Speaker 1: It was creeping along in the air, moving back and
forth like a snake. And then I noticed after a while,
it wasn't going straight to the ceiling, it was going
off to the left.
Speaker 2: A night shift alone should be quiet, predictable, but in
a call center after midnight, one employee began seeing shadows move,
figures crawl, and something watching the dark. My name is
Edwin and here is beef. It's true scary story.
Speaker 1: When I was thirteen, we moved to an old nineteen
forties housing track in Hayward, California. And when we moved there,
it's just mainly a lot of older people there. They
were retired and it turned out it was the original
wife that owned the place, but it wasn't her husband.
It turned out that her husband was very abusive and
they think she killed him in the house. Also, I
found out later they had a son there too. We
found out from the neighbors actually that their son was
a delinquent and he was a delinquent and they used
to go around doing petty crimes. But nobody knows what
happened to the sun. The first, very first night we
moved in, I remember it was like eight thirty at
night and It was my parents, me and my sister
and my cousin had moved in with us too, and
we were sitting on the couch and my mom was
standing in the middle of the living room and this huge, huge,
like green orb it had to be big as a softball,
just flew from the dining area across the living room
in front of us and into the closet. We had
the Venetian blinds clothes. We were sitting on the couch.
The back of us was the actual window. We were
on the second story because the house has everything on
the top floor and at the bottom it's a double garage.
My mom was like, oh no, that wasn't nothing. It
was just the light. The light came through. We're like
two blocks from a major street, so that it was
eight thirty. Nobody was driving around and this orb just
comes through. After that, we had problems with the kitchen.
For some reason, they put carpeting in the kitchen anytime
starting in September until about March. When you go into
the kitchen, you always feel like someone follows you into
the kitchen. You always feel like someone's standing next to
you in the kitchen. You would walk into the kitchen
and on the other side of the frigerator would be
the sink. And if I'm washing dishes and he goes
out of the room to use the bathroom, and then
I'll hear him walk back in and stand behind me,
and I'll start talking to him and there's nobody there.
And I was very consistent. As the winter sets in
at night, it just gets creepier in the house. It's
just really disturbing. One of the main issues I had.
It happened to me twice. My mom used to work
in the evenings twice a week, and my dad used
to pick her up after work. So when it was
like nine o'clock, we had to go to bed, and
then my dad he would go around the house we have.
We used to live in a bad neighborhood, so we
always locked the doors. We checked them every night. So
I would be in bed, my sister would be in bed,
my cousin would be in his room next door, and
I would hear my dad because everything in the house
echoes for some weird reason, it just echoes. The houses
are made really weird over here, and they're all different,
and so he would always go to the other end
of the hallway and there was this little metal flap.
He would make sure the door was locked. He would
jiggle the handle and it was this metal flap he
would lift up. It was really flat and it was
connected to the a hinge and you would lift it
up and then place it flush against the door. You
could always hear it jiggle, and then you can hear
him walk into the kitchen and he would make sure
the patio door was locked. He always had the TV
turned off, so it's really quiet in the house. And
then he would leave the front door and he would
walk out and you had to close the door because
we live on a vault, so a lot of times
the ground shifts and the doors are kind of weird.
And so he would leave and he would do that
every Tuesday and Thursday and go pick up my mom
and then they would be back in like twenty thirty minutes.
One time when he left, about ten minutes later, I
hear the door just open and close. Well, it's not
normal for it to open and close because it has
that same little metal flap. So the metal flap, you
have to lift it up and then place it flush
against the door. I mean, if you wanted to, you
could break down the door, but you would have to
kick it, and you wouldn't been able to just turn
the knob open it and close it. So someone came
in that door, it just opened and closed. I could
hear it. And then I heard someone walk up the
stairs all the way to the top, open and close
the door, and I heard my dad put that flap down,
and then I heard the footsteps go down the hallway
to my room open the door. And then I started
holding the covers over my head because it was making
me really nervous because now the footsteps are in my
room and my bed at that time was facing the door,
and I heard the footsteps walk up to the head
of my bed where I was at my covers jerk off.
And then I woke up and it's the next morning.
