I think I’ve shared this before - some years back, I worked in the Aerospace Engineering office aboard NAS Jacksonville, FL. The building had been the original chow hall when the base was commissioned during WWII.
For one project, I was the engineer on call at night, so I was alone in this drafty old building, at my desk working away. Suddenly, I smelled cinnamon! I walked the entire place, sniffing, going into all the office areas, finding nothing. But back at my desk, every once in a while, I caught a whiff, and no, I hadn’t brought cinnamon rolls with me. Gotta say, it was freaking me out a bit.
Then I opened the top, center drawer to get something out, and there in the tray, I saw it!!! A pack of Trident cinnamon gum. No, I don’t believe in spooks and I certainly didn’t think I was being haunted by bakers from the mid-40s, but in a dark, empty office, all alone on night shift, the mind can go strange places. I can imagine someone more gullible completely losing it in a similar situation.
But I don’t watch any of those ghost shows - the commercials alone cause me to hurt my eyes with severe rolling.