Hotel Washington
$88
In the dim corridors of Hotel Washington, where pastel walls have begun to peel like the skin of a long-forgotten corpse, the air hangs thick with the weight of whispered secrets and the unsettling sensation of unseen eyes trailing your every move. Guests have long reported the unnerving shuffle of items rearranging themselves in the dead of night, as if an invisible hand seeks to tidy the clutter of souls that have lingered too long, while the unsettling creaks and sighs of the building echo like the last breaths of those who never quite left. Its said that the shadows here don't merely flicker; they watch, waiting for another unwary traveler to succumb to the hotels haunting embrace.