So this just happened about two hours ago, I'm pretty shaken up, but as soon as I got out, the first thing that crossed my mind was to post my encounter as soon as I got home.

So here I am.

To give a little background, I'm a film student in college right now and me and my buddies are always trying to find new locations to film our movies at. I make horror films, so all the places I'm looking for and exploring are abandoned. And tonight, me and my group of friends (there were 10 of us total) decided to check out this abandoned hospital down the street from our school. They had been there before and said it was a great spot for filming, and I should check it out. Tonight was that night.

So when we get there, I have my Nikon DSLR out with a handheld LED light attached to the top of the camera to scout the place when we get inside. I didn't film any of the encounter because I usually only film the inside of these places. But I had my camera and light out to shine the way through.

I was leading the way down this narrow path that led to these walls that we had to climb to get on the roof of the place, where we would access one of the rooms to get inside the building. Because I was carrying my camera and bag, I was trying to look for another way up.

So I walk a little further down this narrow path and I start noticing a lot of clothes and random shoes and cardboard boxes lying around the area. There was even an empty sleeping bag. That's when I knew that we probably weren't alone and were likely going to run into someone if we made the wrong move.

And boy, did we ever.

One of my friends walking behind me down this path notices a door to my right. It's closed, and my guess was that it was locked and not worth trying. But, he already has his hand on the door handle and starts tugging. I look over, and it barely cracks open, but something is holding it from the inside.

I shine my LED on the inside, and I see a shirt tied to the inside door handle to another part of the room, acting as a lock. But my friend being the way he is, tugs AGAIN and rips that shirt right off and the door swings open.

Inside, there is someone sleeping on like a table or a couch, alongside with a group of terrifying looking people sitting by a light inside that room, and they all stop and stare at us.

In the short glimpse that I got, my friend yells, "OH SHIT GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!" and slams the door and just bolts past me. I was standing there a little shaken, almost feeling like I should apologize, but I just follow him instead. My other 8 friends are already on the roof at this point, ask what's going on, and we just run for our lives out of the area.

I hear the door in the path swing open, but I couldn't look back. From there, me and my friend rendezvous back to a higher part of the area, away from any entrance leading to the hospital. There is a small gap that you could jump across to get to one of the roofs of the buildings that my other friends were on.

About 4 of them follow us and jump across, ready to get out of there, but the others stay on the roof and watch us, stuck like statues. I look at them, confused at what they're staring at, and I begin to hear this metal dragging on the concrete.

I turn around, and there is a crazy looking man, maybe mid-20's dragging a baseball bat with nails all along the end, walking towards us as he drags the bat along the concrete. Acting just like Negan from the walking dead. My heart sinks.

At this point, I turn off my light and all that's shining is the moonlight. I keep my hand on my pocketknife, desperately trying to think of anything to do if he starts swinging, but I knew there was no way I would come out alive if I tried anything. Plus I gotta take care of my camera.

So he walks closer to us and the first thing he says is, "You're gonna wanna keep that light off." And everyone is silent. I am practically shaking. He then starts circling around us as he says, "You guys are never gonna come back here, right?" He walks past me and sees the camera, and raises his bat, saying, "And you're gonna put the fucking camera away?"

And I just barely say, "Y--Yeah, it's off."

He looks over to my friends watching on the roof, past the gap. And he points to them, and he says, "Jump."

And they stand silent. The guy says again, "Fucking jump across right now. Just run and jump, you'll make it."

Keep in mind the gap doesn't look that bad, but the drop is fatal if you don't make the jump. And my four friends are all staring down at the drop, fearing what could happen.

One of them says, "I don't think I can make it." And the Negan guy replies, "Run and jump. Or else you're gonna regret it."

So my friend steps back, runs, and BARELY makes the jump.

From there, one by one the other 3 make the jump across. All while the Negan guy is standing right behind us with his bat, dragging it along the concrete.

Once we all got across, he says to us, "You're never coming back here again, you understand?"

And we awkwardly apologize and run away back to our cars in the distance. I get in my car, and look back at the area, and he's still standing there, watching us with his bat as we speed off.

Realistically, we could've probably ganged up on him as a group if anything bad happened, but who knows who else was back there. Sadly, the hospital is a no-go from here on out, but I'll still be looking around for some sick locations.

What scared me the most about this was how fearless and disturbed this guy looked. He'd definitely seen some shit and had undoubtedly used that bat before on someone else. He looked like a killer. He was a killer. And it was his calmness that really got to me.

Definitely a lesson learned, but regardless, let's not meet again, Negan guy.

Edit: I just woke up for an 8am class, and I'm gonna call the cops as soon as I'm out. Thanks for the advice, guys. Our first thought wasn't to call the cops, because none of us were supposed to be there. Especially that late at night. But still, I'll contact them.

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