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I was at work very early one morning.
At the time I was in a basement office. My office was at the back of a small suite of offices.
I have a treadmill desk, and I had it set up with the bank of the desk facing the door. I had a camera on the back of my monitors so I could see if someone ever walked into my office, since I couldn't see past the monitors. The camera feed was displayed in a window on the top left corner of the leftmost monitor.
Two things happened.
First, while I was at the desk, a bunch of brooms that were leaning against the corner of the wall next to the door to the suite fell over. That was a little weird, since the office was in a basement, the walls are cinder block walls, and the floor was the concrete foundation of the three story building. For something to shake the wall enough for stuff to fall over, it would have to have been massive, but I didn't feel anything and when I checked the hallway outside, there was nothing there.
I went back to my desk and got back to work. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone move across the view of my camera. However, there was no one else in the suite.
Even that wouldn't be too creepy, except a few years earlier one of my coworkers had died in the office. He had been there several days before he was found.