Thorn Apple Valley slaughterhouse
“A compatriot and I was trouncing about this old slaughter house in Eastern market quite a while back, I'd say five years or so, in the late afternoon/early evening one day. Now, in a building like this, even in the daylight, once you get to the innards of the building, you need flash lights, as it can get damn near pitch black. Anyway, we were heading on our way out to the more well-lighted areas when my compatriot, who was in front of me, stopped because she heard something. She turned around and she stopped dead in her tracks, eyes wide, mouth agape, as she seemed to look at something behind me. I turned quickly and briefly saw way she saw; it appeared to be a transparent, vaporous-looking mass. Almost formless - like if a silk sheet wear flawing underwater - before it dissipated. We turned to face each other in shock, when I saw a similar, much smaller "apparition" closer to the wall of this large, empty room. We decided to get the hell out of there, as it was genuinely spooky.
Later that day, I was recounting this to my wife (then was my girlfriend). She also told me she tried to call my cell, but that the outgoing message didn't sound right. She asked if I made my outgoing message some metal song, or the audio from some horror movie. I told her I hadn't, but then asked when she called me. Turns out she called my phone exactly when my friend and I were experiencing this "event". Weird, huh?” – Robert “Nix” Nixon, Production Manager.