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Never thought I'd be one to make long threads, but I need to tell someone about the most terrifying thing that's ever happened to me. 8 weeks ago, I was working in private security as a guard for multiple contracts. My most frequent was for a manufacturing plant. I'm (1/10)
gonna guess everyone already knows, but the pay was awful, and the hours were worse, which is why I thought a lot of guards, even supervisors, would just quit without telling anyone. No word, no notice, just gone the next day. Because of this, corporate decided to (2/10)
give me a bunch of extra hours at this manufacturing plant. They made greeting cards with what looked like endless floors of deafening machinery. I would monitor cameras, but I mainly worked as first aid and made routine patrols around the 60,000 square foot facility. (3/10)
You would think they'd have more than 1 guard for this site, but my company just had such a shortage of employees. That night, 8 weeks ago, I was actually covering for a friend. I'd worked with him for about a year and hung out few times. Something important must have come (4/10)
up, because he never missed a shift, especially without even calling. Anyway, the night that it happened was New Year's Day. The people who worked at the manufacturing plant were off for the holiday, but I still had to come in to patrol the building. Normally, I would (5/10)
never cover someone's shift on a holiday, but I needed the money. So, at 11:30 PM, I arrived for my overnight shift, and the plant workers left, one by one until I was completely alone in that gigantic building. I sat at my desk watching cameras for a bit, but nothing was (6/10)
gonna happen, so I took my eyes off the screen and started sending condescending texts to the guard that didn't show up. After no response, I noticed something in the corner of my eye on the computer screen. Most of the factory lights were off, so the image wasn't clear (7/10)
Let me insert: I know now that there's nothing wrong with being scared, but I didn't frighten easily. I looked closer at the cam image but the huge machines casted a shadow over that...thing. I got up, took out my flashlight and headed to the old elevator. As it descended, (8/10)
you could say I worried for the other guard. I decided to call him. When the elevator doors opened on the dark factory floor, the usually bustling machines stood dormant. It was totally silent until I heard a phone ring. I quickly hung up my own and pointed my flashlight (9/10)
down the long clearing but the ringing stopped. Before I realized it was the other guard's phone, I saw his mangled, bloody body, standing and staring at me. When I dropped my light, it illuminated blood-writing in the floor that spelled out the first word of each of these tweets
noooooooooooooOo ooOOOOOOPPPOOOOOOIIJJ
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