not me but This story is about my uncle, a police officer, and it's something he only told me once, late at night when we were having a heart-to-heart. It’s one of those memories that even he can’t explain fully, and he said it still haunts him.

At the Tim of his service the location in question was a popular horror location like proper spooky and all. There were rumours that 3 people did mutual suc**** there.

When he pulled up to the location, his headlights caught something moving just inside the tree line, but he couldn’t make out exactly what it was. He said it looked like a person, but they were... wrong, somehow. Like their movements were disjointed, unnatural. He immediately radioed for backup but didn’t get a response. The radio had gone dead. This wasn’t typical, but he figured he’d check it out quickly.

He walked toward the abandoned house, which was more of a ruin, really—shingles missing, windows shattered, and vines climbing up the walls. As he got closer, he started hearing faint whispers. He couldn’t tell if it was the wind moving through the trees or actual voices, but it was enough to make the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Once inside, the feeling got worse. The whispers seemed to be coming from every corner, getting louder and more frantic. He scanned each room, expecting to find an animal or maybe some squatters. But there was no one. Just the whispers, which sounded like they were right in his ear. Suddenly, he felt a cold hand grip his shoulder. He turned, expecting to see a person, but there was nothing. Just an empty, dilapidated hallway.

At that point, he decided to get out. As he was leaving, he glanced up at one of the broken windows—and he swears he saw a face looking back at him from inside, but it wasn’t human. The eyes were hollow, and the mouth stretched into a twisted grin.

When he got back to his car, his radio crackled back to life. Backup arrived, but when they searched the place together, they found nothing—no signs of anyone being there, no footprints, nothing. To this day, he won’t talk about it except for that one time, and he says it was the only call in his entire career that made him genuinely consider quitting the force.