The surgery I used to work in was built over an old graveyard and was haunted for sure. We would hear footsteps and talking when we knew there was no-one else in the building. My friend refused to be upstairs in the building on her own.
One day one of the girls asked where the old lady that had come into reception had gone. She had seen her come in and described exactly what she wearing. Thing is I was in charge of the buzzer and hadn't let anyone in
The whole place had an eerie feeling and as for the cellar, forget it
