Screamfest has ghosts!

It was fun reading the ghost story from Victoria because I have worked at Screamfest....but never late at night alone...

This story takes place when we moved Screamfest from COP to the Grandstand at the Calgary stampede. It was really late and myself, Chucklz and Jesse were the only employees without an 8:00 bed time so we were doing some down-to-the-wire set up. The boys were outside working on the houses and I was inside, assigned to the task of hanging ~50 stage lights on the second floor. I stacked my lights on a pallet and went to bring them to the elevator, unfortunately my pallet was too big for the elevator, so I searched and found an old, old, old service elevator. The Grandstand is nice and modern, but the service elevator room looks like something out of Arkham Asylum. I opened the dark industrial doors (that opened vertically) and slid open the metal pinch-your-fingers gate.  I pushed my pallet in only to find that there wasn't room in the elevator for the pallet and world famous comedian Victoria Banner. So I put my pallet in and walk up to the second floor, I call the elevator up to the second floor. I go to open the door, but the mechanism is broken on the doors just enough that I can open it but not move my pallet jack out of the elevator. So I start walking the lights individually back and forth from the elevator to where they need to go.  

On my 5th trip back to the elevator room I hear something in the elevator shaft: Loud first nations chanting and drumming. It sounded like a musical recording you would hear to promote the stampede (which made sense as it was at the stampede grounds). It was definitely coming from the old elevator shaft and no where else. I assumed it was an unseen speaker triggered by my motions and wrote it off as nothing. But when I returned for the next light the music had stopped and I didn't hear it again for the whole time I was working. Because I was tired I'd accidentally stacked the lights on top of my purse so I didn't have access to my cellphone the whole time I was unpacking the lights. By the time I found my cellphone, I found that I'd had a voicemail message with no missed call...it was left about an hour earlier... the same time I heard the music in the shaft. I listened to the voicemail message and it sounded JUST like EVPs that you see "ghost hunters" recording. I remember chuckling about it because I was literally setting up a scary Halloween display so I willed myself not to be influenced about my surroundings and over-react about the creepy message. The racetrack we were setting up in was a nice modern building, not haunted.  I finished setting up and met with my friends to shut down the building. We called up the security guard to lock up behind us and he said "the ghosts didn't give you too much trouble??" and we laughed thinking he was referencing our event...he doesn't laugh he says very serious, yet nonchalant..."no this place is actually haunted". I got the most retroactive case of heebly jeeblies about that phone message and was so bummed I'd deleted it. 

Bam!

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