So, my travels took me to The E— Hotel, and based on some observations, you could totally bring some ghosts to your next fictional hotel stay.
5. A visit to the lap pool is . . . refreshing, but a bit creepy. It’s tucked away in the basement, and as you walk around and around, you notice there’s one spot in the pool that’s a little dark in color, and the current runs a little swifter. It gets darker and deeper the longer you walk around and around, and then you realize, you are walking widdershins. Time to get out of the pool. Let’s try the one outdoors.
4. Ah, that’s better. Starlight! Beautiful summer night, with the heat lingering in the concrete. No lifeguard on duty, of course, but it’s not too deep. You float on your back, looking at the five stories surrounding three sides of the pool. A silhouette talking on a cell phone in a golden-lit window. Two kids peeping over the windowsill before a harried mom in a 2016 haircut lowers the shades. Dark windows, unoccupied and black. And then there’s one window which is different from the others. It’s not black and dark; it’s navy. Your eyes flit back and forth between the neighboring dark windows, and yes, there’s a definite difference in the quality of darkness. You count the floors and the windows, and realize that it’s your room. Suddenly, the pool seems kind of cold. Grab a towel and get out. Time to head for the room.
3. The halls are creaky, but charming. Wall sconces light the way with cheerful electric light, and the carpet is a beautiful pattern. You get to the room, rinse out your suit and get into a comfy robe. What’s the weather going to be like tomorrow? You switch on the weather channel, and after finding out, idly surf through some other ones. An adult cartoon. A re-run of a popular comedy. Politicians making promises. Oh boy, politicians! Doesn’t this election cycle seem to make everyone upset? Suddenly, the overhead light flickers, AND THE CABLE TV SAYS “SIGNAL LOST.” Signal lost? You didn’t even know cable TV could go out like that. You switch to Disney Channel, and the overhead light behaves again, and some teen idol is being sassy to an adult figure. Life is normal again.
2. Your purse falls off the nightstand. You put it on, more securely. It falls again. You give up – there’s no fighting gravity — set it upright on the floor, and notice it’s almost midnight. Time for bed!
1. The bed, when you finally crawl into it, is soft. So very, very soft. In fact, you feel your butt sinking in, your body going into a 90 degree fold as it slowly, gently sucks you into the center of a new, white universe, and you realize this is no warning sign. It’s too late.
True story, brothers and sisters. But of course, with a little literary license. The bed burped me out the next morning, after a restful (and thankfully dreamless) night! It’s the details that make a ghost story particularly creepy, and there are plenty of ways to bring it firmly into the early 21st century.