Confession by Thomas Wang
Back in 2014, my wife and I went to Thailand for the first time for a holiday. We booked a hotel with a great landscape view of Bangkok. We did the usual Asian pantang thing like knocking on the door three times and putting our suitcase in before going in. Everything went smoothly during the day. We went to shop for clothes, had some drinks and headed back to the hotel by nightfall. That's when weird things happened. The door handle started rattling as if someone was trying to get in. My first thought was that maybe a prostitute was going from door to door offering her services, but I recalled that all guests were required to tap their keycard in the elevator before accessing the floors. I stayed on the 70+ floor so it was not likely someone would climb the stairs up either. This went on the whole night but my wife and I chose to ignore whoever or whatever was outside. The next day, we hired a tour guide to bring us around Bangkok. When I related the experience to him, he seemed concerned enough to suggest if we were okay for him to bring us to a temple for blessings. I thought, “why not?” since we were already in Thailand, and it’s a land of many temples. At the temple, we were given an amulet to hang in our room for protection. My first thought was, “really can meh?” but that night and the remaining five nights, everything was quiet. There were no disturbances. When I asked my guide about the history of the hotel, he kept quiet. Maybe the locals might know of the other hauntings taking place there. |
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