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fiddler · 08-23-2015, 06:23 PM

Alright scaredy cats, grab some flashlights, start a camp fire, and huddle round!

So here's the skinny, on possibly the one thing that has ever totally freaked me the f*** out.

Last week, while I was on the graveyard shift, it was close 0230, something like that. Nothing was happening, as it tends to be. I was probably stuffing my face. And a call goes in across the radio that the silent alarm in one of the motor pool buildings has been triggered. Okay so I go to investigate, and I pull up, hit the spot light on the only usable door in or out of the building. So I get out, and my cruiser looses all AUX power, lights go out, engine shuts off, full deal. At this point, I can hear what I believe to be screaming coming from inside of the building. I got out my flashlight and sidearm, and unlocked the door. I shine my light in, and it's so densely dark my flashlight is having trouble even pretending to cut through the pitch black.

I put my flashlight/sidearm combo inside the door to look around, flashlight flickers and goes completely out. At this point, I call for backup from my radio, backup shows up and my cruiser suddenly just restarts like it never turned off. With both flashlights now working, we go into the building. In the main bay area - the whole building is just used for storage - there were what should have been neatly stacked items such as chairs and 55 gallon barrels slung every which a way. **** is turned over, nothing is where it should be. I mean these 55 gallon barrels are filled with oil, so they're heavy. Needless to say, we took our cue and left. Next morning we come back because daylight is better, the radios start spritzing out just a little - could be the metal in the building or whatever.

In the bay area, everything is still fucked up from the floor up. Things are turned over, it looks like a complete hurricane went through the building. There's no evidence of forced entry, none of the pad locks on the bay doors are messed with. The only door in or out, the lock was fine, not tampered with. No evidence that anybody had actually been in the building aside from us. I mean it had been raining earlier in the day, and there should have been muddy foot prints from coming in the building - there were when we came in. Other than the silent alarm going off and the stuff every where, and our footprints, you wouldn't know the building had been disturbed.

Thoughts?

FALL OUT.

08-23-2015, 06:23 PM	#4 (permalink)
fiddler Music Addict Join Date: May 2015 Posts: 242	Alright scaredy cats, grab some flashlights, start a camp fire, and huddle round! So here's the skinny, on possibly the one thing that has ever totally freaked me the f*** out. Last week, while I was on the graveyard shift, it was close 0230, something like that. Nothing was happening, as it tends to be. I was probably stuffing my face. And a call goes in across the radio that the silent alarm in one of the motor pool buildings has been triggered. Okay so I go to investigate, and I pull up, hit the spot light on the only usable door in or out of the building. So I get out, and my cruiser looses all AUX power, lights go out, engine shuts off, full deal. At this point, I can hear what I believe to be screaming coming from inside of the building. I got out my flashlight and sidearm, and unlocked the door. I shine my light in, and it's so densely dark my flashlight is having trouble even pretending to cut through the pitch black. I put my flashlight/sidearm combo inside the door to look around, flashlight flickers and goes completely out. At this point, I call for backup from my radio, backup shows up and my cruiser suddenly just restarts like it never turned off. With both flashlights now working, we go into the building. In the main bay area - the whole building is just used for storage - there were what should have been neatly stacked items such as chairs and 55 gallon barrels slung every which a way. **** is turned over, nothing is where it should be. I mean these 55 gallon barrels are filled with oil, so they're heavy. Needless to say, we took our cue and left. Next morning we come back because daylight is better, the radios start spritzing out just a little - could be the metal in the building or whatever. In the bay area, everything is still fucked up from the floor up. Things are turned over, it looks like a complete hurricane went through the building. There's no evidence of forced entry, none of the pad locks on the bay doors are messed with. The only door in or out, the lock was fine, not tampered with. No evidence that anybody had actually been in the building aside from us. I mean it had been raining earlier in the day, and there should have been muddy foot prints from coming in the building - there were when we came in. Other than the silent alarm going off and the stuff every where, and our footprints, you wouldn't know the building had been disturbed. Thoughts? FALL OUT. __________________ Every being is intelligent. But if you measure a fish's intelligence on it's ability to climb a tree, it will live forever thinking it's stupid.