I've shared most of my woo stories in other threads so I'll stick to my two most recent ones, one happened just around a month ago.
Both are in our local theatre where I'm wardrobe mistress. It's a really old building and I think it was an old factory back in the day. Weird things have often happened there and I've sometimes walked into dark empty rooms and felt I was interrupting something somehow. Our lift also has a mind of its own.
First one I was backstage, we have a very long backstage corridor with rooms and cupboards that come off it. Everyone else was doing stuff around the stage so I was the one furthest along the corridor but as I was going into a cupboard I glanced up to see a man walk along right at the end of the corridor. It was where a lot of costume rooms are so I went down to see who was down there and there wasn't anyone (the rooms are locked down there anyway) and there was no way out without him coming towards me. He just looked like a normal guy in a white top and dark trousers.
Then the most recent one just around a month ago, we'd had a doors open day and I had looked out some of our precious Victorian and Edwardian outfits. These items are locked in their own cabinet within the wardrobe room which you can only access through another locked room. I was tidying up a few days later and took these old outfits to lock them away again. DH was with me in the first locked room looking at items we keep there. I went into the wardrobe with the outfits, the cabinets are right at the back of that room so I made my way carefully there but as I got close I dropped one of the blouses. I accidentally stood on it a tiny bit as I picked it up and I heard a small rip which I felt awful about, they're not in the best condition as it is but I've done everything I can to make sure they're always looked after so they don't get any worse. I picked it up and put it back on its hanger and moved along to the cabinet. As I was finding my keys to unlock the padlock on the cabinet the lights all went out in the wardrobe leaving me in pitch black. No other lights in the theatre went out and our only light switch for that room was in the room DH was in, and he didn't know where it was (it's really not obvious so you need to know where it is) and DH swears on his life that he didn't do it, I believe him. And no one else came into that room while he was there either.
I've been involved in this theatre for years and years now and those lights have never ever done that to me. There are loads in there so one might flicker or go out but never the whole lot of them in just that one room. It definitely feels like I was being told off for damaging one of the outfits. 🙈