Hello all. I found this forum by Googling something fairly specific at about two in the morning last month, which probably tells you everything you need to know about the state I was in. I'm a thirty-one year old graphic designer in South London, generally speaking a very boring and sceptical person - my friends find the fact that I've joined a paranormal forum absolutely hilarious - but something happened on the London Underground in March that I haven't been able to shake.
I was on the Northern line, southbound, around half nine in the evening on a Tuesday. It was quiet for the Tube but not unusually so. The carriage I was in had maybe eight or nine other people in it. Between Stockwell and Oval - so that stretch of tunnel - I became aware of a figure standing at the far end of the carriage, near the connecting door. I noticed it because everyone else was seated and this person was standing very still and facing the wrong way - toward the tunnel end rather than into the carriage. That's not that weird in itself.
What made me look twice was that when the carriage lights flickered (which they do constantly on that line, it's nothing special) the figure didn't... react. Everyone else shifted slightly, glanced up, the way you do. This person didn't move at all. I watched for probably ninety seconds. The figure didn't shift weight, didn't look at their phone, didn't move their hands. Then we pulled into Oval, people got on and off, and when I looked again they were gone. I couldn't tell you if they got off or if they were simply not there anymore.
I know there are a dozen boring explanations. I know I was tired. I'm posting it here because I spent two hours reading threads about the Underground's documented history of strange reports and I thought: these are my people, apparently. So, hello.