"I’m a machinist and I was working by myself in this old warehouse at night. I would see stuff moving around and I would get creeper out. This is when ghost hunters became popular. So I started to ask questions, what’s your name ” can you show me that I’m not alone”.

Seconds later a 3/8 Allen wrench came bouncing across the shop and landed at my feet. It didn’t fall of the machine it slid. I was cutting micarta which is like wood, and you could see the slid marks in the chips. I said thank you to the ghost, shut down and left. I never went back."

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