I work at a call center in BGC and been with the company for 10 years. When I was a newbie the building itself, including the facilities, were amazing.
As an agent I work late hours and hardly get some sleep. Luckily our company has a relaxing sleeping quarters on every floors where I take my nap every lunch. Only a few agent uses the sleep rooms at that time. Since the company just recently started to operate, there were only few employees at the every floors. But what I experienced in the 18th floor sleep room still haunts me up until this moment.
I was ready to go home at 3am but decided to stay in the office because it's too early and dangerous to go out. There were a lot of reported hold-up and snatching outside the office, that is why I decided to wait until the sun rises. I was alone at the sleeping quarters; there were 7 bunk beds and I chose the middle bunk bed because there is a socket where I can charge my phone.
When I closed my eyes a blur image run from my left side which startled me, I opened my eyes to check there is no one there. I tried to sleep but again that image run, this time on the right side of the bed, I quickly opened my eyes just to see nothing. I was scared to death but as they say be scared of the living because they can do you harm but the dead will not, so I opened all the lights in the room and was able to sleep.
I heard my alarm ringing but I can't move. My eyes are half opened and I saw 2 janitors opened the door and check if the room is clean. I tried shouting for help but no noise came out of my mouth until the janitor left. I kept on shouting "Help! Help! Help!" but they cannot hear me and they closed the door and turned off the lights.
After they left I saw the blur image standing at the bottom right side of my bed next to my feet, and the image started getting clearer and clearer. It was a guy wearing barong (Philippine national dress for men) and black slacks and his feet is 3 inches above the floor. His face is still blurry but I noticed that the left side of his face was distorted and unrecognizable. Tears were running down at the right side of his face and he was sobbing. I can even see his shoulder shaking up and down but I cannot hear him. I started praying and the image started to disappear. I was able to move my body again. I stood up and run outside the sleep room and promised not to sleep alone in that room again.
I asked my friends who were hired earlier than I was if there were any reported ghosts sightings in the building. They said that there are some and started telling me a story about an accident. It happened 2 months after the building was occupied, when an agent fell from the 18th floor down. They said that the elevator door opened but there were no elevator car. The agent was busy texting and didn't notice it that's why he went in and fell down to his demise. They said that when the body was retrieved, the person's face was badly distorted and his left eyes popped out of his shattered skull. It was a grim sight and some of the employees who saw the body got traumatized and resigned because of the fear that it may happen to them.
I started to get chills all over my body. I told them about what happened to me in the sleeping quarters and everyone was shook. Maybe that guy wants to say something that's why his spirit still haunts the building. I pray for his soul and hope that he finds peace.