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I don't mean that fear that dawns on you when you're lost and you feel like something is following you, or weird noises. I mean concrete shit. I've explored a bit and I've never seen any proof or anything. I've been at Old Copley, a Free Mason Temple, Joliet Prison, and nothing. It's disappointing honestly. What about you guys?
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Never. Only footsteps of workers or doors closing or machinery. I don't do it for the spooky part of it, and I really enjoy not having one more thing to have to worry about.
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I have seen quite a lot of orbz.
Oh good, my slow clap processor made it into this thing.
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I've been in places that have supposedly had more ghosts than you could point a particle thrower at & I haven't seen a single thing nor has a single hair stood up on my neck.
Real ghosts would make urban exploration so much more fun 
The Urbex Zine Guy
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The best ghosts that people see are the ones with clothes. You know, because clothes always transfer into the afterlife. Gotta have a bomb outfit on when you kick the bucket falling down an elevator shaft in an abandoned building. 😎
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The best 'ghosts' of urban exploring are the people who aren't there. It feels like the room should have people doing things, using machines or swimming or shopping, but you're the only one left. The ones who have traversed the halls have taken a different path, even names on documents have dead people on them.
Creepy
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Can people who aren't in the region answer?
No.
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My camera has picked up some random things that I can't really explain. Other than that no not here.
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Recently? No, but 27-28 years ago abso-freaking-lutely! I grew up in Sackets Harbor New York on Lake Ontario and what else could there possibly be for a trouble-making teenager to do other than to explore?
The main attraction for me was Madison Barracks which was the US Navy's shipbuilding yard dating back to the war of 1812. After being used by the military in the war of 1812 it later became Pine Camp, which was a US Army base. Eventually the Army moved out of Sackets Harbor and to nearby Fort Drum.
In the mid-nineties what remained of Madison Barracks was just acres and acres of old abandoned military buildings including roadside guard shacks, several actual barracks, a hospital, movie theatre, gymnasium and admin buildings.
Throughout the years the local government had used the abandoned buildings for junk storage. Needless to say I found a LOT of very cool stuff stored away in the buildings. Things like old military records dating back to the 1930's-1940's listing the movie schedules for the theatre, photos, instructions and manuals for old antique gym (medical quackery) equipment and a TON of old civil defense fallout shelter supplies (survey meters, rations, dosimeters, etc) pulled from local shelters and stuffed into storage.
Madison Barracks was my holy grail and not once since then have I found a site that compares to it. It was the place where I could flop down in the middle of a dirty nasty floor as a teen and just go through stuff from, what felt to me, like ancient history.
One day I was doing just that when I realized I'd lost track of time (a common occurrence) and the sun was dipping below the horizon. I don't know about you, but back then (mid-teens) I had a "be home by dark" curfew and it was a several mile bike ride back to the family cottage.
As I was huffing it home I passed by the only two-story white limestone building on the property and I remember it as clear as if it had happened yesterday. The building was only probably 25ft x 25ft in dimension, so not a very large building. As I glanced over at the building I very clearly saw a white, very non-descript and not fully opaque figure looking down seemingly watching me from the second story window. It gave me the absolute heebie jeebies. My skin crawled and I sped up.
The next day, during daylight hours, I went back and poked around. The roof was rotten and half fallen in and all of the interior framework was completely collapsed and laying in a pile on the first floor level. There was NO second floor, nor was there any place for a person to stand where they could look out that window.
I later found out that the building was one of the oldest buildings remaining. What was the building's purpose? It was a crematorium. That alone sealed it for me... I'd had some fallen soldier of a bygone era staring down at me from above.. ashes to ashes..
Edited to add: Just noticed Steed's comment about people outside the region.. my bad..
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Yes, I have (and I don't even believe in the supernatural  ).
It was, damn, 19 years ago and I was on Mississippi River Blvd. in St. Paul at about 2 or 3am about to head down a trail to explore [someplace fun]. Right before me and my pal were about to descend down a hill toward the river, we stopped to read a memorial for a kid who died in an accident on the road. The memorial, which was basically a plant hanger (double span deck hook, to be exact!), had the kid's name, his photograph, and a few potted plastic flowers hanging from the hooks). After we looked at the memorial while standing about 3-4 feet away from it, it started shaking violently. There was no wind, no close trains, nothing that could explain it. It's literally the only "supernatural" thing that I've experienced and I still wonder about it.
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Man I wish I have, like someone mentioned in an earlier comment, it would make urban exploring even more adventurous. But yeah, beside the occasional distant sounds that could be supernatural, nothing concrete.
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