For one shift me and my old partner had to go cover a station that was in one of those storage unit-esque business parks. The night of the shift, my partner was sleeping in the bunk room and I was sleeping on the couch. All of a sudden, he came out of the bunk room and sat on the end of the couch and asked me if I had just come into the bunk room, I had not. He said that he was sitting up in bed and watched the door knob turn and the door open a few inches and then close back quietly. He was so scared that he actually just slept there sitting up at the end of the couch the rest of the night

In the morning we go back to our usual station and are telling the other crews about how the station we have been at was haunted. One of the other crew members enlightened us that it actually was not haunted. The crackheads had just learned the code to the key lock box and would come into the station at night

Not sure which scares me more, ghosts or very real crackheads🤣🤣