I panicked and told my companion that we had to leave.
My blood ran cold and I immediately had this all consuming feeling that I was being watched. I asked him when he'd gone back upstairs, and he replied that he'd never come downstairs since we'd been home. Not even a minute later and I look up to the sound of my companion come bounding down the stairs. I looked through that window and I saw the outline of my companion moving around in the kitchen. There's a window in the living room that you can see into the kitchen but it's fogged glass, so it's really just shapes and outlines. Well, eventually I hear him messing around in the kitchen. Technically, you're always supposed to stay within sight of one another, but when you're in your own flat most tend to drop that rule. One day we get home and I stay downstairs while my companion goes upstairs. It always felt like if I could just turn around quick enough I would see someone standing right behind me. The worst part, though, was that I could not shake this feeling that I was being watched. At one point, my companion and I realized during our study time that we'd both just been staring at the wall, completely zoned out, and had no concept of how long we'd been doing it. I couldn't sleep (which is never usally a problem as a missionary because by the end of the day you're exhausted) and I was losing track of time. We were fighting constantly over the most ridiculous things. My companion and I become mean and bitter to one another. We move in after they leave and immediately things start to get weird. While I was there, one sister broke her foot, another had become incredibly depressed, and another had developed a heart condition. Sickness, depression, physically fighting one another-you name it. The sister missionaries had all had a terrible time for years in this town. Their flat was way nicer than ours, so we got the go ahead to move in.
We had just moved flats because the sister missionary pair had been taken out of the town due to lots of harassment while they walked around. I was living in England as a missionary (Ex-Mormon). I, with absolute certainty, experienced a malicious haunting. She then showed me running down the hallway on my way to exit and one of the doors I locked swung open behind me. I didn't hear it because my gun belt and boots were making too much noise. My dispatcher then showed me the locking mechanism being unlocked (its a huge bar of metal, very noticeable on camera) and chills just ran down my back. They said that building is haunted as f*** and even students have experiences there in mid-day. I get back to base and tell our dispatcher and sergeant what happened and they're just sitting there laughing, acknowledging my claims. At this point, I'm literally sweating and just f***ing hurry up back to the 2nd floor and lock up the fastest I have ever done. Me and my Sarge on duty are the only ones that have them. This locking mechanism is only unlocked by two very specific keys (they don't even look like keys). I get downstairs and the locking mechanism on the door is unlocked. I'm finishing the 2nd floor and I heard what sounded like someone banging their head on the door downstairs or something. None of the sergeants felt like coming to help since they knew what was likely going on from watching cameras. Backup never shows up due to the nuts snowstorm outside. Five minutes later, it happened again, so I yelled "Police! Who's there?! Show yourself!" I radio for backup and confirmation that the building is empty besides me, which is confirmed. Out of nowhere, I heard what sounded like someone groaning. I attributed this to the wind outside. I'm on the first floor, which is just a labyrinth of hallways, making sure all the doors are locked. Most wild experience? Was about 10pm and there was a massive snowstorm outside so I expected some weird noises like howling from the wind, etc. I thought I was crazy but my stories have been confirmed by my co-workers/security camera footage. Recently just started a new job where one of my duties is to lock up this building that was once a cancer hospital.
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