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Originally written by Don.
I worked as a security officer in a very very old government building. One Saturday night my colleague was at the front gate which had to be guarded at all times. I was in the building and had to patrol the building every hour with an old type clocking point key which hung on every point.
This night there was nobody in the building except myself. Having done a patrol one hour before, I started the next. On the second floor is a long corridor with a clocking point at the far end. As I approached, I noticed the clocking key, which hung on a chain, was still swinging as I left it one hour before.
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