The Haunted Hotel Project- Isle of Wight. 14/10/2019

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I can’t sleep here.

My TV is on the fritz- woke up and it was on. Red symbols on the screen keeping me away. Sound of static. A headache.

It won’t turn off.

Must have drifted off just now. Dreamt I saw a woman step out of the bathroom in the reflection in the mirror.

Her black tongue hung down past her chin. Hair vibrating with insects that crawled into empty eye sockets.

No time has passed.

The TV is unplugged, but the symbols are still there.

This is a bad place.

I can’t sleep here.

– Hidden under a lamp. 

The Haunted Hotel Project- Elveden

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1/3 – She told me not to stay. She told me she was coming. Bad dreams in the night. A noise like screaming in the dark from somewhere in the lake. The place I heard that she had been found. 

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2/3- She was standing here in the entry way. 2.12 AM. Her mouth was wide open. Ants streaming from the gaping maw. No teeth anymore- grave worms, pale as bone in the empty sockets. The ants are hers. 

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3/3- She’s waiting for me. She wants me to walk out into the water with her. I want to, it’s so hot in here. When I woke just now she was standing at the window. I have to go.

I have to go  into the cold water with her. It’s the only way. 

– Polaroids and story hidden in the safe.

The Haunted Hotel Project- Dorset

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I found a piece of paper in my room. It’s full of names and next to each one is a date.

I swear to god my name is on here.

The second I read it, my room phone started ringing, my mobile started ringing, and the room lights started flickering on and off.

I answered the phone and a guttural voice said I had until midnight to confess my sins or the Bone Man will come for me.

The voice made my blood feel cold, and when I heard the name, I thought I was going to be sick.

Here goes:

When I was twelve I murdered someone.

Not long after I wrote this, I saw her.

Jane Winter. I killed her and now she is standing outside the window, looking up at me; eyes gone, bloody teeth bared.

She looks just like I left her.  

I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

When I was 15, I killed Sebastian Jones and Denise Trelawny.

At 17, I killed Nathaniel Grey, Jennifer Sands, Nathan Phillips.

There is a procession of ghosts outside my window now.

All porcelain pale, no eyes.

 

The phone rang again just now.  

 

The Bone Man is coming for me.

 

I couldn’t tell you everything.

 

-Hidden on top of the dresser

The Haunted Hotel Project-Cardiff

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When I first came into my room, the message light on my phone was flashing.

I tried to ignore it.

 

You have to ignore it.

 

If you pick it up the ritual is completed.

 

I picked it up and pressed that innocuous little button.

The friendly female robot voice just said Thank You.

Then a distorted loop of screaming started playing.

I thought it was a glitch, or just static at first until someone said my name.

 

Every time I put the phone down that red light starts flashing at me-

and if I don’t answer it things start thudding against the walls next door.

The lights flash on and off. Something flung the lamp across the room.

 

I just picked it up. I’m so tired now. I don’t know how long I’ve been here.

It feels like years.  

The friendly female robot voice just said that He was coming.

 

He needs me.

 

It’s flashing again.

 

I’m going to try and ignore it this time.

– Hidden in a tourist guide.

The Haunted Hotel Project-Gloucester- 27 November 2018

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Tell me, what is it you fear?

A hand under the bed?

A corpse sewn into the mattress, maybe?

What about waking up in the middle of the night, a figure standing at the foot of the bed, head cocked to one side, eyes glowing white and burning their ghastly intent into you?

That is what this place is- a breeding ground for fear.

All that terrifies you will manifest whilst your sleeping mind conjures it up from the dark depths.

They did the rituals on the site of this place. Evil, blood sacrifices right into the foundations. They wanted this place to be a doorway.

They misunderstood why.

Do       Not      Sleep. 

-Hidden in the bible

Haunted Hotel Project- Weston Super Mare

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There are many doors in this place. 

The man with the many faces wants mine. 

He wants to wear me outside. 

He can’t leave this place and now neither can I. 

He has pets that wait until you are asleep. 

So they can slip into you whilst you dream. 

 

This morning, I woke up outside. 

I don’t know how I got there or what is happening. 

I dream of lopsided night skies, that are green, and slick with blood. 

 

I’m back in the room again. 

The man is coming. 

I think he sees me. 

-Hidden in the bible.

The Haunted Hotel Project- Malta

 

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You can feel her, right?

She wants to come through.

She wants to leave this room.

You can hear her when the borders between this world and her’s weaken.

Sometimes it’ll be a laugh- a chuckle in the dead of night.

Knocking on the walls just as you are falling to sleep.

White eyes glowering at you in the dark from the corner of the room.

I’ve made it so she can’t leave.

I knew her when she was only madness and hatred, but she’s so much worse now.

Don’t leave personal objects around- phones, jewellery, photos- anything she can use to escape.

Surround them with a ring of salt.

 

Don’t let her into them.  

 

-Hidden on top of the wardrobe.