Aug. 5th, 2012

Never Again

Aug. 5th, 2012 06:20 pm
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I spent the weekend in San Antonio with my sister. Saturday night, I stayed in the King Cattle Ranch suite in the Menger hotel. I thought it would be fun to spend a night in the most haunted room in the most haunted hotel in Texas. There are stories about the King suite, but I didn't take them seriously.

Upon first walking into the suite, I was struck by the lovely antiques. At the time, it just looked like a suite with antique furnishings. There was nothing creepy about it. After dinner, we hung out there and gabbed about a little of everything. At around 11 pm, my sister and niece left for their rooms and I was alone in the King suite. Shortly after, it became something more than a hotel suite with old furniture. Here is what happened.

I turned the television on when everyone left, but it stuck on a page that said 'Please wait while we load selections for your entertainment.' While texting my frustration to my niece, the camera sitting on a desk across the room turned itself on. Two separate and new sets of camera batteries died within two hours of being put into the camera that evening, so seeing it come alive and of its own accord was startling, to say the least.

Later, I had turned the television off and started walking toward the bedroom when it sounded like someone violently hit the shutters with their fist. The shutters are the decorative kind with large slats that are inside and used instead of curtains. After freezing and waiting for my stomach to crawl out of my throat, I resumed walking toward the bedroom (albeit with a much quicker step). Again there was a loud bang. I whirled around to see what was there, but it was only empty space.

The bedroom light was off and the switch was on the far side of the room. I had to walk through the dark bedroom while freaking out because of the sounds. Once I got those lights on and turned the living room lights off, things got interesting. (not in a good way)

Several times that night, it sounded like the windows in the living room were being shut. (never opened...just shut) The floor in the living room creaked on and off all night long. Twice, it sounded like dragging rather than walking. At 2 am, it became as cold as a meat locker in the bedroom, and I put two t-shirts on over my jammies. This morning, I could not get out of those rooms fast enough.

I will never go near that suite again. It was not a fun, spooky and novel night. It was scary and not like when you are at a horror movie. Something was in that room, and it was not a live human. I realize that most people will not believe me unless they spend the night there. Even so, I would advise my friends to stay away. Something is very wrong in that suite.

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