I asked my sister she heard anything. She didn't. My
cousin didn't hear anything, And it just made me like
a nervous wreck for a while until I forgot about it.
And then a couple of years later it happened again.
My cousin had moved out of the house because he
was an adult. My sister moved into his room, and
I had that room by myself, and so my dad goes.
He does the same routine again, and he leaves to
go pick up my mom, and this time my sister
she has her friend spending the night in the room
next door, and it happened again. You hear the door
open over where the driveway is and close because there's
no TV on, there's nothing on the house echoes. You
hear the footsteps coming up each stairs, and then you
hear the door open and just close like they didn't
try to unlock it. They didn't have trouble pushing it
open because of the flap. And then you hear the footsteps.
It was like heavy footsteps, and you can hear them
go all the way to the end of the hallway.
I'm freaking out because I'm thinking of the last time
it happened. I'm gripping the blanket like I'm holding it
tight because they're not going to take the blanket off
of me. I'm just like freaking out. And I can
hear my door open and close, and I can hear
them walk because I'm on the other side of the
room now and walk up to the head they pull
off my blanket and then I wake up and it's
the next morning and then I go to my sister
and I asked her, you know, did you hear anything?
And before I can ask her that, she tells me
she hears the exact same thing. Her and her friend
are in the bedroom. They hear the bottom door open
and close, which they know is impossible because of how
it's locked. They hear the footsteps come up the stairway.
And then I had told her what happened to me,
and we had no idea what was going on. I
don't know if it's like Naketivy. I don't know if
it's from the sun, if he was dead and coming
back there, I don't know what was going on. We
had some other lighter stuff happen there where I was
in the living room by myself, and it was like
ten o'clock at night. A close friend of the family,
we lost touch with her and she died of cancer.
And that same night she died. In the middle of
the hallway, this weird like portal opened and these people
came out. It was like one person and a whole
bunch of other people and they just kind of looked
around the room and then they left. And then I
had more activity at night too. That night and I
was wondering if she came to visit to say her goodbyes.
I didn't know my very first dog we had. We
had for about ten years. The problem is he was
an aggressive dog. My sister's friend came over and we
told him don't touch him. After nine he touched him.
He got bit pretty bad by the dog, so we
had to put the dog down. The very next day,
after they put the dog down, his ghost was running
around the house. I could see. I don't know if
anybody else saw it. I didn't want to tell other people,
but you couldn't see us below his knees, but you
could see very detailed of his curly tail that curled,
and I would always see him run past me, and
I see the texture of his fur, his little triangle ears,
and then I would see him behind the couch looking
out the window and he would just be running past
me and doing his little favorite things. And I would
catch him every once in a while. And then after
about a week he disappeared because I think he didn't
know he died because they had put him down, and
I think his spirit just came back and it just
took a while for him to realize that he wasn't
there anymore. One Thanksgiving, This was probably like fifteen years ago.
Usually the family comes from all over the Bay area
and they go visit. We go to Thanksgiving to my
uncle's house because he has a bigger house up in
the hills, and so we go and we have dinner there.
My grandmother and my cousin and his wife are the
only ones that lived three hours away out in the valley.
My cousin this time, he was going to spend Thanksgiving
with his wife's family, and so he dropped her off
at my uncle's house. But she needed someone to drive
her home after Thanksgiving. So my sister was like, oh,
I'll take you home Thanksgiving ended. I got home probably
around like eight thirty. I lived in a little duplex,
so it was like a big house in front, and
he had these little tiny houses and they are connected
by garages. The place was always really stuffy, and I
was in the back, so I would turn on the
porch light. And in the living room, my couch is
right against the main window that you can look out
into the property, and so I would always open it
a little bit so my cats could run in and out,
and then against the wall to the left was the television,
so I turned on the television. I fell asleep, and
then I just suddenly woke up and just like a
couple of feet of me, it's a door. I have
the door open. I have that little thing that classed
the screen door open just like a couple of inches
so the cats can just wipe it and come in.
And I suddenly wake up and it's like the cable
box underneath my television says ten thirty. And I look
and I see this this thing that's like five foot tall.
But it's not a shadow person, but it's made out
of static, and it's just all static. You kind of
can tell where the head is because it's smaller at
that part, but it's like an outline of a person,
but it's just static, like if you were watching TV.
