I left the damn picture CD at my sisters house, but that link to my xanga in my sig has some of the pictures in it, when I get the better copy online, I'll post them.
So this sounds like a total avalanche of bullshit, so feel 100% free to completely disregard what I have to say as blatent E-narcisism, and some annoying emo kid trying to pretend he's some kind of ghost buster.
We went back a fourth time, with the intention to soley freak the shit out of these group of highschool juniors, one of them is a good friend of mine.
Something deeply disturbing had happened - The entire floorplan of the building had changed. A room moved over one, a room collapsed, and somehow, all the rubble of that second floor collapse managed to fall perfectly under the room adjecent to it, blocking off one of the stairs to the basement. But the strangest thing is what occupied the room that where the original "graffiti room" stood. A room is in there that was not there before. Now, we could have forgotten, or overlooked it... but it's far too vivid of a room. The room... is lined with undamaged cupboards. They're old, and damaged by weather, and the floor, ceiling, and surrounding walls all have clear smoldering, and fire damage, but the cupboards are completely unburnt. They're built-ins, too, so they couldn't have been added. In addition to this room, a window in the basement dissapeared, not bricked in, but vanished (3 or us sat in the windows for whatever reason, one per window, while we were chillin' in the basement the first night, ironically, the reported "centre" of the haunting shit) and there were only 2 windows. A mess of graffiti was where the third belonged. The well to it had vanished outside, as well.
In addition, a window on the third floor had vanished, which we photographed, which promptly returned THE NEXT NIGHT. However, the fifth night, nothing had changed but the return of that window.
Additionally, the set of stairs to the third floor was originally almost completely detached, and bent crooked at almost 30 degrees from the hallway on the second floor, which was mostly decomposed, so the stairs couldn't be reached either way.
However, the 4th night, these stairs somehow were reattached to the third floor, and the hallway to it had become complete to the end of the stairs.
On the fifth night, I climbed them, and was filled with dread. The stairs began to collapse, so we decided we'd return at a later date with some climbing equipment, and we'll just scale the walls.
The room that appeared on the first floor (looking at our floorplan sketches, it would be over the window that dissapeared) has a very, very, very distinct pressure and temperature drop when you move into it, and out of it. Our sceptical tag along felt it, and immediately fled. She doesn't believe in any type of ethereal possibility beyond magnetic disturbances. She feels thats the explanation to everything supernatural. She refuses to discuss this occurance at all, however.
We're all very disturbed that this occured, and no rationalizations actually fill any of the holes as to why the stairs moved, and why that room appeared in there. We could have overlooked details with all the changing windows, but not an entire room. No way at all.
We've decided to make this an entire passtime - the statement of luke, the guy who organized all of this originally, and co-leader of what we do, stated last night "who needs heroin when we can just get the living shit scared out of us?"
We visited another "haunted" place last night, but it was a fuckhole. The aesthetics(sp?) were that of silent hill's school, without a doubt, it looked freaky. But none of the feeling from hotel hell was there. No "bad vibes" or anything. Much, much more normal place, even though it was a 6 floor abandoned prep school, it wasn't scary at all. It looked creepy as hell, but it didn't "feel" creepy.
However, we may have been in the wrong building - Supposedly, the grounds were home to some strange suicide cult that was all burried there. the guys were too tired to continue exploring the building or the grounds, and I've seen enough shitty teenage horror movies to know you don't wander off alone.
Tonight we're visiting another place in white law, an abandoned hospital. I've discovered that directions to almost any place at all are extremely easy to find if you know the name of the building.
I guess... Those of you who believe this is possible, what do you think?
And sceptics? A logical explanation that doesn't relate to memory or forgetfulness of a group of 14?
The thing that's getting me really funny... in hotel hell... that room that appeared... will it leave again? where will I be if I manage to figure out what causes the hotel to change, and where would that room take me if I stayed in it over that time?
It kinda makes me think of event horizon, but I don't think movies are a great thing to use as a basis for this type of thing.
Man though, this stuff is really exciting.
