The building where I used to work is notoriously known to house a lot of "engkanto" (not ghosts) because it is most of the time deserted and nasa forested area. One night our division was working overtime kasi we were preparing for a symposium. All of us were in the auditorium at one end of the building. My office mate asked me to accompany her to our office (at the other end of the building) so sumama ako. We were walking towards the Payroll section (takot na kami, actually), which is halfway, when we heard a knock behind the glass window. We didn't see anybody behind the glass. So we just looked at each other and made a crack, "Sino yon?" asked my friend. "Multo siguro," I answered. We both laughed nervously. We haven't finished laughing yet when it knocked again. This time we ran towards our office, realized noone was there, and ran back to the auditorium. I guess, I was fortunate (or she was fortunate) because there were two of us at that time.
I have an officemate who have seen three different kinds of engkanto and he'll scream everytime he sees them (accdg to him, one woman, one man and one that looks like a priest). I brought my yaya to that building one time because she claims that she's clairvoyant (sort of testing her, I know I'm wicked). She saw one of the engkanto my officemate saw. Their descriptions are exactly the same. But my yaya not just saw but heard the engkanto at the same time, saying, "Halika, sumama ka sa akin." And he was knocking. Yeah, it's a he and super, super, mega guwapo daw talaga. My yaya never returned to that building but I didn't learn the story 'til three months later when she was not scared to talk about it anymore.
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