The Haunted Hotel Project- San Francisco

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I saw my name in the elevator.

It’s not a registry of the living on the elevator walls, it’s a registry of the dead.

I can feel the pull of this place.

It’s like a tide.

The people here are all dead.

They move behind the mirrors.

I hear them at night; a low moan just below the noise of the AC.

The banging on the walls is them pushing into this world.

Your world.

– Hidden in the bible

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