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April 2001
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Ghost in
the Factory
by Becky B.
Several years ago, our plant (factory) made a move to a newly built site. After getting our plant settled into the new building, business went on as usual. We worked our eight- to 12-hour shifts as usual, depending upon work load. With the increase with production, they brought in a machine that made all kinds of racket while working. During our routine in the middle of day, I heard a voice call out my name. It sounded exactly like my boss's voice. I turned to inquire what he wanted, but would find him about 20 feet away. I brushed it off as my imagination. This occurrence happened again and again. I was beginning to think he had the gift to throw his voice over, and then pretend he was just minding his own business. It happened again, and as I turned around to locate my boss, he was clear across the plant. I was determined to figure out what it was that made a noise that I could have easily mistaken my boss calling out my name. The machine I mentioned made a lot of noise. I kept working, but focused on the noise that the machine was making. As the air escaped from the machine it did make a sound that was similar to what I was hearing. I laughed it off and came to the conclusion that my mind was manipulating the noise from the machine to make it sound like my boss is calling my name.
During one of our lunch hours, I mentioned this occurrence to my coworkers. Expecting they would laugh about it as I did, their eyes grew big with surprise. They told me that they were experiencing the same thing. As they were telling me this, I came to the conclusion that their minds were playing tricks on them as well - until one of my coworkers said that she was standing by another coworker, and they both heard her name being called while nobody was around. The ladies complained that they would hear a male voice calling their names in the restroom. Since they heard it, they were afraid to go back. I personally never heard it myself while using the restroom. All of the coworkers said they heard a male voice.
We went back to work, and I asked another coworker if she experienced anything similar to what I have. She indeed confirmed it and she also mentioned that the voice sounded like our boss. I told my boss about it, but he was a skeptic and blamed it on the machine like I did.
Time went on and the conversation died out about our similar experiences and not an incident happened for days. While working, it was 100 degrees outside. Our doors were opened so that shipping and receiving could send their packages or receive them. Working as usual, I was stopped by the feeling of a chilling breeze brush against my ear. I turned around ready to knock somebody flat and nobody was there. Immediately, I suspected it was the perverted entity. However, I had better things to do and to make sure production was on schedule rather than bother with an entity. Again after break that day, I felt a freezing cold finger brush against the back of my neck. I turned around ready to knee someone, but nobody was there again. I went to the other managers and told them what I was experiencing. They shook their head with understanding because they were experiencing strange situations themselves.
The next day, one of the ladies in upper management came to me and asked if I heard what happened to my boss, the skeptic, last night. I acknowledged to her that I didn't. It turned out he had to work late the other night. He was busy in the office and everybody had taken off to go home a few hours earlier. As he was finishing his work, he heard someone out in the factory yell out his name. He went out to the factory and found nobody there. Assuming a friend was calling him or looking for him, he searched outside and inside for the person. He locked all doors and proceeded to work. Again he heard the same male voice calling his name from the factory. Irritated he went out again into the factory and found nobody. From right then and there, he was spooked. The entity made him a believer.
We don't understand the haunt. The building was new. The only thing we can guess is that the plant was built where an onion field used to be. We can only guess there may have been a tragedy.
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