It was just static. And it just stepped through my
screen door because it was only open like maybe an inch.
It just stepped through my screen door and it just stopped,
and I felt like it was just looking through the house,
and a house so small. It was just a living room,
a kitchen, and then it had two really tiny bedrooms,
and it just where its head was moving and it
was looking around I tried to keep my eyes closed
as much as I could because I didn't want it
to know I was awake. I didn't know what it was.
And then it just stepped back out of my screen door,
went through my screen door and left, and I just
kind of freaked out, and I was like, Okay, I'm
not I'm not going to get up where I'm visits there.
It's going to jump me or something if I go
near the door. So it took me about twenty minutes,
and then I got up and I closed the door.
The next day, I ended up talking to my sister
and I asked her how was the drive because it's
like a two and a half hour drive to take
my grandmother home. And then she was in the night
and then come back and she said she had the
worst nightmares ever, so every time she would go to sleep.
Because my grandmother's house is actually my great grandparents' house.
The area used to be farming community, but it's like
an old community, old house neighborhood. They were the first
ones to live there back in probably nineteen fifties or earlier.
The house never fell haunted. It just has like a
little living room, two bedrooms, a little dining area and kitchen.
It was really nice. My great grandparents had died there,
but it was never creepy there. And my sister said
she slept in my great grandfather's room. She said, every
time she would close her eyes and go to sleep,
this demon would get on her and just started choking her.
Was sitting on her and just choking her where she
couldn't breathe, and she would wake up gagging, and she
would just try to calm herself down, and it happened
a couple of times where it wasn't stopping, so she
just got out of the room, and then she went
and slept with my grandmother. And I said, well, what
time did all this happen, and she said around like
ten thirty. And I was like, well, that's when I
saw that static thing come in because we used to
be roommates. We used to live together at that duplex.
She had moved out, probably like a year or two before,
and she was staying at another one of the other duplexes.
And I don't know if it was something that was
looking for her and it knew it. She used to
live with me and was looking for and she wasn't
at her place, so I went to see if it
was at my place and then ended up at my
grandmother's place. I didn't get to talk to my grandmother
until Christmas because this was after Thanksgiving, and I spoke
with her and she had horrible nightmares that night too
of something trying to ch ocur. But once my sister
was in the bed, it was fine. I know, sometimes
you can pick up if you have like people that
aren't nice, sometimes you can pick up bad stuff from them.
That's what I assumed maybe had happened. But it was
weird that my grandmother two and a half hours away
and my sister's two and a half hours away. They
actually they didn't see it as a static thing, but
it's weird that something happened to them that same night,
that something was very kind of violent towards them. I
had some weird dreams too at that house, where I
had a really, really vivid dream that I woke up
on a slab stone slab and I was held down
by a whole bunch of people in cloaks, and someone
took a giant knife that you would chop like vegetables
with and I could fill it, stab me in the
chest and go through my worbcage and hit nick one
of my bones and go into my heart. And it
was like really really painful because they made it go
between my rib cage and it only nicked one part
of the rib cage and it went into the heart.
And when I woke up the next morning, because I
had to be like sixteen at the time, I had
like really bad chest pain and I didn't do anything
that caused me to get hurt. But it was just
weird that I had that pain, lingering pain for like
a week or so after, and I knew that it
nicked part of one of my rib cages and that's
why it hurt so bad. On top of it, but
I had like weird dreams and we had different stuff
in the closet, and I think about it now, I'm like, well,
we do live on a fault, so I don't know
if it's something to do with living on faults, earthquake
faults with the ground changing and maybe something coming from that,
I don't know, or if it's something already there because
of that man. It's hearsay, but a lot of the
neighbors did believe that the wife couldn't take it anymore,
and they really think she killed him, So I don't
know if it's something to do with him in the
house and then that sun disappeared, I don't know. Ten
years ago, I worked at a call center in downtown Oakland.
I worked the night shift, and a lot of creepy,
strange things went on in the office at night. I
started working there during the day shift, and then when
the night shift opened up, I started working the night shift.
