''Outside in the compound a strange mist was hovering over the buildings, shadowy figures were lurking round every corner, lights changed into frightening apparitions,. The sound of invisible footsteps echoed in the stillness of the night. Tonight, evil had total dominance over this place and we were trapped in the middle of this nightmare with nowhere to run.''
If you think that was scene from a horror movie you'd be wrong, if it were I would be
able to sleep at night, secure in the knowledge that these things exist only in horror
movies and books. It is due to that night eight years ago, that I now know, that evil spirits do exist on earth and they are more prevalent today that at any other time in
human history.
The story that you are about to read is a true and accurate account of the events
that took place on the 31 October 1998, Halloween night. For legal reasons I cannot give the name of this site but it's location is in Kent.
For 16 years I worked as a Security Guard and believe me it's a thankless
job. You cannot choose the site's you work on, you have to go where you are told.
Some of these sites can be very unpleasant. The following story is about one of these
sites. I must ask you all to bear with me for a short while, because, before you can understand this story I have to describe, in some small detail, the layout of the site. I have made this as short as I possibly can.
The Arrival
The evening started normally. I collected my colleague, Lynn, from her home at 7pm. I decided to let her take her fourteen year old son, Brenden, with us because, for some reason, I didn't want to leave him at home alone that night. That night we had been assigned to an industrial estate which accommodates about sixty units. We had done many shifts on this site over a period of about five years, so we were well aquainted with it's strange happenings and knew how to deal with them. It's the only site that our Manager allowed us to work on together. It's a very creepy site, deathly quiet and always very dark due to poor lighting. Civilisation is about a mile away, so if you had any trouble, no one would hear you if you screamed. even the police take their time in
responding to a call from this site.
We didn't know much about the estates history, except that many years ago it used to be a little village, The only thing that remains from that era is a pond which is situated in the middle of the site, it sometimes gives off a nauseating smell, I dread to think what's down there. It's very deep, very dark and very eery, with steep, muddy banks on all sides. If you fell in you would never get out. It has been associated with many a weird tale. The spotlight, that is positioned by this pond, casts its reflection in the water, this is perfectly normal, but it has a habit of suddenly exploding into a bright light that rapidly expands across the water then returns to its normal reflection.
At 7.45pm we arrived at the entrance, a narrow lane, which is about half a mile
long. At the end, there is a dangerous bend just before you get to the Estate's main gate.On either side of this lane there are open fields.The whole area is pitch black due to the fact that there is no lighting, either around the field's perimeter or along this lane. If you dont have a car and attempt to walk down, the chances are you wont make it because you become disorientated, and God knows where you would end up, even a torch isn't a great deal of help. As you drive down you are able to get a complete view of the whole estate.
We were about half way down when I began to feel that something wasn't right. We
could see a mist hovering above the whole site, even though it was a clear night. Also, the few lights that were on the site were much dimmer than usual. As we entered the Estate's main gate, every light on the site flashed off then back on again. We knew then that we were in for a bad night, but we didn't know just how bad it was going to be.
We parked outside our office and quickly off-loaded our bags, then we both drove
round to the toilet block to get our drinking water for the night. You never go
anywhere on this site alone. As I was filling the kettle I heard the voice of a woman, she was giggling, I thought at first it was Lynn but when I looked out of the window I could see that she was still sitting in the van, I grabbed the half filled kettle and made a hasty retreat for the door, jumped back into the van and we returned to the office.
