`chimpcheng` [Thread]

I've always been a 'fan' of creepy/spooky/ghosty stories, but, being a
man of science, I never put too much stock in it, despite experiencing
some strange occurrences.

For example, I used to work in a hospital, and would often go down to
the basement to the freezer room, which was were my specimens were kept.
Anyway, whilst picking my tubes one day, I saw, out of the corner of my
eye, a kid looking at me. Now, a kid had no business being there,
especially as the department required keypad access and the freezer room
was off-limit to most staff. I put it down to 'trick of the light' or
'imagination', but it was some time later that I learnt that the freezer
room used to be where they carried out autopsies...

Like I said, I put some logic to it, but, from that day, I would always
wedge the door to the freezer room open, to hasten my escape if needed.
However, I never saw anything in that room again...

It wasn't until a trip to Hong Kong that more or less convinced me that
ghosts might exist, having said that, a big part of me is still very
sceptical.

Back in 2007, we went on a trip to Hong Kong and China, and one of my
hotels was The Shamrock Hotel on Nathan Road in Kowloon, Hong Kong.

After a session out on the town, we all went back, played rock, paper,
scissors as to who was going to get the beds and sleep on the floor and
soon passed out. Part way during the night, in that half awake/half
asleep phase I could swear that was someone standing by the window.
Despite slowly getting round to being hungover, I reasoned that I was
still drunk and that the figure by the window was merely the curtains
all bunched up.

Later in the night, I was having a conversation with my friend, who,
sadly, for him, lost out and had to sleep on the floor. During our
conversation, my friend in the other bed turned over and asked "who are
you speaking to?". It turned out that our friend on the floor had left
the room sometime ago, yet, somehow I'd been having a full conversation
with him or, as it turned out, "something"...

The next morning, I was on the hotel phone to friends in a different
room asking what the plan for the day was, meanwhile my friends who I
was sharing the room with were chatting. Overhearing snippets, my blood
ran cold. I hung up, and we began to dissect the night.

It turned out, that we had all "seen" the figure by the window and the
reason that my friend had left the room was because he "felt" something
climb over him, hold him down and stare at him. Once he was "free" he
had left the room to sit in the lobby the rest of the night. So the
person I was speaking to in the night wasn't him...

We told the leader of my group, who had a word with reception, who rang
us to confirm that we wanted to change rooms. I tried to explain why we
wanted to switch, but the receptionist said "don't worry, I understand
why" and that they will get a different room ready as soon as we packed
up.

Cue the fastest clearing out of a room known to man. One of the guys
left toiletries behind, but we refused to go back to the room to help
him retrieve them.

According to local tradition, hotels which experience "problems",
sometimes get a priest to bless the room and in order to rid spirits,
ghosts, or whatever, they "chase" them into the end rooms with a view to
expelling them out of the building. We happened to be staying in an end
room...

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