30 Horrifying Hotel Stories That Make ‘The Shining’ Look Like Child’s Play

28. The television caught on fire

I don’t work in a hotel, but a few years ago, my company put me up in a little town along the Florida coast. It was a motel-like building and half of it was closed off due to construction. As I walk back to my room, I saw a guy in a semi selling things outta the back of his truck. That was weird. I get to my room, and there are some highly visible spider webs that are somewhat off putting. So I turn on the television and it CATCHES FIRE. So I call the front desk and ask them to come back with a fire extinguisher and tell my company that they need to find me somewhere else.

29. The phone rung when it was broken

Was working in a older, some say haunted, pub. it used to have rooms on the second floor, but not any more. (due to ghosts and murder). the kitchen was always bad for strange shit. one night it is about 2am and there is only myself and a gaming attendant on site. I go into the kitchen and the phone starts ringing, it’s a redirected call. The tongs and pots and pans are all clanking and rattling. I pick up the phone, and there is no-one there. Complete silence. I return to the gaming room and asked the other worker, how did you know to transfer the phone call into the kitchen? She didn’t know I was over there, and couldn’t see me. Gaming attendant said ” phone hasn’t rung in hours, what are you talking about?” Immediate terror ensues.

Oh yes, approximately 8 years ago, one of the old drunks who lived upstairs, killed one of the other old drunks, with a bar stool. Body discovered next day by admin lady.

Building has been a hotel for near enough 150 -200 years, so has some stories to tell.

30. A man ripped off his clothes and started masturbating

Long-suffering hotel guy. One of my favorite stories happened just after I started at one of my first hotels:

The short version is the that a dude got amazingly drunk very late one night and didn’t sober up before check-out time. We needed the room so we were sorta nagging him to GTFO. At some point well after whatever time he was suppose to be gone, he Hulked out with rage but instead of physically threatening one of us, he just barricaded himself in the room, ripped off all his clothes, stood on the window sill (behind those monstrous hotel windows) and began masturbating furiously.

New check-ins were already arriving and his room was right above the front porte cochere so they were being greeted by quite the display. We ended up calling the cops and a couple firemen broke down the door to haul him away.

We charged him a late check-out fee and to replace the door. Thought Catalog Logo Mark

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