, and I am proud to say that we are a very tight knit group. 2 of my male colleagues usually worked outside our facilities as they often had to clean and prepare machines we had for sale.
A little background on our building: downstairs, right by the entrance, that's where my female's colleagues office and stairs to the 2nd floor are located. Then facing the stairs there's the warehouse where we store spare parts and machinery we have ready for sale, and if you turn to the right there is a corridor that leads to the ladies and men's rest room. Going up the stairs you'll find my office at the right and next my boss office.
I have never, even as child, had any problem with the dark. That means that if there was just a little bit of natural light and I had minimal visibility I didn't feel the need (and still don't) to turn any light on, but somewhere between March/April and June whenever I had to go to the ladies room- please note that it only happened at work-I'd get a feeling that I should turn the light on in the corridor. It didn't happen all the time, sometimes I'd feel safe and sometimes I felt I had to turn that light on. It started to happen all of the sudden, and actually I felt a bit stupid and didn't comment with any of my friends afraid they would think I was crazy. And truth to be told, it was an irrational fear, I was being irrational, it didn't make sense.
This happened for about 2/3 months on and off, until one day I was in my office and had to print some documents, the printer is located at my boss's office (and he's randomly there). My chair is that type of office chairs that have small wheels, and I always have the habit of turning around and get up and leave it facing my door instead of my desk and computer. This was no exception when I had to get the printed documents to bring them upstairs to the archives (my colleagues' office). In order to go downstairs, I had to pass my office after picking the documents, and while walking by my door through the corner of my eye I could see my chair was facing my desk and computer and there was a dark shadow sitting on it. It only lasted some seconds but I could tell it had a distinct head and shoulders, it was large, and it covered the top of the chair. I thought that someone had come up the stairs and sat on my chair, so I took some steps back and there was no one there. I was dumbfounded as the chair was facing the door (like I had left it) and there was no one there! I realised then that if someone was coming up the stairs it would make a lot of noise because they are metal stairs... Still, I shrugged it off as being just my imagination, even though something seemed really off.
About 2 days later, we got the news that one of my colleagues (that worked outside our facilities) had an accident at work. A mettalic structure that was supporting some machines had collapsed and hit him. We were desperate, we couldn't believe the worst that could ever did happen... He was left fighting for his life at the hospital with a severe head trauma, several broken ribs and damaged lungs. Unfortunatly, our dear friend passed away 1 week later. It was a disaster, we were heartbroken also for his family. He left behind his wife, kids and grandchildren. They were distraught, and no words can express the anguish that was felt...
It took me maybe some weeks to realise that I didn't feel the need to turn the light on anymore. It was strange because as it started it was over. I noticed it because I saw one of my friends heading to the ladies room and even though it was already dark inside she didn't turn the lights on, but I had also notice that in other times she would turn it on. It hit me, and when she came back I asked her why she didn't turn the light on, she looked at me a bit confused and said that she didn't have to turn it on lately. That when we found out that we both had the same irrational fear, sometimes we'd feel the need to turn the light on and sometimes we wouldn't! But lately, and coincidence or not, after our friend's accident we never felt that fear again.
I wonder if something was lurking there, and if that shadow I saw was somehow an omen for what happened a couple of days later. I don't want to believe this theory, because it seems too evil. Our facilities are located in an industrial area, there was no death reported here, nothing that could have brought something like this. I've tried to rationalize but I can't find a logical explanation for that sudden fear, and for that shadow. Maybe you can...
Your input is very welcome.
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Thank you for taking such interest on my experience. But giving the fact that so many people were involved, the nature of the outcome, that it took place in working place and me being the type of person who likes to keep private things in private or, in this case, in a closed circle, I wouldn't want to see it spreading in such way.
However, I've seen your vídeo for Michael's "Crosbie Towers" and I think you did a great job. So if you omit the country where this took place and use only the experience starting on the 4th paragraph, you do have my permission.
If you accept my terms please send me the link to the story. 😊
Take care. ❤