hondarobot
10-25-2006, 12:29 AM
I was thinking of letting this rest until Halloween, but it was just too freaky and I can't wait any longer to post it (non-TS/porn/escort/sex related).
So I'm up on the second floor of the place I work at earlier today, grabbed a bottle of water out of a walk in cooler, and shut the door to the room behind me as I walked out. The building is pretty big, has odd little rooms and seperate bars all over the place, and long meandering hallways, basically a confusing maze until you get the hang of things. After closing the door and turning a hallway corner I hear something that makes me stop dead and do one of those wide eyed, slack jawed double takes.
Keep in mind I should be the only person on that entire floor right now. There's other people at work at the time, but nothing to explain this.
It was a little girls voice.
All she said were the words "Thank you."
Very child-like, innocent. . . and creepy as hell. The hair on my arms stood up, literally.
So I'm thinking, "what in the world is a little girl doing up here, who is she talking to? Did I just imagine that?", so I wait.
A few seconds pass, I can't hear anything but the fan on the walk-in cooler. OK, time to get downstairs and pretend that didn't just happen. I start to move. . .
The little girl again.
"Can you smile for me?"
Now I'm sweating. What a fuckin scary thing to say, and who the hell was she talking to? It's gotta be some relative of the owner, taking a tour of the building. . . but I know his family, no little girls of that age. I hear no other noise, again. No one walking around, no one answering the spooky voice, nothing.
Then it happens again.
"Now were gonna take your picture."
My Picture!!! What the hell does that mean! That's a line out of a damn horror movie. "Were gonna take your picture, hehehe. . ." and then the axe comes swinging around the corner.
Nothing much to do at this point. I accept my fate, fully expecting to walk into the show lounge, see the scariest fuckin thing in my life, and be left an imbecile forever. Or killed immediately. I walk into the room. . .
And there's our vending machine guy setting up one of those stupid picture taking booths. Apparently the thing talks as well. To make things worse he asks if I'll sit in the booth to get my picture taken while he's adjusting the thing. I say sure. The picture that came out looked exactly like a guy who just about saw a ghost. I should have saved it and posted it, it was pretty amusing.
So anyhoo, that's my halloween story, a week early. At least I hope so, I guess some other freaky incident could happen in the next few days, it wouldn't really surprise me.
:shock:
So I'm up on the second floor of the place I work at earlier today, grabbed a bottle of water out of a walk in cooler, and shut the door to the room behind me as I walked out. The building is pretty big, has odd little rooms and seperate bars all over the place, and long meandering hallways, basically a confusing maze until you get the hang of things. After closing the door and turning a hallway corner I hear something that makes me stop dead and do one of those wide eyed, slack jawed double takes.
Keep in mind I should be the only person on that entire floor right now. There's other people at work at the time, but nothing to explain this.
It was a little girls voice.
All she said were the words "Thank you."
Very child-like, innocent. . . and creepy as hell. The hair on my arms stood up, literally.
So I'm thinking, "what in the world is a little girl doing up here, who is she talking to? Did I just imagine that?", so I wait.
A few seconds pass, I can't hear anything but the fan on the walk-in cooler. OK, time to get downstairs and pretend that didn't just happen. I start to move. . .
The little girl again.
"Can you smile for me?"
Now I'm sweating. What a fuckin scary thing to say, and who the hell was she talking to? It's gotta be some relative of the owner, taking a tour of the building. . . but I know his family, no little girls of that age. I hear no other noise, again. No one walking around, no one answering the spooky voice, nothing.
Then it happens again.
"Now were gonna take your picture."
My Picture!!! What the hell does that mean! That's a line out of a damn horror movie. "Were gonna take your picture, hehehe. . ." and then the axe comes swinging around the corner.
Nothing much to do at this point. I accept my fate, fully expecting to walk into the show lounge, see the scariest fuckin thing in my life, and be left an imbecile forever. Or killed immediately. I walk into the room. . .
And there's our vending machine guy setting up one of those stupid picture taking booths. Apparently the thing talks as well. To make things worse he asks if I'll sit in the booth to get my picture taken while he's adjusting the thing. I say sure. The picture that came out looked exactly like a guy who just about saw a ghost. I should have saved it and posted it, it was pretty amusing.
So anyhoo, that's my halloween story, a week early. At least I hope so, I guess some other freaky incident could happen in the next few days, it wouldn't really surprise me.
:shock: