Well, now that's its the 7th Month, I'll tell a story my old Physics teacher once told me. He encountered this first hand.
Well, he was (and still is) the teacher-in-charge for NCC Land. Many years ago, there was a particular combined camp that involved many NCCs from various schools. Being the teacher in charge, he had no choice, but to go.
Not that the location of the camp was an old, colonial-years type building.
He stepped of the bus, took a look at the building, and swore. The looks of it creeped him out, and one step into the building already gave him the chills. Given the choice, he would rather turn to his boys, order them back on the bus, and drive all the way back to school.
Mind you, this came from one of the most fearsome teachers back in school. Probably didn't help that it WAS the 7th month at that time
Oh well, suck it up, some may say. So he did, and brought his boys into the camp. He, however, was constantly on his toes for any thing out of the blue that may pop out.
So, over the next few days, nothing out of the blue happened.
Last night eventually came, and to his dismay, he found out that he was the duty teacher that night. That creepy feeling never went away over the days, but he sucked it up as none of the other teachers had reported anything over the various nights.
So, that night, he was happily watching television. It was in the really wee hours in the morning, when he heard loud screams. He jumped - he hadn't been anticipating it. Standing up, he was surprised to see a bunch of boys running towards him in various states of undress, some still having shampoo and soap on their body.
Of course, if he thought he was surprised at what he saw, what he heard made him shiver.
The boys, apparantly, had just came back from the last late night activity, and finally managed to make some time for a bath. Somehow, when they were bathing, the lights had suddenly switched off by itself, and the water supply, cut. The boys, had quickly attributed it to a work of a ghost.
My teacher was really swearing to himself. Of all days there had to be trouble, it always had to be the day he was doing duty.
So, attempting to put on a brave front, he grabbed a torch and ordered the boys to lead him to the toilet.
Upon reaching the entrance to the shower, he flicked on his torch, and gingerly stepped in.
Without a sound, all the lights suddenly came back on!
Immediately, all the boys screamed and ran away. If my teacher hadn't been preoccupied, he would have thought that it was quite funny to see boys screaming (and running) completely naked down the hall.
Anyway, my teacher had no choice but to act brave. He immediately challenged whatever was there to show itself, for he was not afraid of "it" (Although he was)
So he gingerly looked to the left.
Then to the right.
Back to centre. Nothing.
So he thought to himself, "Wait. Ghosts float"
So he looked to the top left.
Then the top right.
Nothing.
At that moment, something dropped on his head. It was wet, and sticky.
He nearly jumped, but gingerly looked up, ready to confront whatever being was up there
He looked up, to find a motion sensor, and a leaking pipe