My night at the hotel CORTEZ How can I tell you, I will never stay in this hotel again.
I went to LA a few months ago as part of a business meeting.
Actually it was the first time I went there
I had never been attracted to big cities
The appointment was not planned
but I had an incredible opportunity for my business and I seized the opportunity to meet future clients.
Preparing for my trip gave me a headache,
took my ticket, chose the venue and booked a hotel.
For the latter, I did not take the head
I was only going to stay two nights
As long as I had a comfortable bed it would be ok.
So I looked at the hotels, which were within the scope of my meeting place.
One in particular caught my attention
The price was affordable and the look rather glamorous reminiscent of the 50s
Once on the scene, the decoration was as in the photos
It was out of time. I admit that I liked it well
However, in the hall, there was a dead silence
An old lady, about sixty, was standing behind the counter, staring at the entrance with an effaced air
Not a word, not a smile, until I put myself in front of her
I explain that I booked a room and show her my papers
She finally gives me a smile and tells me in an ironic tone, that I'm going to like it a lot here
Then she accompanies me to my room
It was room 64
There were strange noises in the hallways, it seemed that all the rooms were occupied
My room was rather retro, simplistic, considering the price I could not complain
I also learned to my dismay that there was no wifi
The entire building was airtight at any wave reception.
How could this be possible? I was pretty upset rat that moment
That night,
That night, I did not leave my room, I was tired and I still had to prepare documents for my clients
During the night, I remember it, I felt that I was losing my blanket
Which was pretty odd since it was big enough.
I then turn on the light, just to reposition the cover,
when I see with astonishment that a child was there, staring at me.
I scream and he run away
It was a little boy, about 5 years old, blond hair, dressed elegantly for his age
his look was empty, and his complexion pale, it looked like he was sick
I chase him down the hall, but he was too fast and I lost him
Returning to my room, I meet the maid, I explain the situation and she told me not to worry.
She explains that it was the son of the owner and he was a little sick,
he did not know what he was doing.
She assured me that it was not going to happen again.
I then return to my room still a little shocked
I spent the rest of the night feeling like being watched, and it was really cold all of a sudden.
The next day, I get ready, to have breakfast at the corner of the street before going to my appointment
I was right to take my chance. Everything was fine.
After a good day of wandering, I came back to the hotel to rest and cool off a bit
I catch a conversation between a man and the maid in the hallway
He said that during the night he heard cries, tears and scratches on the walls.
I thought it must be this little boy again.
During the night, I do not know what time it was, but something grabbed me by the foot and pulled me out of bed, so hard that I had to hold on to keep from falling
I was scared and confused
Seeing that I was struggling, the thing let me go of his embrace
and I hurried to turn on the lights. But there was nothing
The door was still closed
So I grabbed my glass on the bedside table and the torch on my phone.
Like everyone else, I looked under the bed ready to attack.But there was nothing under the bed
There was nothing in the closets or in the bathroom
I go back to my bed, and that's where I notice bruises on my legs and feet,
the size and shape of a finger
I was sure they were not there when I went to bed
This hotel was starting to drive me crazy.
I fell asleep leaving the lights on
Then, I heard it!
On the other side of the room groans were heard
My eyes snapped open and I sat up in my bed!
The air had become cold again
I rushed to get dressed and went down to the front desk and asked the receptionist if I could change rooms.
She asked me if there was something wrong with the room
So I told her all those weird things that happened to me since I was there.
She gave me an indifferent look
I was on the verge of explosion when the maid arrived.
Seeing me upset , she asked What was the problem?
The receptionist replied,
The crying ghost is in her room"
I was stunned !!
Nobody told me that the hotel was haunted.
I sat down with my suitcase in the hall all night
and from the first light of day I left,
and I will never go back.
I advise you to do the same.
Run AWAY from the hotel Cortez.
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