You get paid more, you get to actually talk to
less people at night, and I really enjoyed that. It
would start from eleven pm to seven in the morning.
Everybody would leave the office when you come in at
eleven o'clock at night, and I'd have one lady with
me that she would stay with me until one and
then she would go home for the night. I always
thought I would see things at the corner of my eyes,
like they were always like a light brown shadow person.
You would just kind of at the corner the eye.
You would see a person standing there would be kind
of three D, but it would just be an outline
of a person. And I thought I'd just watched too
many horror pictures and I just dismissed it until one
night I was working with a lady who stayed with
me until one am. We were chatting in between calls
and was around midnight. She asked me how I liked
my shift, and I told her it was fine, there
was nothing wrong with it, and she told me that
she couldn't work the night shift. She asked me if
I saw the man that drags himself across the carpet. Basically,
there's this gray shadow person that's on his stomach and
you could see him reach his arm up above his
head towards the floor and just drags himself across the floor.
And I would see him actually a couple of times
a week, and I found it kind of disturbing, and
I was very upset that she actually saw it too.
When she told me she saw it, I said I
saw it too, and we just never spoke of it again.
It was just really creepy with that specific sh shattle person.
He would actually move around a lot more when the atmosphere,
at least five times a month would actually get really
really heavy, and during that time in that office, you
would see a lot more shadow people. At night. It
felt like you were in a room with like fifty people,
but there was nobody there. But yourself. On those days
where it was really heavy, heavy atmosphere, anytime you would
turn around, you would just see multiple shadow figures anywhere
from like a child's age to adult age, so like
I would say three or foot foot tall to probably
about five foot tall. You would see several of them,
just clustered different areas. And then that's when the man
who drags himself, that's when he actually he moves a lot.
He's quick, and you could see him going at the
corner of your eye, going in and out of the cubicles.
One evening, I actually saw him at the corner of
my eye coming around my desk, dragging himself towards me,
and I threw my feet up on my chair and
I almost freaked out. I didn't put my feet down
the whole time unless I had to get up and
use the bathroom or get my lunch, and I put
my feet down once the next shift came in. I
don't know what was up with that, but it was
just when the atmosphere's really thick there, not only do
you see like the gray brown shadow people, you see
these weird little blobs all over the floor. I've never
heard of this before. I don't know why I saw it.
I'm not a medium, I'm not a psychic. I just
worked the night shift, and it would be these little
blobs that are about somewhere big as like a super ball,
and others were big at about a softball, and they
were just all over the ground and it was just
shadow people and these little blobs, and you had the
guy dragging himself across the floor. It was really weird.
And sometimes it would go on two nights in a row,
but it would happen at least five times a month.
It was no ever any certain days that it would happen.
It would just occur when I would come into work.
I get migraines, and I had a bad migraine coming on,
and so I took some tile and all. I always
keep the lights on. I never turned off the lights.
It's way too creepy to be in there by myself
with the lights off. So during my break, I turned
off the lights. I put my feet up in the chair,
leaning my head back. I had my back of my
head against the back of the the office chair and
it was facing up towards the frelescient lights. So I
had like this orange glow and my eyes with my
eyes closed. Right after I closed my eyes, like a
couple of minutes later, I see like three women's faces
looking down on me. One is to the right of me,
one is to the left, and then the third one
would have had to stand in my lap, and they
were like a foot above my head and they were
just looking down at me. All I could make out was,
I know, their hair was done up like I would say,
like eighteen hundreds nineteen hundreds, where women would do their
hair up with combs and stuff. And I couldn't get
a clear look at them, just you know, eyes, nose, lips,
feminine face. And then I opened my eyes and they
were gone. And I found it weird because when I
saw them, they were the same colors of f relescient
light coming in from the lights above. It was making
them this like orange kind of tone. It was very strange.
But my head, when I get bad migraines, I have
to close my eyes. I have to take a little nap.
I was taking a break otherwise I get sick. And
so I decided to close my eyes again and just
lean back and hoping it would like help decide the migraine.
So I said, well, I'm just going to close my
eyes again. I'm going to try to just rest a
little bit and maybe it'll help calm down the migraine.
