I have one. I don't believe in the supernatural, aliens or any type of monotheistic religion. That being said, I had an experience I cannot fully explain.
In Prince George Maryland, there's an old abandoned hospital. It's Glenndale Hospital. It shut down in the 80s... There's a lot of details about the place and my experience there but for your sake, I'll simplify it as much as I can. There's on-campus police. Not guards... Police. If they catch you there, they'll arrest you.
Well, while I was stationed in Dover DE, a friend told me about the place. It's an abandoned TB Hospital. It's the stereotypical abandoned hospital. The Head Doctor has his own mansion on the property, the nurses had their own housing building and the children were separated from the adults. All to prevent the spread of Tuberculosis. The two hospitals are connected by a tunnel, which is flooded now and has been for some times. Apparently, they also housed mentally ill patients there after the TB epidemic dimminished. On to my experience...
My buddy Rob told me about this place. I decided I wanted to go because I'm all about adrenaline rushes and getting the shit creeped out of me. We make the 2 hour drive. This was in May 2008. Another friend, Mike, was with us. They failed to mention that the cops have night vision and dogs... Just for trespassers.
We took bats and knives with us because drug addicted bums like to squat there. We get there and have to run across an open field to get to one of few doors that aren't locked, boarded up or chained. The whole time there, I felt like someone was watching/following us. We stayed together the whole time. Once inside, we donned our gasmasks (esbestos) to try to protect ourselves... I'm not sure if the masks help.. Better to have it than not. We explored the main hosptital floor by floor. The whole time we were there, we could hear footsteps behind us. It was so dark in there that my surefire flashlight had a hard time cutting through the darkness. Every time we would hear something we would all turn around.. Nothing. We knew it wan't a cop, he would have stopped us. It wasn't a dog or crackhead... They're not that quiet. We don't know who or what was following us. One instant I remember taking off my mask to catch a breath.. The old masks we had are a bitch to breath in. The smell of this place was unbearable. The humid bay air mixed with years of neglect was stomach turning. I kept my mask on for the rest of our stay there.
In one of the rooms we were in, there were three big windows. This was one of few rooms that didn't have the windows boarded. Moonlight shone through. We decided to take a look outside. All we saw was an open field with a few trees, the head doctor's mansion through the tree line and the lights in the distance from the town. We felt the room get cold and decided to leave the room. As you leave the room, you enter a long narrow hallway. If you look right, there's two doors on the left side of the hallway and one on the right. After those three doors, the hallway comes to a T intersection. We could see light at the end of the hall. As we left the room, we were trying to decide which way to go. We were ready to leave by this point, we had already been there about an hour and a half and didn't want to risk getting caught or worse... We were spooked at this point. We could retrace our steps into the darkness to the left, or walk towards the light (no punn intended). As we discussed our options, we were looking and pointing our lights in the directions we preferred. We looked left, right, left and right again. I was standing closest to the light. As I went to look from right to left, something caught my eye. I swear I saw a shaddow run past our hall on the T intersection. It moved left to right. First, I wanted to go towards the light so I could see where I was going. Now I was ready to go the other direction. Now Mike wanted to check it out. we walked to the end of the hall and took a right. there was a Big window at the end stretching from ankle high to the ceiling. One door on the right. through this door is a large office. at the far wall is a glass partician, through the next door in that office passed the partician, there's another office. Just as big. In the second office, there was a smaller office. No other way in or out. There wasn't much in these offices so there was nowhere to hide. These rooms were empty. When the shadow passed our hall, there wasn't any noise from it. We thought/hoped it was somethig infront of the window casting shaddows and we were just being pussies. We were on the third floor and there were no trees blocking the moonlight. To this day, I swear what I saw looked like a human sized shadow running from one side to the other. We made it to the tunnel in the basement of the main hospital. (Fuck swimming in this shit!). We made our way outside to the children's building where we saw the children's morgue. That was erie. The whole time we were there, we could hear noises on the upper floors. We heard walking, running, pounding, doors slamming and voices. We never ran into anyone. I will never go back.
I'm including a URL of a site that is ran by a photographer who has been to the hospital and other sites around the world. This is the site Rob and Mike showed me when they first told me about Glenndale.
Edited to fix grammatical errors and fill minor gaps at the end.