The Hotel

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In Tokyo, my entire flight crew checked into a hotel that’s rumoured to be ‘dirty’. The moment I entered my room, I felt a strange vibe but chalked it up to exhaustion. Come bedtime, I slept on the bed closer to the door. I typically keep the TV on when sleeping (it acts a white noise machine and nightlight), so I was a little wary when I woke up a few hours later in a silent, dark room. I was facing the door, but I had this feeling someone was on the other bed.

When I switched on the light and turned around, I saw a girl sitting upright on it. I screamed and the girl’s neck moved 90 degrees, screaming along with me. Instantly, I ran out of my room and spent the rest of the trip with another crew member. That’s not the weirdest part, though. When I was showering, I noticed a scratch mark on my back that stung a little.

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