And then as soon as I closed my eyes, I
leaned my head back against the chair. The three women's
faces were like inches from my face. It was the
one woman on the left and the right looking down
just straight at me. The third one again looked like
she would have been on my lap, and they were
just staring at me. And I just opened my eyes
really really quick because it was really real, really vivid,
but I couldn't focus in on their face. I just
knew that their hair was done up, and it was
just really weird that those three women were looking down
at me. Maybe about a year later or two, we
moved into a bigger office across on the other side
of the floor we were on, and it was really
nice and I never saw anything there at night. After
a year or so, my management decided that we should
work from home. The problem was majority of the staff
was able to work from home, but me and a
few other people were not, So they moved across town
to a building that actually had smaller offices than what
we had before. We were downtown Oakland by Lake Merritt,
and then they moved more towards the downtown area closer
to jack London. With this building, I did like it
a lot more because they had a lot of security,
so you always had security at the bottom of the building,
and then you always had a key fob to get
into the building, keyfob to get into the elevator and
go to only your floor. There was two walls of
the office that were just pure glass, and during the
day it looked like it would have been a beautiful
sight to see, like the downtown area, you could see
the bay. But at night, because it's dark outside and
light in the office, it actually turns the giant windows
into actually mirrors, and I was very uncomfortable with that.
And they had a series of Venetian blinds going across
both of the walls, and so my co workers always
had the Venetian blinds up, so I always had to
go and take them and release them down and close
them because I felt really uncomfortable working in the middle
of the night and then looking up and seeing just
a wall of mirrors looking at myself, and I always
felt like something would be looking back at me if
I look up during the night. So where the two
windows met at the corner of the office, there's this
support beam for the building itself, and it was weird
because it took up a lot of the corner. And
so I was just next to this big support beam
and then the glass windows went around it, and then
the glass windows. They were probably about six inches gap
between the support beam and the glass window. And for
some reason I just did not like that area, which
was weird. I just felt uncomfortable with it. One night,
I got another migraine. I'm just prone to those, and
so I took some tail and all good thing about
this office was they had two sets of lights that
you could turn on, so I can turn off one,
and I still had for the room lit up. I
turned off half of the lights, put all my timers
so I can take my break, took some tailand awe,
and then just leaned back in the chair, had my
head resting on the back of the chair, and then
I had put my feet up and I closed my
eyes and I actually kind of fell asleep. Then I
woke up. Suddenly I'm just looking straight up at the
ceiling and I see dark smoke above me. Not like
if you were smoking cigarettes, it would be clear. It
was really dark. It was black with a whole bunch
of shades of gray in it, and it was floating
up from my face up to the ceiling. And because
the smoke was so dark, I thought it was you know,
it looked like maybe you were burning like plastics or
chemicals or something. Because the smoke was so dark, I
looked around the office and nothing was on fire. It
couldn't smell anything. And I just stared at it. I
just looked around the room, put my head back, and
I was just looking at it. And it was really
weird because as it got higher in the air towards
the cilling, it didn't dissipate. Usually smoke goes upward, it's
thicker when it comes out, and then it kind of dissipates.
And then with this, it just went up and it
just stayed this shape. It looked like a like it
was four foot long, maybe a half a foot to
a foot wide, and it was moving like a solid
like it was an enity, a solid snake or something.
And when it moved, it kind of curved back and
forth like a snake. But it was really choppy. It
was really weird. It was creeping along in the air,
and then I noticed after a while, it wasn't going
straight to the celling. It was going off to the left.
As it was going to the left, it was heading
to the ceiling right in between where the glass windows
met the beam, And so I just watched it. It
must have lasted like thirty seconds. It was just really
slow and jerky, and it just was moving like a
snake through the air, and it was just going off
to the left, and then the front part of it
touched the ciling in between the part where the glass
and the support beam was and it just slowly wiggled
into it and disappeared. I don't know what I went
on with that. I know at that time when we
were in that office, a lot of the employees were
They seemed matter for some reason, and they got upset
very easily. I know we worked with the public, but
I don't know. It was strange. It just people had
a different They seemed upset. At that time. I took
another nap when I had a migraine and I couldn't
wake up, but I heard someone come open the door
and come into the office, walk around the room and
leave the problem was when I finally woke up, I
was asleep for maybe a couple of minutes. The door
was left Ajar and I always locked the door. I
have a key. Once people leave, I lock the door.
