You like scary stories eh ?
Well, i'm not one for story telling this morning, as the night has lifted and the sun is high. The mood simply isn't fitting to start posting ( scary ) stuff...
But what i will say is this,
(100% truth )
I work in a castle.....goes back to the 15th century if i remember rightly. I'm something of a history buff, boring to some i know, but it's the good kinda history, you know.... the cool stuff, not dates, times, names and what not.... but the real stuff, like,
in the castles long and blood thirsty past, there have been, to put it bluntly, alot of ( incidents )
The most popular one is Room 14.......where one of the old ladies of the house, way back in the olden days, was tortured and set on fire in her own bedroom by the kings men.
Her portrait, still hangs on the wall to this day....
Then there is the basement, which has long since been refurbed and made to look all nice, a fuzzy and warm... ( welcoming ) is the word they use in the industry i believe. This basement used to hold an old well, a well which the horses used for drinking, as the basement back in the day was stables for the kings horses.
When the castle was bought and done up, work in the basement discovered some nasty finds. Skeletons piled upon each other. The archeologists were called in to dig up the finds which halted the renevation for a while, but they concluded that ( from what the rats had left any way ) that the bones were from men, women & children. possibly maids, servants, and illegitimit children from a kings reckless roll in the hay!
of all the rooms, the basement is the one where i feel, the change in the air.. it's an interesting place...
then there is the dinner hall, which has had many reports of an old cloaked priest. faceless as well btw. Apparently he stands at the entrance to the old bar ( shouldn't be a surprise if you know anything about scottish priests )
there is a shadow that haunts the bar apprently ( needless to say nobody likes working in there on their own ) although i do, because im twisted that way.
then there her ( the victorian woman ) Who apparently, in full flowing victorian dress, frequently walks the corridors of the castle. one of the bar girls on one of her first shifts bumped into said lady when she got lost looking for the rest room ( as you yanks would say ) the barmaid said she was asked by the lady what she was doing in her house. Said barmaid, in a fit of fear and a stream of tears ran out from the castle and was never heard from again, she refused to come back to work after that night.
There was then, my incident... which in short.. was interesting... i took 3 calls from 3 rooms in the castle one night.... voiceless calls.. static in one of them... upon checking the database and asking a colleague to check said rooms... there was no-one in those rooms.
3 times, those same 3 rooms called during the night, and the system showed that the keycards used were used twice, by my colleague who i'd asked to check the rooms... so in short, nobody had been in those rooms for 4 nights.
I could go on, but i've things to do.
It makes for an interesting work place thats for sure... especially during these long cold, dark windy scottish winter nights.
personally i like it, infact every time something spooky happens and myself and my colleagues look at each other with that ( holy **** ) look on our faces, i always cant help but hear the SHE sound track echo in my head!
I'll happily answer your questions providing i can.
