I remember when I was a security guard at Millersville. I believe it was Bard Hall. I remember doing my hourly rounds from 11pm-7am and I everytime I went through the basement area the hairs on my neck would stand up. Thought it was a draft or something. Then the on-campus police stopped by and I told him about the eerie feeling you get in the basement. He told me that a kid killed himself in the basement back in the 70s.

Second time was deja vu. My friends and I back in elementary school went into town to play video games. My friend wasn't paying attention and started to cross the street. Before I even saw the car I ran and pushed him out of the way and then had the flashback of the dream I had of the same incident.