ghosts
now i dont believe in them but....
i used to live in part of an 18th century mansion in which many many unexplained things had happened and been witnessed by others. i awoke with a start one night and looked around the room to see what had woken me (assuming it was one of the cats) when i spied leaning out of the wall sligtly off to my left an indistinct torso (kind of had a sense of an alien head but couldnt make it out) which beckonned me and then slowly melted back into the wall. this was all accompanied with what i can only describe as a sense of evil or malevolence, i was convinced something wanted to do me harm. scared the living shit out of me it did, woke up the (now) wife and said that we would mainly be sleeping somewhere else in the house - namely the old library (that was our lounge) with all the lights on, no more sleep was had. so what the hell was it?

oh dear i sound like a complete wimp

length, well that particular night i have no doubt that mini elvis and his two companions pretty much retreated into my abdomen
(pogo_it, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 12:49, 1 reply)

There was something like this on 'Ghosts of the Underground'
some paranormal programme that was on a couple of years ago about, well, ghosts on the London underground. Two night workers were working in an office and a face leaned through the wall and looked at them before leaning back in again, and one of the poor sods that saw it never went back.

Can't say I blame him really.
( Shegetz Chris Kamara's comedy moustache, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 17:00, closed)