Not a haunting Target TM/TL story, but a strange encounter I had during first quarter one night:
I was organizing some items in the storage area by the fitting room for the opening operator. It was 25 minutes past close and I was the only one in that area of the store. I had just returned from my LOA. The other closing TMs were on the sales floor putting go-backs away. I was alone, and smelled a floral perfume as if someone had walked into the area, and then felt like someone was near. I looked up, thinking someone had walked to me without me hearing, but no one was there. I looked around, and then kept working on what I was doing. A few seconds after I started putting things away again, I heard a quiet voice saying, "Hey Miss [my first, middle, and last name], hey hey [my first name]. Let's hurry and go upstairs now or we'll be late." in a voice that sounded exactly like a friend of mine that passed away in 2014. She lived near the store, and she never liked to go anywhere alone, so this would be absolutely something she would have said. She always liked to say my full name, because of the way it is pronounced. Regardless, I thought it was a TM talking to me so I said, whilst putting things away still, "Sorry I didn't hear you. Go where?" and heard a quiet, but clear laugh. I stopped immediately, looked around, and saw....no one, and didn't feel like anyone was there anymore either. I thought to myself, "Who tf was I talking to?" My walkie had died 5 minutes after closing. The nearest TM was a male, and fairly far away - in NIT clothing. Both closing LODs that night had been writing the closing e-mail up front in clerical.