When I go to the bathroom and I go get
by munch, I lock the door. I'm just like that.
And it was weird that something came into the office
and walked around the room and then left. I don't
remember everything that happened, but I remember it came into
the room and then it left. Now it could have
been a security guard, but normally the security guards don't
come up during the night shift because they have just
the person who actually works at the entrance level that's
locked and they have one security guard there. They do
have other security guards around the property, but they don't
go through the floors like that. And you have to
have a key fob per floor, whoever you where you
work at, especially after the building closes, you have to
have a key fob to get into the building and
go directly to your floor. I'm not sure what happened
there After about a year, we moved to a smaller
office because more people were able to work from home.
But I still wasn't. This office was actually behind the elevators.
There's actually two hallways behind the elevators, and we were
the second farthest. And it's so weird how you go
into different parts of this floor. You just get the
weirdest feelings just being there. With this office. It didn't
have a nice view, but it did have a window
that one of the desk words out, but it wasn't mine.
My computer was placed right next to the entrance of
the office. I didn't have any bad feelings about the
office in general. It was just the hallway was really creepy.
They had lights since their hallway, so you had to
go in the hallway and really move to get the
lights going because otherwise it was very dale in there. Also,
the hallways were really long, and I really did not
like to look down the hallways. Like if I left
the office to go get my lunch or something, I
don't look down the hallways. Another thing is the doors
that the office doors were of solid wood, and then
they had this really dense glass in the middle of
it that went from the bottom to the top, and
you could just see shadows if someone walked by, and
I felt really uncomfortable with that because I was right
next to it, and I felt like something could watch me.
For some reason, the atmosphere. I never liked being out
there after two thirty at night in that part of
the floor. It was just really uncomfortable. So I always
made sure I took my lunch by like one thirty
at night, two of the latest, and then I would
get back in the office and I wouldn't leave the
office until I took another break, probably like five o'clock
in the morning to use the bathroom. But it was
just kind of a creepy hallway. One night, I had
a series of just really really really long calls. I
lost track of time, and it was already two thirty
in the morning. I haven't taken my lunch yet, and
I had to use the bathroom really bad. I would
rushed out of the office, close the door. I always
make sure it's locked. I look down the hallway when
I step out of the door to the right or left,
because the hallways are really long and I'm scared I'm
going to see somebody, so I always look at the
wall ahead of me. And so in between the offices
there's always these huge like sixteen by twenty paintings in
class frames, and so I would always count. I stick
at the picture and then I would count three doors down,
going down the hallway to the left, and then once
you hit to the third office, that's where the two
hallways merge into one. And so what you do is
you make a sharp write and then a sharp left,
and then you can get to the bathroom, and then
you can go down another hallway and you'll be at
the reception desk, and then you can go to the
break room. And so that one night at two thirty,
I go down the hallway, go down three office doors,
I make a sharp right, and then I just stop
in my tracks. There is these huge, huge black circles.
There was about five of them placed in between where
I had to make a sharp left to the bathroom hallway.
In between that hallway and that second hallway that I
turned around to, it was like these huge black circles.
Like if you were out and it was at the
heat of the day in the afternoon, the sun is
coming down and it's directly over your head and comes
down and you would have this black, you know, really
dark circle around your feet. And that's what I saw.
I sound five big black circles. It looks like if
an adult was standing in the peak time of sun
in the afternoon. It was just these huge blast circles.
They had to be three maybe three feet or more
in diameter, and they were just spaced out like there
was like five people standing there, and the atmosphere was
really really heavy, very heavy. The problem with the black
circles is the carpeting that they had in the hallway
was actually light brown and gray, so there was no
black in the pattern of the squares that made the carpet,
and so in my head, I just say, Okay, someone
spilled something. I'm going to go past this. I'm going
to go to the bathroom because I really have to go,
and I're goen to come out and it's going to
be gone. So instead of to get by, I actually
just tried not to step in the circles because I
felt I shouldn't do that. I felt very uncomfortable because
I don't even know why they were there. So I
found little spaces in between, and I walked in between
the circles, ran over to the bathroom, and then when
I came out of the bathroom, the circles were still there,
and Okay, I said, I'm going to go down this
other opposite hallway. I'm going to get my lunch and
we're gonna come back, and the circles were going to
be gone. So I get my lunch fix. Everything takes
probably like five or ten minutes. Come back. The circles
are still there. So I tell myself, well, yeah, well
someone must have had like a pull ladder and I
spilled everything on the floor. Yeah, that's probably what happened.
