Host/Security Guard

I stood and watched the mola mola for a while.

It's the largest bony fish in the world.

Looks like a giant floating head.

They're like missiles in the water.

And then I watched the white shark glide around this million gallon tank for several minutes.

And the other fish moved out of the way and kept distance.

I felt so lucky to be working here.

Of course, everyone else was like, yeah, okay, man, you got seven more hours of this.

You got to calm down.

Pretty soon after I started, the security officers that had been there for a while loved to start chiming in with little ghost stories that they had heard or things that they had experienced.

There are stories of a woman in a wedding dress swimming across the Kel Forest like she's a scuba diver.

There are stories of a woman in a black evening gown as if the person didn't leave the event that was there that night.

You go to escort her out of the building and then she's gone.

Stories of footprints, wet footprints, leaving the building.

And when you get to the threshold of the door, the footprints stop.

So I just kind of passed it off as, man, this is just folklore that people are passing down from year to year.

One night, I was going over to where our vault was, and I pulled on the door, just like any other night, shake the handle, handle's locked, door's locked, door's latched, moving on to the next door.

A couple minutes later, I get a call from the dispatcher who said, hey, can you go back and check the vault?

The door just swung open.

I knew I had latched it.