Cold Hands at Paddington Station Benches

In 1983, a woman waiting alone on the far benches of Paddington Station felt icy fingers grip her wrist. She tried to pull away, but the hand stayed cold and tight, though she couldn't see anyone sitting beside her. The platform was empty except for the flickering shadow from an old lamp above. Every few minutes, a faint breath misted in the air next to her, even with no one close. She turned to leave, but caught a glimpse of a pale figure staring from beneath the bench, mouth moving silently. By the time help arrived, the prints of frozen hands were all that remained on the wood, and travellers say those marks have never fully disappeared.