And so I just walk in between the circles, rushed
back to my office and lock the door. I don't
want to come out of the office, but I have to.
And I stayed in there until about five in the morning,
and then I had to force myself to come out
because I really didn't want to come out because of
those circles being there. It was just and the atmosphere
and everything was just so thick. It was really creepy,
and so I as soon as I walk out of
the office, I locked my door and I walk off
to the left. The airfell is really really, really really light.
After that point, it just felt like you were like
a balloon and you were floating like that heaviness was
completely gone, and it was just weird. It was just
like because that heaviness was there before. It was just
this huge distinction of coming out of the office into
that hallway and then turning into that little area where
you go down three offices and then you make a right,
and the circles were just gone. It was just it
was crazy. It was just like they were all five
of those giant circles, all pitch black, were just gone.
And the atmosphere was just like I felt like I
could just float. It was just so nice. Then there
was a third office we moved into that was a
little bit smaller, the third office. It was on the
hallway actually from the kitchen, I could just go straight
when I got off the elevator, i'd be at the
reception desk, and if you went to the left and
behind a little break areas, there's a kitchen and another hallway.
That office was nice. That office. I had no problems
with the door. They put me near the door again.
When I came out of the office, though, to the
right was a start of a little five to ten
foot hallway and then you would go left and then
it would be another long, like thirty foot hallway, and
there was just a couple of offices there, and I
still have a issue where I don't look down hallways.
I just don't. I don't want to see whatever I
might see. One night, I always always take my lunch
at one thirty. So one thirty, I go to the door.
I step out of the office, and to my left
is a wall and it heads a painting in the
glass frame, and to my right there's the base of
the hallway started the hallway. Usually, I locked the door
and I turned towards the wall. And as I locked
the door and start turning towards the wall, I feel
someone staring at me, really intensely staring at me, like
they're just like in the beginning hallway of next to me.
And so instead of looking in that direction, I look
in the glass frame of a painting and I see
a gray figure, probably about five foot two five foot three.
She had shoulder length hair. That's all I can The
only detail I had was she was extremely extremely wet.
Her hair was down to her shoulders and there was
just she was just dripping with water. I got the
fill of that, but all I saw was a gray person,
but I could feel that she was just soaking wet
like she just came out of the bay, came out
of the water, and she was just standing there. I
know it was a she, and I just kept looking
at the reflection because there was a little reflection in
the glass that I was looking at, and I had
my back tour and I had just locked the door,
and I was looking into that picture frame. I blinked.
She was still there, and it must have been about
thirty seconds, and then she was just calm. And the
funny thing was with this incident, I never felt really
scared like the other times. The other times they were
just really creepy, but this time I felt like she
was just there wondering why I was there, because I
was the only person that worked the night shift on
that entire floor maybe the building, besides the security people.
So I felt like she came by to see who
I was, what I was doing, and then she just left,
and then I just went fixed my blunch, went to
the bathroom, and went back to the office. That was
the last thing I had that happened to me in
that building before I started working from home. It was interesting.
It's so strange to see just being in different sides
of a floor or hallways and the different things that
you you could see, and it could be like really
pleasant in one area and then just really creepy the
next area. I don't know. It's an old Oakland's a
really old city. You got a lot of different things
that happened throughout the dred couple hundred years, and then
plus you have the nineteen oh six earthquake where they
had a lot of fires and people died. It may
not exp all the stuff that was happening, but it's
a rich city and it had a lot of people
that lived there and died. So I can't say what
specifically was from, but I would assume there would be
a lot of ghosts there.
Speaker 3: What did you think of these stories? Imagine working in
the night shift, and I'm always amazed by you guys
who can work in the night shift and listen to
true scary stories at the same time.
