[–] bagheeratheblackcat
Excuse the formatting, on my cell. When I was in my undergrad I was volunteering at a old mansion that was staged as a museum. It was a typical old creepy house, complete with taxidermy and secret passages. There were tonnes of rumours that the place was haunted. The one that we always told guests in tours was about a young soldier that was on leave. The soldier was in town courting one of the daughters. The family had a fancy gathering, because thats what rich people did in the 19th century, and it was noticed that the young soldier had gone missing. The maid reported that he walked in the backdoor of the kitchen, stared at her and then disappeared. She reported the time she saw the soldier was approximately 10:45pm. The soldier was not seen again that evening. His body was unfortunately found in the river that bordered the property the next morning, and his pocket watch had stopped at 10:45pm. Back to my experience, I was giving a tour and in the middle of telling the soldiers tale, the door in the kitchen opened and the sound of heavy boot steps echoed loudly because of the old wooden floors. Of course the guests all thought it was staged to make them scared. However it was not staged at all. I noped out of there quite quickly after that.
[–] Wolfxskull
I work at a haunted farm. I’m a psycho clown who wields a chaimsaw and I jump out and chase people out the door at the end of the haunted house. One of the funniest things I’ve seen was when three girls came through and I did my scary thing and chased them towards the door and the girls all just put there heads down and charged the door completely missed the panic bar to open the door and all three of them collided head first into the door and fell into a heap of terror on the ground. Luckily they were young and bounced right back up like nothing happened. Also I scared a group of guys and I’m pretty sure one shit himself, my whole room reeked of pure unadulterated asshole for far too long to have been a fart.
