We thought we were just booking a simple Airbnb in Otranto, but the week turned into something else. The house was unsettling from the moment we arrived. All over the ground floor there were strange openings built into the floor, some of them dropping into deep stone shafts. One was filled with bottles, others just sat dark and empty, and they made the whole place feel uneasy. By the second day we found an extinguished cigarette left on a ledge that hadn’t been there before. At night the nois...
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We thought we were just booking a simple Airbnb in Otranto, but the week turned into something else. The house was unsettling from the moment we arrived. All over the ground floor there were strange openings built into the floor, some of them dropping into deep stone shafts. One was filled with bottles, others just sat dark and empty, and they made the whole place feel uneasy. By the second day we found an extinguished cigarette left on a ledge that hadn’t been there before. At night the nois...
Whispers from the Wall: The Bodmin Jail Hotel Haunting
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4 minutes
6 months ago
Whispers from the Wall: The Bodmin Jail Hotel Haunting
A guest checks into the sleek, modern Bodmin Jail Hotel in Cornwall—unaware their suite was once a cluster of prison cells. This true story follows what unfolded over three nights: tapping inside stone walls, flickering lights, and the chilling moment something tugged at the back of their shirt while no one was there. And then came the whispers. Echoes of suffering from centuries past, still trapped in the stone. Some say renovations disturbed the energy. Others say it never left. Either way…...
the haunted getAwayZ
We thought we were just booking a simple Airbnb in Otranto, but the week turned into something else. The house was unsettling from the moment we arrived. All over the ground floor there were strange openings built into the floor, some of them dropping into deep stone shafts. One was filled with bottles, others just sat dark and empty, and they made the whole place feel uneasy. By the second day we found an extinguished cigarette left on a ledge that hadn’t been there before. At night the nois...
