Thanks MZ!

I'm all ears, CP.

I know you won't believe this.  No one does and I would not had I not been there. 

I was the Rooms Division Manager for the Park East Hotel--close to the Summerfest Grounds on the east side of Downtown Milwaukee.  Working late that night, I received a call from room 205.  In it was a guest that was attending a Johnson Controls class.  He said he was not feeling well and wanted to go to the hospital.  We called the paramedics, he was taken to the hospital, and he died later that night.  A housekeeper and I went and packed the things up in his room and brought them down to the luggage storage area the next morning.

Late that afternoon, when the rest of his class was returning from Johnson, the PBX operator called me and said the guest in room 205 was calling to ask why his room was not made up.  It had been, so I went up with housekeeping--the shower had been used, a damp towel draped accross the tube and a definate indentation on the bedspread where a butt was planted, placing a phone call.

The room was cleaned and locked.  An hour later I was standing at the PBX board and saw the incoming call of room 205,  the PBX operator answered and told me the guest wanted to know why his room was not made up.  I thought this was a sick joke now, and ran upstairs to find the room in the exact same condition, butt print on the bed, wet shower and damp towel.

I went back down stairs and opened a brand new knob lock.  This is a device that fits over the key entry and locked refusing access to anyone with a key.  This was a brand new lock and I was the only one with the key.  The room was fixed and is searched under the beds behind the curtains, shower, you name it.  There was no one in that room when I locked it and no way anyone could get it, not even through the window--no windows to open and no adjoining door to the room.

You guessed it, an hour later the call came in.  The PBX lit up that room 205 was calling.  The operator refused to answer it.  I took off up the stairs and finding the knob lock in tact unlocked it.   The shower was wet, a damp towel draped across the tub and a butt impression on the bedspread.  At this point I could not find a housekeeper to even enter the room with me because they said it was haunted.

We tried to rent the room again, but no one from housekeeping would enter the room so it commissioned as a storage room.

Strange, but true.  I never would have belived it had I not been there.  That hotel is haunted.  I have another story, with the same hotel, but have to get back to work for a second.  Will type later.

Freaky, I know it sounds completely made up, and I do not believe in the paranormal--except for this case and one other.

You are a brave man CP.  I would have never gone in there.  That is totally freaky.

Did you ever think about putting a tape recorder or video camera in that room?

I think most ghost stories out there are a bunch of phooey, but there's some, such as yours, that give me the chills.  This picture  always gives me the chills too!

-- Edited by MzHartz at 13:03, 2005-07-05

MZ--I have seen that picture before, minus the boys face.  That is too freaky.

Anyone up to watching White Noise with me tonight?

CP

Star, you'll have to try it at home.

I so want to see White Noise, but my husband doesn't like most horror movies, which means I usually have to watch them alone.  That doesn't always work that well... 

I'm still mostly undecided about ghosts.  One day I'll believe, but the next day I'll be in a skeptical mood.  I'm also undecided about how you see things out of the corner of your eye, but when you turn to look, they're not there.  One road that I drive down, mostly after dark, has a bunch of those big plastic mailboxes on the side.  There's one mailbox in particular that I always think is someone walking alongside the road until I swerve out of the way for "them."  Then I realize it's that darn mailbox again.  I do this every time I drive by it in the dark.  I'm sure it just happens to be the way the mailbox is situated, but it still gets me every time.

I'll add White Noise to my NetFlix list then.  There's been other movies that I've been glad I didn't spend any extra money on, but at least I can say I saw it.  Netflix has saved me so much money and heartache!

CP-
That's wickedly weird stuff. The bar thing would have freaked me out more too.
I don't have a ghost story but a psychic medium story.
My brother-in-law died 7 years ago this August. He was only 38 and died from hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. I guess for the past couple of months his wife has been having dreams about Greg. She said they seemed very real and for the heck of it she went with a friend to a psychic reader. They were in a room full of people and he walked up to Pam and told her "He wants me to tell you the dreams are real." He talked to her a while then moved on. He came back to her and told her "The dog is with him too." After Greg died Pam got a dog to keep her company. The dog picked her when she went to the Humane Shelter. Toby, the dog, walked right up to her and stood next to her. When she sat down he put his head on her leg. So she took him. I don't think it was 8-9 months later my in-laws were watching the dog when it saw a rabbit and took off from them. He ran right into the path of a truck. We always wondered if there was some force or guidance that made the dog picked her out. She said when she got Toby she felt he was directed to her.
He again walked back to her and told her that her current dog can see Greg around her. She said she has noticed Gus looking into space like he sees something.
It's all too weird. I'm still skeptical but It's to coincidental not to have some kind of truth to it. We will be visiting her next week and she's planning on going back while we're there. My wife doesn't want to go but her sister is going. There are other things the medium told her that just make you shake your head and think maybe there's something to it. I think I'll slide a penny under the door and see what happens.

Now Ray--that story freaks me out.  Maybe its why I like the show Medium so much.