Ok I'll admit this one isn't very factual, but I'd never even heard of this as a thing people claimed until this morning.
Not a leaf stirred on the trees they passed. And the trees appeared to cast no shadows.
The street itself was quite deserted-not so odd, perhaps, for a Sunday morning in 1957, especially in the rural heart of England. But even the remotest British hamlets displayed some signs of modernity by then-cars parked by the roadside, phone wires strung along the roads, aerials on roofs-and there was nothing of that sort in this village. In fact, the houses on the high street all looked ancient; they were ragged, hand-built, timber-framed: “almost medieval in appearance,” one boy thought.
The three, all Royal Navy cadets, walked up to the nearest building and pressed their faces to its grimy windows. They could see that it was some sort of butcher’s shop, but what they glimpsed in the interior was even more unsettling.
The article at The Smithsonian looks at the phenomena of 'timeslip' cases, that is people claiming they've briefly slipped back in time to see somewhere as it was hundreds or years ago. Sadly it all seems highly unlikely, and there are some good explanations for it at the end, but still an interesting read! I must admit, I wouldn't mind this happening to me XD
Read the whole thing here