He’s Been A Prison Officer For 12 Years And Has Had Plenty Of Puzzling Paranormal Encounters While On The Job
This man has been a prison officer for the last 12 years and has had numerous eerie, paranormal encounters. Because of the work he does, he is adept at remembering information from past events that he saw. Right now, he’s working at a different facility, but the previous prison he worked at had been built during the 1870s, and it was the oldest operating prison in the entire state.
Around the perimeter of the prison ran a huge, outdated brick wall. Throughout the last few decades, the prison was updated here and there, but some areas were left as they had been when it was first built.
When he was first hired and in training, the more experienced and senior employees claimed that the prison was haunted because many people died there throughout the history of the prison. They informed him and the other new hires that certain areas of the prison were more heavily haunted than others.
For example, one of the haunted areas was an older prison unit was used as segregation or solitary confinement, nicknamed “the hole.” This area had tons of prison graffiti all over the walls. At first, he didn’t think much of the tales his seniors told him, but he did admit that they were fascinating. Throughout the first eight months at the prison, he didn’t notice anything of the ordinary. But one night, that changed.
He was working an overtime night shift, dealing with what’s known in prison as a “one-on-one,” in which a prison officer monitors an inmate who wants to harm themselves to make sure the inmate isn’t able to hurt themselves. For the whole night, he had to be awake, and the inmate was checked for breathing at 15-minute intervals. One of his co-workers patrolled by every 28 minutes to make sure he was still awake.
At around 2 a.m., he shined his flashlight on the inmate’s cell, confirming he was still breathing, so he looked down at the clipboard where he had to check off this confirmation. Then, he noticed something moving out of the corner of his eye. Since his co-worker had already done his round about 15 minutes ago, and all the inmates were in their cells, no one should have been walking around at the time.
“I turn and see someone doing a round on the housing unit, but he isn’t right. This guy is wearing a blue uniform with a Breton cap and a shiny black leather belt and has a baton in his hand. The problem is that these uniforms haven’t been used by my department since the 1950s, and our uniforms are not blue; they are gray and modern, whereas this one was old,” he said.
For several seconds, he saw the unknown man marching through the unit. He shook his head and slapped himself in the face because he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. As he looked again, the man had disappeared.
Two years later, he was doing a normal shift in the building located in the center of the prison. The large room he was working in was a rotunda. The building had two floors in an open-space setting. In the Rotunda, people leaving the building could be easily seen from the opposite end of the building or from the balcony. The building had numerous wings, and there were windows at each of the doors. The majority of the rooms also had windows.
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On this particular night, at around 9 p.m., he made his way to the Rotunda to do paperwork for his sergeant, and one of his co-workers accompanied him. Before entering the Rotunda, they opened the barred gate, and as he peered up at the building, he saw from the windows of the administrative wing that the lights weren’t working.
He told his co-worker that they’d have to file a report about the administrative wing light needing to be replaced. At this point, the two of them were gazing up at the window, and they both noticed movement, and this was when they discovered that the light wasn’t out.
The reason the light looked dimmer was what appeared to be a “shadow person” standing at the window and then shifting to the left and through a wall to a different room like a ghost. Once the shadowy figure moved into the next room, they could still see it through the window. All they could do was peer over at one another and continue making their way into the Rotunda as if nothing happened.
Three years into his job, he was on the third shift in the control center with the security cameras and other forms of securing the prison. They had a few rifle posts placed around the perimeter of the prison as well, but during operational hours, they only utilized three of these postings.
If a phone is off the hook, the phone in the control center rings so that they are notified that a potential hostage situation or assault of a staff member is taking place in the prison. When this happens, and an employee answers the phone in the control center, they would hear potential noise or conversations taking place to hopefully get a feel for what’s going on.
The person in charge of controlling the cameras in the control center, as well as securing the prison’s perimeter, was known as the Electronic Monitoring Officer, and one night, he was working in this role. During his shift, the phone, which had caller ID for all areas of the prison, rang.
He noticed that according to the caller ID, the call was coming from “‘1 Post,'” and this was strange because this particular post hadn’t been utilized since the 1980s. This post was tiny, so no one would be able to go into it without feeling uncomfortable due to not enough space.
Plus, no one should have been anywhere in the vicinity of this post. In order for someone to get to the phone in the post, two separate security alarms would have gone off, and he was keeping an eye on those alarms during his shift.
Since the employee checking the perimeter of the prison was known for playing pranks, he assumed this was just some sort of joke and that his employee was crafty enough to get around the alarms to avoid setting them off.
“So, I answer the phone, and all I hear is static, which is continuously increasing and decreasing in volume, like someone who has an old television on a static-filled channel and is moving the volume up and down constantly. I hang up the phone and move the camera to look at the post, and I can see right inside; there is not anyone there,” he explained.
