So here's the part II I promised you and it's been a long time coming.
That said so much has happened in the past several months this Part II just kept getting longer. So I'm going to start by saying that by now, there isn't a single person who has worked night shift that doesn't have a story.
We have named the ghosts. There is the lady in white, we call Helena. A tall man named Slim. A shadow figure named "Let's never meet that thing". And "Peeping Tom" the affectionate name I've given to the playroom ghost.
I'll start by talking about Slim. Slim started passing around when my manager confirmed that the voice she was hearing now daily in the morning was a male. This was the first we'd heard about it. But not the last.
Things escalated to the night shift the night we found this out. We were closing the lobby for the night and just turning out the lights when I saw him. A tall man in the cover of the darkness - it was the clearest picture I had ever gotten of a ghost here:
He was tall, at least 6 feet, with slicked back hair. And a clean pressed suit. What immediately struck me was how angry the man looked.
To say the least I nearly jumped out of my skin. But what scared me most was that it was a full minute before he seemingly vanished into thin air. Still glaring daggers at me.
Since then, he's been one of our most active spectral residents. People claim to hear a male voice near the bathrooms especially. It seems to have a thing for the aforementioned manager. When her kids were visiting one was asking about our ghosts and mentioned that many times in the bathroom she could hear a man talking on the other side of the wall.
He is TRULY creepy. Given we do live in Las Vegas I don't doubt this is a mobster. Hence the generic monster name we've given him. He's harmless - but the glare that always accompanies him. And his desire to stay in the shadows of our lobby gives me the chills. Too many to count.
Next, I'll talk about by far my most terrifying experience. Sadly, I wish I could have recorded my one encounter with a shadow person. But I was too stunned to do so.
Recently, our ghosts have been playing with our security cameras. It all started with one truly terrifying night. Everyone had gone home for the night, and I was staying late with some last minute counts. When something caught my eye...,
There was a figure, or rather a shape on the camera feed. At first I suspected a bug. But to my astonishment, and horror, it took a human shape. Before I knew it, I was watching this figure calmly walk from one feed to the next. Walking the length from the back room to the front register before disappearing through a wall.
I went to check everything that night. Every door was locked, every window. The bathrooms were empty. The playroom was empty.
I couldn't get out of there fast enough. It was enough that my General Manager said she wouldn't have blamed me if I had quit on the spot.
This was just the beginning of our video issues. From then on all manner of apparition has appeared on feed. From a massive colorful radiating light that will come through on some nights, to a strange visitor I jokingly call "Peeping Tom" who seems to enjoy the play room.
Peeping Tom is actually how our stories got credence. It has turned a sceptic into a believer. As we watched someone clearly playing in our currently closed playroom. We both went to check on it, both still saw it on the camera as we did... And of course, to our abject horror in person no one was there. He only shows up on the video feeds. Haven't quite figured that out yet.
Things are so normal now we've started to adjust. But they are obviously getting much spookier.
But Helena did the scariest thing I can speak of. By far the most terrifying of all.
We thought she and the others simply stuck to the lobby. Hell, I even believed they'd leave us in peace. But recently we've been under renovation with our lobby currently closed. We hadn't seen any of them in days. And I assumed the shadow figure was a one time occurrence.
Two nights ago. I was putting away food when I was greeted by Helena, the lady in white. Inches from my face between the spaces of our food trays.
I had to stifle a scream and spooked the entire staff, as I was the only one who saw her. But now, we all know that the ghosts are -very- much in control of who sees them, where they are seen, and where they are... I don't know why it frightens me so much. They aren't hurting anybody. But having thought the kitchen as our safe space it certainly was not comforting.
So, greetings from Las Vegas' very haunted little Burger King. I hope maybe I'll have some crazier stories on the horizon. But until next time, I think we'll keep the lights on in the lobby for a while.