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  1. On one visit to the mill I was watching the video in the main entrance. Friends were upstairs so I was totally alone. At a point in the video a hand was firmly placed on my right shoulder. As I swung around to see who it was, there was nobody. I stood up and looked again in a 360 degree turn and I was consumed by goosebumps. For whatever reason I knew it was a female who touched me.
    I am not an alarmist but was curious if this had happened to anyone else.
    I was so adamant my friends totally believe me to this day.

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