This happened in 1985, in City Hall in Ponce, 'Casa Alcaldia'. My friend and I were attending an Art Exhibit. I saw a Monk, he had a long brown habit, a long rope like tied around its waist, and a long cross made of wood. It seemed like wood. His top head was shaved. I looked at him, from behind only, I asked my friend if she saw the monk, she said she didn't see any monk. I told her to follow me, so she can see him. She couldn't see him. I tried to see his face, but I couldn't. I tried but he continue walking. I only got to see his ears, but not the side of his face. It was looking at the paintings. Then he started walking.
I told my friend to follow me. I am following him, because I never seen these kind of father, dressed in that manner. Then he turned to the left side stairs to go to the second floor. I thought the second floor must be opened to the public. So I followed. When I turned to go upstairs, the gate was closed. No one was up there. It was dark. She asked me what was wrong with me, I said, forget it, I thought I saw a monk. Well, I did see it!
Two years later, I was called to work at City Hall's Tourist Department located outside the same building in the first floor. One day, our supervisor told us to do a research on some interesting point in town. I asked him about the buildings history, he told me it used to be a Jesuit Church, and nearby was a cemetery. I asked him if he ever heard of any strange stories about the place. He did, and he experienced one. He said, he was alone one night, looking for something having to do with Ponce's Carnival. He saw a tall man with a black cape and hood on. Only touched his hand and it was cold. Why it did this? He does not know. Then he vanished.
One day a worker and I went to the second floor above the office. I opened the lock. I put the lock in a secured place. Then we went looking for some costumes. When we were done, the lock was not there. We were frightened. After a long time we found the lock. On a seat of a chair. We went fast. I had stomach pains because of the fright. I never went up there again.
Then I learned there were stories about this place where people have seen apparitions of monks, slaves and other people. SCARY!