Seymour Johnson is quite an old base with lots of history not only during operation, but on the land itself. Just next to the flightline in a hidden area off the main biking/walking path is a little graveyard. Many of the gravemarks dating back to civil war era and some are even children. So I think it is safe to say that there could be many souls lingering and wandering around the base.
The main area where I witnessed an unwelcoming presence was the base hotel. Split up into 4 different buildings, the hotel seemed to have different functions before it was the hotel. There are windows above the doors in the rooms that are painted over and also long corridors with heavy swinging doors that maybe suggest it could've been a building of offices, classes or an infirmary.
I was staying in one of the temporary living buildings for a few months one winter. The suite had a kitchen and livingroom area on the left, bathroom straight in front of the entrance and bedroom on the right with a door closing it off from the rest of the suite. As soon as I checked into the room I felt a chill. I immediately looked to the living room area amd felt uneasy. But I ignored it and got settled in. The whole time I was putting my clothes away in the bedroom I felt like I was being watched.
I went to the grocery to stock up the fridge and as I was putting the groceries away I still felt like I was being watched. My eyes were drawn to the dining room table next to the window and a chair was pulled out as if someone was sitting in it. I didn't move the chair. I was afraid it might stir up more animosity.
At night I kept the door closed and even made sure the bathroom door stayed closed anytime I was in there. I always felt whatever it was watching me. Even in the mornings as I fixed breakfast or in the afternoons I always felt a presence in that chair next to the window, positioned so it could see everything.
I mentioned it subtly to a coworker eventually and she said when she stayed in that building she had the worst night terrors almost everynight. She had to change hotels which was not uncommon due to budgets and planning and she said as soon as she changed hotels she stopped having the night terrors. She told herself and to the front desk employees that she preferred not to stay in that building if they could help it.
During another stay at the hotel I stayed in the main building which was just regular one rooms. I never really experienced anything in that building or at least nothing caught my attention. I went one day and came back in during cleaning hours. As soon as I turned the corner to my hall one of the cleaning ladies gasped and grabbed her chest.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"I thought I saw a ghost" she said, still trembling.
"A ghost?"
"These rooms are filled with ghosts." She went on to explain. "The doors open and close on their own. Sometimes we hear moaning and groaning from empty rooms. I refuse to work at night and I never fo anywhere in these buildings by myself."
"Are you serious?" I tried to act like I didn't know what she was talking about.
"They're angry. I don't know nothing about them, but they're mad" the lady looked so frightened it was hard not to believe her, especially since I had my own experiences.
I never mentioned the strange feeling I had in the TLF building, mostly because I was already scared and wanted to forget it and enjoy my day. I think the best theory is that the hotel used to be the old infirmary, since the clinic was built just across the street. That would be the only explanation for angry souls. They must've died in a nonpeaceful way. There is the other theory that it could've been old native american territory. And the hotel just happened to be built above sacred grounds. We'll never know for sure, but what is certain is that Seymour Johnson is filled with lost souls, alive and dead.
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Ghost stories
HorrorThese are my experiences with the other side throughout my life