Random Creepiest Things People Seen In Hotel Rooms (24 items)

• (#16) Somebody's Watching Me

  From Redditor /u/huphelmeyer:

  I was typing up an email to a customer and saw something out of the corner of my eye. I ignored it for a moment, and kept working. Then it sunk in: It was a f*cking person just staring at me through the window.

  As I turned my head, they slowly walked out of my view towards the parking lot. So I hauled ass outside to confront them, and they were gone. Not a soul in sight for miles. I couldn't shake the feeling I was being watched the rest of the night.
• (#8) The Headless Woman

  From Redditor /u/Army_of_Wombles:

  Worked as a waiter in an old hotel in Scotland that was reputedly haunted. The restaurant and the part with the bedrooms were separate buildings and all on the ground floor (this is important).

  One afternoon, we were expecting two elderly sisters to check in for a few nights - friends of the owner and regular guests, though being a new-ish member of staff I'd not met them yet. Well, one of the other waiters mentioned that they'd arrived, and would I go put a bottle of claret in their room while they were being helped out of the car?

  No worries - picked a bottle, opened it, got two glasses and a tray, and nipped out the back of the restaurant, across the courtyard, past the two old ladies getting out of their car, and into the main building. Turned into the corridor leading to the bedrooms.

  Now, at this point I knew there was nobody else in the building - no other guests and only the owner and a couple of waiters were around between lunch and dinner service. I'd also been told the stories about the hotel "ghost" - apparently an old woman in grey who'd hanged herself when it was a coaching inn. I was therefore perturbed to see a headless figure, in faded Victorian dress, shuffling away from me down the corridor in complete silence.

   
• (#2) Burning Hotel Room

  From Redditor /u/Loco_Mojo:

  One night, a few hours after I had arrived for my shift, a guest kept coming down and aimlessly wandering around the lobby and breakfast area. He was doing extremely odd things, like talking to himself and sitting down at a breakfast table only to stand up and switch chairs at the same table every 2-3 minutes. Every time I asked him if he needed help, he would jerk a little and mumble that he didn't need anything.

  Well, a few hours or so after he finally went to his room, he came back down and said he had turned the heater on and it made him short of breath and he needed me to call an ambulance. So even though I was confused, I obliged. About a minute later, the hotel's fire alarms started to go off. The whole time the firemen were going up and down from his room, they kept asking if he had anyone with him or if he was alone, and I kept telling them that he was in fact alone and had no other guests in the room with him.

  After the firemen left and everything was back to 'normal,' I went to go look in the man's room. He had rearranged all of the furniture and put the TV in the bathroom and had put his trash can in the middle of the room and set it on fire. The thing that troubled me wasn't the fact that the man intentionally set his room on fire and could have possibly burned the hotel down, it was the fact that even though he was alone, he had small children's clothes spread around the room.

   
• (#20) Mysterious Guest

  From Redditor /u/godisasquid:

  I work front desk. About an hour after checking a guest in, she came back downstairs asking to be moved. She happened to be in a room that connected to another room. After getting settled in, she said she started to hear noises coming from the other room which weren't a concern until the other people tried to open her connecting door from their side. The gap between her door and the door frame was just wide enough to see just a sliver into the other room, so when she went over to tell the other person to stop, curiosity got the best of her and she peeked through and saw a man staring at her from the other side. She told him to cut it out and he just stood there at the door, trying the handle every once in a while.

  Not wanting to deal with it anymore, she came down and asked to be moved away from this creepy dude. Understandable.

  So I check the computer and notice that there is no guest registered in that room, so either someone at the desk goofed and didn't complete the check in, or someone is in the hotel that shouldn't be. No one answered when I called the room, so I sent security up. He called from the room saying that no one was in there.

  Our engineer happened to be at the front desk when I was discussing all this with another agent and he mentioned that he had to go into that room to fix something. Mystery solved, he was in there fixing the door, making a racket and spooking this poor woman. Except he was never able to get into the room because the door lock wasn't working, even with his master keycard (no idea why it started working again for Security).

  Over the course of the night nothing else happened and no mystery man was ever found. The guest was a regular so I didn't think she was screwing with us, although I'm sure she could have just seen something in the shadows or whatever. Still pretty creepy at the time.

   
• (#1) Let's Call Him Mr. M

  From Redditor /u/voteforbetti31:

  Not me specifically, but my mother used to work at a hotel in Washington, DC back in the 90s as a housekeeper/maid. She needed money because she was a refugee from Vietnam. Even though she didn't know much English at the time, she knew enough to get by at her job and all the other staff and hotel guests loved her because of how sweet she was. Because of this, any time high-profile guests (such as the Backstreet Boys) would stay at the hotel, the manager always sent my mom to clean the room since she was good at it.  

  Anyway, one day, a guest came. We'll refer to him as Mr. M because I don't know his real name. He checked in to their most expensive suite. As usual, the manager told my mom to take care of his room. As she got there, there was a 'Do Not Disturb' sign, so she told the manager she would come back later. What was weird was that no one was ever allowed in his room. The man stayed there for over a month, and not one time did he let staff come in to clean. However, he paid a lot and he gave a warm welcome every time he passed a staff member/housekeeper, so no one paid him any attention.

  Then one day, people didn't see him anymore, so they assumed he checked out, even though the receptionist had no account of this. Since it had been so long since the room was cleaned and the 'Do Not Disturb' sign wasn't on the door anymore, the manager told my mom to go check it out and try to clean up what she could. As she got to the floor and unlocked the door to the room, a disturbing smell hit her. She couldn't figure out what it was, but she continued to survey the room, which was disgustingly messy. Her words were that 'it looked like someone had thrown a rave,' even though no other guests seemed to have ever gone into the room besides Mr. M.

  It had looked like Mr. M had deserted the place without telling anyone. My mom was still shocked by the smell, so she tried to track it down. As she followed the smell, she could tell it was coming from the hotel room closet. When she opened the closet, there was nothing but a cardboard box on the ground from which the smell was resonating.

  My mother's first instinct was to open the box to see what it was and clean/throw it out. When she opened the box, what she saw scarred her to this day. It was the rotting/decomposing head of a young woman, chopped off. My mother immediately screamed and got out of there, where she fainted in the elevator.

  Once she woke up, cops were everywhere and the hotel was like a CSI scene. The manager told her that Mr. M wasn't his real name and he used a fake credit card to check in. The head of the woman was identified to be like a call girl/prostitute-type person. I don't know much more or any nitty gritty details, but I'm sure one can look it up on the Internet for more information. Needless to say, my mom quit that day.
• (#9) The Shadowed Figure

  From Redditor /u/Mythrin:

  I used to work in my aunt and uncle's hotel in a Scottish village about twelve years ago, and the freakiest sh*t that happened to me was one night when I was sleeping in the staff quarters and heard a banging noise from along the corridor. This was about 3 am after most of the staff had gone to bed. I got up to go and tell whoever was coming in late to shut the f*ck up so I could go back to sleep, but the corridor was empty. Well-lit, I have to add, this is key. 

  So I walk down the end of the corridor to see if it's folk coming up the stairs drunk or whatever. I look down to see a figure stomping up the stairs. The only way I can describe it is as though a shadow of a person was solid. There were no features on the face or clothes on its body. Imagine someone in a black morph suit walking along but you could see things through them.  

  I turned and ran back to my room and shut the door. I could still hear the stomping for some time, and I don't think I got a wink of sleep at all that night. I didn't leave my room until the sun was shining through my window. I asked a few of the other staff if they heard the banging the night before, but nobody else had, and like f*ck was I gonna mention seeing shadow men coming up the stairs at 3 am.

   

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