It was back when I was at school, I was doing an internship in a company to get familiar with the tasks and everything was going alright until the day I had to go in the archives that were kept in a room with a damaged big ass door closed by three large locks in another building right next to the one where we were working all day long. This building was the same in which we had lunch and I remember each time I had to walk past the archives door I felt unsettled and I swear sometimes I could hear weird noises coming from behind it. One day I was given the task of going in the archives to take a cardboard box containing all the files from a given year and I was stressed out but I had no choice so.... I remember this strange feeling of disquiet while going up the stairs and when I finally arrived in front of this big damaged door everything was silent. I opened the three locks with the key that I was given and I pushed the door to discover a room plunged into darkness and when I turned on the lights I've seen hundred and hundred of cardboard boxes stored in broken shelves and some of them dating back to 1910. I was starting to look for the box with the right year on it and the longer I was in this room the more I was feeling oppressed and eventually I found the box I was looking for. It was on a high shelf so in order to reach the box I had raised my hands and as soon as I had grabbed the box I felt a sudden and violent pressure on my throat that made me fall on the ground with the box still in my hands, I had ran away from there as fast as I could locking back the three locks and I had never went back to this room again.
This moment of my life haunts me until today and I don't know what happened to me.
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[link] [comments]It was back when I was at school, I was doing an internship in a company to get familiar with the tasks and everything was going alright until the day I had to go in the archives that were kept in a room with a damaged big ass door closed by three large locks in another building right next to the one where we were working all day long. This building was the same in which we had lunch and I remember each time I had to walk past the archives door I felt unsettled and I swear sometimes I could hear weird noises coming from behind it. One day I was given the task of going in the archives to take a cardboard box containing all the files from a given year and I was stressed out but I had no choice so.... I remember this strange feeling of disquiet while going up the stairs and when I finally arrived in front of this big damaged door everything was silent. I opened the three locks with the key that I was given and I pushed the door to discover a room plunged into darkness and when I turned on the lights I've seen hundred and hundred of cardboard boxes stored in broken shelves and some of them dating back to 1910. I was starting to look for the box with the right year on it and the longer I was in this room the more I was feeling oppressed and eventually I found the box I was looking for. It was on a high shelf so in order to reach the box I had raised my hands and as soon as I had grabbed the box I felt a sudden and violent pressure on my throat that made me fall on the ground with the box still in my hands, I had ran away from there as fast as I could locking back the three locks and I had never went back to this room again. This moment of my life haunts me until today and I don't know what happened to me. submitted by /u/LordBeeron_ [link] [comments]
