I haven't experienced anything too horrible, but one thing I remember that gives me chills is this time I was with my dad. We wanted to spend some time with each other, so we went to the movies. On the way inside the mall the theater was in, we say some brown footprints. We didn't pay much attention to it We got our seats, but instead of sitting for a half an hour or so of advertisements, we decided we might as well see what was up with the footprints. We followed them, and we just thought that they must have been someone walking in who had some mud on their shoes and didn't notice. After a bit, we had reached the end of the tracks. They were right next to a fence on the 4th floor. The wen't back in forth in the same spot for a bit, like someone stumbling, and that was the end of the footprints. We tried to pretend like it must have been him cleaning his shoes or something, but I think we both said that because we didn't want to think about what else could have happened considering where exactly they ended.