Speaker 2: I don't know how you do it.
Speaker 3: Anyway, Sonia Jose and several dms have come in asking
about the Spanish version of this show of true scary story.
That podcast is called de roor Historias Trealis, which is
true Stories of Terror.
Speaker 2: I guess, and the show is still active.
Speaker 3: I know the questions were coming in about that, but
we're still waiting on more stories. So what I do
is I wait for a couple of stories to come in,
then I edit them and publish them. But we haven't
received a lot, and I feel like people get scared
right when and they're supposed to call, like as in
we schedule a phone call, we get ghosted, you know,
right at that point. But I need your help here.
If you know someone who has a story to share,
have them email me. We're gonna find another way to
share it in case they don't want a phone call,
because you just want to send a voicemail.
Speaker 2: We can try that.
Speaker 3: Even those voice notes through whatsapped, we can't even try that, Like,
we just need to get more stories in. And I
feel like it might be a little intimidating to actually
set up a time call and then you know, have
that story set out, Like I think it's that, or
it might be the permission slip, you know, the permission
form that says, hey, yeah, you're allowed to use my
voice and the recording and everything.
Speaker 2: But it does scare some people up.
Speaker 3: But you can also reach out to me, like in
my Instagram account is edwind Cove e d w I nCoV.
Speaker 2: You can DM me there.
Speaker 3: It lands on the other inbox in case we're not
following each other, but I get to them. I review
that you know that other inbox every once in a while,
and I will be keeping an eye out for these
kinds of stories. Remember, we're looking for personal paranormal stories
in Spanish, but also we're all.
Speaker 2: Taking stories for this show True Scary Story.
Speaker 3: You can go to true scarystory dot com, fill out
the form, and you know if you think your story
is too short, that is okay, that's perfect.
Speaker 2: We're actually coming up with a way.
Speaker 3: To put them together into kind of a compilation style episode.
Speaker 2: So all you have to do is send it in
and we'll find a way to publish it.
Speaker 3: We did get a couple of reviews on Apple Podcasts.
Thank you so much for these. We have one from
let Me See It comes from Shasta five five five seven.
Recently found this podcast and I love it so far.
Just listen to the Smiling Man episode. Wow, I was enthralled.
Keep them coming. Thank you so much for this Shasta.
Turns out that story The Smiling Man from the Woods
is still our top episode of last year and kind
of it's approaching of all time. It might be already
the most downloaded episode of all time that we have.
Speaker 2: The Smiling Man from the Woods really eerie.
Speaker 3: I've listened to it multiple times and I always always
listen to I always think I'm just gonna listen to
the first part, but no end up listening all the
way through. It's really long, but it's a cool, cool episode.
Another one for Mirage Finn says good Scary Stuff. Says
good scary stories, good stuff, short and simple.
Speaker 2: Love it.
Speaker 3: Thank you so much for that review. We have another one.
This one's from Lorimer Black says the best. Not only
is this the best true paranormal story podcast, I would
argue that it's the only good one. No obnoxious host,
thank you, no rambling incoherent stories, no one trying desperately
to get their fifteen minutes of podcast fame, nothing too
over the top, just very believable stories told in play
language by average people. Love it and I appreciate that. Lourmer,
thank you so much for this review. If you want
to leave me a review on Apple podcast, i'd be
I always get super excited when I get them and
I go through them, so thank you so much for this,
but yeah, actually, in that last review, this is exactly
the point of true scary story.
Speaker 2: We share stories of people like regular people like.
Speaker 3: You and me, who just want to share their experiences
and then have the rest of us hear them out.
It's actually one of the main reasons why we get
more stories is when people hear something that they can
relate to, they say, hey, I can tell my story too,
And that's the whole point of this. We don't try
to like overdo it, we don't try to make things
up or like you know, any of that stuff. We
just get the stories as they happen, as they experienced it.
Speaker 2: That's the whole point of this. So I appreciate that
it's coming through that way. So really cool.
Speaker 3: This episode was edited and sound designed the Sarah Vorhez
Wendel a VW sound with additional production by Bianca Chavez,
Sofia Petes, and Edwin Korujes.
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