(I was going to post this a couple of days ago but due to the foot of snow that fell on Saturday and the subsequent 40 hour black out I didn’t have access to internet service. It’s more fitting that it’s posted today anyway.)
In the spirit of Halloween I investigated (sometimes referred to as trespassing) an abandoned motel I pass daily on my way to get coffee at the Roost. It has all the classic trappings of a horror movie motel. It appears empty…but is it really? There are cracked windows—pieces of broken furniture that have been placed outside of rooms. The stained curtains are drawn on all the windows and the eerie silence is broken only by the sound of scurrying of rodents. The stairs to the second level creaked exactly as I knew they would. As I tried the doors I expected them to slowly open on their own. If malevolent spirits would want to hang out anywhere this would be the place.
I’ve been in many “Haunted Houses” but there’s something exciting about finding the real thing. One that is open to all possibilities and limited only by imagination—a haunted house whose story is yet undiscovered.
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