Guess it's time to roll out my 'it happened to me' ghost 👻 story as is traditional at this time of year. It's circa 1988/89 (can't remember exact year), and I am serving in 14 Signal Regiment (EW) in West Germany. We were a 'live' unit, in that we had an ongoing role...
monitoring the activities of the 'opposition' over the other side of the Inner German Border'. Because of this, we had a couple of 'outstations' for intelligence gathering purposes, one at Langeleben, and the other at a tiny place called Wesendorf (the 'dorf). The 'dorf was...
where this story takes place. The unit had a compound embedded in a Bundeswehr (German Army) barracks, that was a secure area surrounded by high fences and locked gates. Normally the site was staffed by a couple of operators and a guard, however, this tale takes place when I...
was there alone. The whole location was being refurbished, so there just had to be someone there to allow the contractors onto the site and secure it after they left. A nice, 24hr, cushy duty away from barracks. The compound comprised of an old railway building and a couple of..
towers that held the intercept kit etc. The guard room (where I was), was located on the top floor of the old railway building, as were all the other 'used' rooms. The rest of the building was disused. So, there I am, on my own, just there to let workmen in, secured behind...
chain fences, in an old pre-war building. Now, this building was notorious for 'things' happening - some blokes just plain refused to go there if they could avoid it. The rumour was it was on the route to Belsen, but this is probably apocryphal. At some point, in the middle of..
the day, I heard footsteps and doors opening and closing on one of the floors below. Obviously, this shouldn't be happening as I'd not let any contractors in & the gates were secure. So I picked up my rifle, loaded it, and went to investigate. Nothing - no sign of anyone inside..
so I then exited the building, checked the gate was still secure (it was) and then checked the perimeter fence for any signs of it being cut. All secure. So back inside for another check, nothing/no-one. Back upstairs, and I hear the footsteps & doors again. Remember, this was
the middle of the day, not night time and I was fully alert. Other guys experienced food being thrown around the kitchen area, smeared over the walls etc.
It was a proper spooky place at times, but I loved it!👻 #HappyHalloween2021 everyone
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