In the quiet town of Elizabeth City, North Carolina, there’s a chilling story that refuses to die—even though the building it’s tied to no longer stands.
Back in the spring of 1984, tragedy struck the Mitchel-Lewis Dormitory at Elizabeth City State University. A young woman named Sharon Jones was found murdered in what would become one of the college’s darkest chapters.
Her body was discovered in her dorm room—naked, facedown, a white belt wrapped tightly around her neck and tied to the bed frame. The scene was brutal. Beside her lay a bloodied dumbbell—the weapon that delivered the fatal blows. It was a crime of rage. A crime of passion. And a crime that would shake the campus to its core.
The suspect? Her boyfriend. He vanished into thin air. No trial. No justice. No closure. Just a cold case that still sits buried in the archives, unsolved and unresolved. Over the years, rumors swirled. Some claimed he fled the country. Others believed he was hiding in plain sight. But no one ever saw him again.
Mitchel-Lewis Dormitory has since been demolished, its bricks and memories torn down in the name of progress. But while the building is gone, many say the spirit of Sharon Jones remains—bound not to the walls, but to the very ground where her life was so cruelly taken.
Students and faculty alike have reported unsettling encounters near the site. Cold winds that whisper through summer nights. Footsteps in the grass when no one’s around. And most disturbingly—screams. Bone-chilling, blood-curdling screams echoing from a space that no longer exists. Some say it happens only when someone mentions her name. Others claim it happens every year on the night she died.
Local legends now warn students: If you walk near where Mitchel-Lewis once stood, you might hear her final scream. Or worse—see a glimpse of her shadow, still seeking peace, still waiting for justice.
So if you ever find yourself alone on that side of campus, be cautious. Some doors, once opened, never close again. And some spirits, no matter how much time passes, never rest.
After all, buildings can be torn down. But hauntings?
They linger.
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