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Now - I don’t know about you, but I’ve actually been a night shift worker.
Fresh out of University, the first job I could get - and let me tell you, there’s something
terrifying about being the only person awake on the opposite side of life.
You almost feel like you’re the only person on the planet in that point.
It’s isolation, with nothing but your own mind to keep you company - that can wander,
and strike fear from even the most harmless of places.
Kicking off at Number 5 - we have the aptly named, Car Dealership.
This story comes from Reddit user 3rdiopentoo, who was a car salesperson at the time who
worked into the evening shifts.
Things were winding down, and they’d just finalised a deal with a couple purchasing
a car.
As they were showing them through the car and its control, out on the street of the
dealership, a homeless person walked up to the group with a beer in one hand - and a
grimy plastic bag in the other.
He muttered, “look at this” to them - and opened up the bag.
The wife screamed, and her husband yelled for him to get away or he’ll call the cops.
Well, the guy wasn’t phased - and he quickly replied, call them - they’ve got to see
this.
Right there and then - the homeless guy reaches into the bag, and pulls out - a severed head.
He then calmly placed it on the steps leading up the dealership, claiming to have found
the head and felt like people needed to see it.
He explained that he planned on cleaning it up, and using it as a candle holder.
Well, of course - they called 911 - and, to cut a long story short, it turned out that
the homeless guys dog had discovered a semi-mass grave out in the woods - and retrieved something
a little bit more gruesome than a mere bone.
Coming in at Number 4 - Anti-Christ.
This story comes from a ferociously named reddit user, Gentleman_Basterd, who tells
the story of a time he worked the graveyard shift at a mental health facility.
He begins by explaining that because some of their patients are in danger of hurting
themselves or others - it’s down to him to check on them every fifteen minutes or
so.
He’d open the door, shine a light on their beds - and make sure that generally, his patients
are still breathing.
It was the weekend - and on this particular occasion, he had two patients suffering from
a schizoaffective disorder - and had to put the both of them in the same room.
Strangely enough, both patients had been claiming to be Jesus - and our narrator was curious
to see how it would play out.
It’s 3 AM - and our narrator is doing his rounds, when he opens the door and finds one
of the guys crouching on the floor in a gorilla stance.
He shines his light on him.
No response.
He asks, hey buddy, you okay?
No response.
He continues to stare, unblinkingly - no movements.
Just as he steps inside, the other patient - his roommate, who had been hiding behind
the door, jumps on our narrators back and starts choking him out.
In a panic, he shifts his weight and uses the momentum to toss him off, rolling across
the floor.
Turned out - both patients, who figured themselves Jesus - marked our narrator as the Antichrist
and conspired together to kill him.
The scary part wasn’t the attack itself - but the coordination behind the whole thing,
and the unknown fear of two - unstable minds.
Next up at Number 3 - the Bouncer.
This is a great story from reddit user, TastyDuck, who used to be a bouncer at several different
areas in downtown Toronto.
He enjoyed working the patio area, despite not being a smoker - but it was outdoors and
he could chat to people.
One club that he worked in was super cheap - and the patio was more of a chain-link fence
with a gap in it, which people would try and sneak in through.
Well, on this particular night - TastyDuck felt lazy, so he stood in the opening with
his back to street.
All of a sudden, he felt someone approach from behind.
It wasn’t unusual, people tried to blag their way in all the time - but our narrator
was having none of it.
He puffed himself up, determined to ignore him.
Well - this went on for about 10 minutes, and all of a sudden, our narrator was getting
a bit creeped out - because he could still feel the guy standing behind him, without
saying or doing anything at all.
He turned around - curious as to what would meet him - and he stopped.
The guy was taller than him, maybe 6’4 - and very well dressed.
He was also, covered head to toe in blood.
His own blood?
Or someone else's.
Well - TastyDuck never found out, because the police were shortly called - but even
though he was arrested and forced into the back of a police car, he never took his eyes
from him.
Coming in at Number 2 - Fort Leonard Wood.
Our next story is yet again a tale from the Military - spooky stuff always happens there.
This particular story comes from jack11058, who did his basic military training while
at Fort Leonard Wood in Missouri.
Now these barracks were pretty old, dating back to around the 1950s or 60s - and every
night, a number of recruits were assigned onto fire guard duty - essentially a monotonous
night shift that involved mopping the floors and trying to stay awake until the next soldier
came on duty.
In the hallway where most of the mopping took place, there were an old set of speakers that
the drill sergeants would make their announcements through - and occasionally yell at a sleeping
recruit to wake them up on guard duty.
One night - our narrator was starting to nod off, sitting on a chair - trying to stay awake,
when the speakers crackled, and he heard a soft, strange voice.
Barely a whisper.
It was a woman's voice.
Private, get everyone outside.
Right now.
The hum of the speaker remained open.
Private, everyone outside.
Right now.
He didn’t know if it was sleep deprivation, or the drill sergeants playing a prank - so
he made his way down the hall to see if the other guard duty had heard anything.
Nothing.
Not a thing.
Well - our recruit buried it in the back of his mind, until a few weeks later, when him
and a few of the staff were telling ghost stories around a fire.
An old drill officer, told the story of the first female drill sergeant on camp - sometime
in the 70s or 80s - who had faced a lot of pressure and harassment.
It was unrelenting, harsh, and she couldn’t take it anymore - and so hung herself from
some exposed water pipes in the barracks.
Those pipes?
Well - years later they’d plastered over them, hiding them from view.
It was there that they mounted a set of speakers, exactly where she took her own life.
And at our final spot - coming in at Number 1 - The Banshee.
I’ve worked as a bartender on and off for many years, and let me tell you - you see
some creepy people from behind a bar.
Not as creepy as this story, though - from reddit user and bartender DopeYeti - great
name.
It was around 2 AM, and the bar was shutting down - when a seemingly homeless woman made
her way into the bar.
Working in a city, our narrator was used to vagrants and strays making their way inside
out of hours - so his manager yelled to her, hey sorry we’re closing up, we won’t be
able to serve you - you’ll have to leave.
She kept walking.
Slowly and silently towards the bar, staring straight ahead with a blank face.
As she got closer, he realised she looked particularly unusual.
Her skin was grey - like no colour he’d ever seen in his life.
It wasn’t dirty or tanned, it was incredibly light grey, tight and with no wrinkles.
She also had a tattoo of four, strange lines on her face, that all started at one point
in the center of her chin, then continued down her neck in a ray-like pattern.
Also, in an almost unnerving fashion - she was completely barefoot.
Ignoring the shouts from the manager, the woman pulled up a chair at the bar - and turned
her head slowly towards our narrator.
Locking eyes, she said to him, I like you.
The bouncer eventually made his way to the woman, and put his hands on her to eject her
- when she broke out into an extremely loud, high pitched, manic scream.
It was a scream straight out of a horror movie.
Even creepier - the whole time she was screaming, she was looking at our narrator dead in the
eye, unblinking and unmoving.
Well - what do you guys think?
Was she just strangely strange?
Or was she something more, something paranormal - a banshee?
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