While he was still watching the camera, clearly not seeing anyone in view, the phone rang once more, and it was again indicating that the phone at 1 Post was off the hook. His lieutenant answered the phone instead and, a few seconds later, came over to him to ask if someone working in the perimeter office was pulling a prank.
Apparently, when his lieutenant picked up the phone, he heard the same static noises that he’d heard when he picked up the phone the first time it rang but his lieutenant also heard someone muttering, but the voice was drowned out by the loud static.
Then, his lieutenant noticed that he was already aiming the security camera at 1 Post, with nothing and no one in the frame. His lieutenant wanted him to request that the perimeter officer look into the situation, hypothesizing that an animal snuck into the post, knocking the phone off the hook.
Because the perimeter officer was on the opposite side of the perimeter at the time, it took him a bit of time to make his way to 1 Post, climbing five flights of stairs to reach his destination and investigate the situation. While the perimeter officer was making this journey, the phone in the control center kept ringing from 1 Post, and he kept his attention on the camera aimed at the post.
Eventually, the perimeter officer reached the post and opened the door, which he watched on the camera. Suddenly, the phone stopped ringing. The perimeter officer shined his flashlight into the post, looking around before he radioed him and his lieutenant to say that 1 Post didn’t have a phone.
His lieutenant said that that was impossible, considering the fact that the control center was receiving numerous calls from 1 Post. The perimeter officer held up a disconnected phone line so that they could see it on the security camera, letting them know that that was all he could find in the post.
After this baffling incident, the phone would still ring, supposedly from 1 Post, from time to time whenever he worked the third shift. It continued until they had an update to the prison’s phone system to an internet-based system.
Four years into his job, he was once again an Electronic Monitoring Officer in the control center for a normal shift. He left momentarily to use the bathroom, which was located roughly 300 feet from where he was working. While in the bathroom, he could hear someone marching with heavy boots down the tiled floor in the hallway outside the bathroom. Throughout the hallway were several rooms.
He could hear the footsteps approaching closer to the bathroom, and then it sounded as if someone had a set of huge Folger keys rattling from where they were fastened on the person’s waist as they made their way toward the bathroom. Since it seemed like the person was now waiting outside the bathroom, he yelled out that he was almost done, but he didn’t hear anything else after that.
Rushing to wash his hands so that the person wouldn’t be kept waiting long, he walked out of the bathroom to find no one at all in the hallway. He hadn’t heard anyone disappear out any of the three doors in the hallway, which always made a lot of noise when opened and closed.
When he got back to the control center, he questioned his lieutenant about whether he’d noticed anyone walking through the hallway or through that wing. His lieutenant said he hadn’t and questioned why he wanted to know.
His lieutenant thought ghosts were real because he had conducted paranormal investigations in the past. So, he explained what he heard when he was in the bathroom, and his lieutenant’s face was frozen, and his eyes widened.
Then, his lieutenant advised him to review the security footage. So, he rewound the captured video for the camera pointed at this hallway, the hallway on the floor right above it, and all of the areas outside of this particular wing of the building. The only person who’d walked through any of these areas when he’d gone to the bathroom was him. The camera didn’t pick up anything weird that could have explained the noise he’d heard.
During a normal shift six years into his job, he was observing the medication lines in the medical hallway, and inmates always received their medication after dinner. He and his sergeant were casually chatting as they monitored inmates, making sure no one was exchanging medications, arguing, or engaging in any other inappropriate behavior.
One end of the hallway he was monitoring led to the Rotunda, and the other end led to the main housing cellblocks. The hallway was also directly next to their main solitary confinement unit.
“As we were talking, we heard what sounded like muffled talking from a radio. Checking our radio, we realized that it was not us. We began searching the area around us. Given the location, there shouldn’t be an unattended radio, so it was a security issue and of some concern. As we proceeded to search the area, we realized that the intercom system speaker for the segregation unit was making the sounds,” he shared.
They utilize the intercom in their other housing units but not often in the solitary confinement units, so this was why it confused them that this intercom was making noise. His sergeant noticed that the intercom was turned off, and so was the activation light. Because of this, his sergeant said it had to be broken since it was making a noise while it was technically off.
He investigated the intercom more closely and felt the hairs on his neck and arms stand on end in response to what he saw: the intercom was unplugged. As he pulled on the cord attached to the intercom box, it was clearly not plugged into an outlet, and he pointed this out to his sergeant, whose face went pale. His sergeant then shook his head as he marched off, too scared to want to know what paranormal entities could have possibly caused this.
“These intercoms don’t have backup batteries, and there are no direct power hookups. There’s just the cord that I had already shown was disconnected,” he continued.
For the rest of the time that he monitored the medication lines, the strange noises over the solitary confinement unit intercom didn’t stop, but once he left this area of the prison, he didn’t hear anyone talk about it continuing.
Have you ever had any paranormal experiences like this?
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