Beatles Horror Stories

The Hotel

"Hi. My name's John. I'm pretty sure that you already know who I am. After all, who doesn't know about The Beatles here? Anyway, what is your name?"

"Okay."

"Oh, where's the others? Well, they all went down to get breakfast. I must say myself, this hotel does seem nice compared to other ones. You just arrive here today?"

"You did? So, just you?"

"That's alright, I'm just wondering."

"Alright, I'll see you when you come back up here. Seems like we got along with each other nicely already, huh? Is that your room, across the hall?"

"It is? Alright. Oh, I'm not really hungry now, that's why I stayed up here. Anyway, I'll see you later."

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"Wait... Who... Who are you?"

"I'm Ringo, now, p-please, you need to listen to me."

"I wouldn't sit down. This place is crumbling."

"You don't see it? Of course, he is tricking you already."

"George and Paul? They died a long time a-ago..."

"Now, please, listen to me. This place is not normal. It never was. John... He rules this place, and one day, many years ago, I came here with my friends and..."

"Of course this isn't making any sense to you! Now, believe me, he chooses to have others stay here with him. Some as workers, others as guests, such as myself."

"They aren't here because they tried to leave and got caught one too many times! I can't leave this place, I don't want to be caught. I have messed up too many times to risk that again. But, you can leave."

"Just pack up your things and leave now! Listen to me, he's not normal!"

"Just look around you. The food is rotting, the ceiling is cracked, and it's dusty everywhere!Snap out of it!"

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"So he did?"

"Oh, don't worry about that. He's just high. We did have some this morning."

"It's fine. They don't have any rules about that here."

"Paul and George must have went outside for a smoke or something. Wouldn't be the first time they did that."

"Anyway, I think I'm going to go downstairs and see how he's doing. Now don't worry, he's fine."

"He had more than me, that's why he's acting out."

"Alright, just don't worry. Everything will be fine."

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"John told me that this was your room. Now, p-please let me in, I don't have much time!"

"What? You see the cut too? Good! His influence is starting to fade!"

"Look at the wall, concentrate on it. It isn't clean! The wallpaper is peeling and faded. Just look at it!"

"You think I'm crazy!?"

"Okay, okay, I have a question. Have you seen anyone else other than John or me?"

"The lady at the front desk? She's another captive here, Cynthia."

"Anyone else!?"

"No? Alright, think about that. It was only me in that big breakfast place. Now, what are the chances of that happening if this was a normal hotel!?"

"No, don't open the door for John. He'll hurt me!"

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"You alright?"

"Yeah, don't worry about Ringo, I just sent him to our room to rest."

"Did he do anything to you?"

"He probably won't remember this when he's all clear. Say, how about you and me go to the pool area to relax?"

"Yes I have that.You have packed those too, right?"

"Hmm, lucky day I guess."

"So, I see you've been staring at that wall. Ringo tell you something?"

"Really?"

"Well, isn't the first time he's told someone about that."

"Well then, lets go have a good time, my friend."