It was a warm August night back in 1999. My friends and I decided to go see the Biltmore Hotel in Coral Gables. So we parked at our friend's house that lived a block away then we proceeded toward the huge landmark.
We walked in like as if we owned the place, right by the bellboy and the front desk, straight to the back of the hotel and then outside. There were 5 of us including myself. Two of my friends stayed at the golf course just talking as I and my other 2 friends crept into the utility elevator in the back. We pressed the 3rd floor which then takes you to the main elevators. We got to the third floor then found the other elevators. I was surprised to see the elevator to the far left leads to the tower. We got on that and pressed the infamous 13th floor. It didn't light up. We then took the elevator to the lobby, but before getting to the lobby it stopped on the 7th floor. The doors opened, we stood still for a couple of seconds, and then the doors closed (why it stopped at the 7th floor, who knows).
We got to the lobby but before we were able to walk out a man with a suitcase walks in and asks, “Going up?" We said "Yeah" and stayed inside. The man's destination was the 14th floor. He slid a special key into the elevator which gives access to the tower floors. He asked what floor we were headed to, I kept a poker face and said 13 please. He pressed it and it lit. We got to the 13th floor and the doors opened, we thanked the man and proceeded outside.
The 13th floor is not like the other floors. It is more like a 10 foot enclosure with double doors facing you. We tried opening the doors but they were locked. So we decided to call on the elevator. We stood waiting and it sounded like rain falling down the elevator shaft. We decided to go back down to the lobby, but before we got to the lobby floor the elevator automatically took us to the 7th floor again. We got spooked then and decided to get off on that floor and take the stairs to the bottom.
We told our friends outside what had happened, and they didn't believe us. So we all went back and took the elevator to the 12th floor, got off and took the stairs to the tower. We passed the exit to the 13th floor, we got to the exit on the 14th and it was locked. We got to the 15th floor and opened the door. To your right there is a door labeled "Merrick Suite" we opened it and went inside. It was dark but through the darkness you could tell it was a detailed and beautiful room. We noticed that there was two windows opposite from each other. One was facing the front of the hotel and the other facing the rear (toward the golf course). These windows were enormous about 10 feet high. We also noticed that we were in a sitting room. There was more rooms inside the actual suite. Two on one side and one on the other side. We walked into the first dark room turned on the light and felt the temperature difference immediately. It was really cold in that room, despite the fact that all rooms were served by the same air conditioning system.
One of my friends was going to open the closet but I told him not to touch anything. We heard a noise coming from the elevator area. We all froze, looked at each other and ran down the stairs to the lobby. My legs were in pain. Imagine running 15 flights down! Somewhere on our trek down the stairs we left two of our guys behind, so we took the elevator back to the 12th floor and took the stairs to the 15th again.
We were just nosy, because we still hadn't found our other 2 friends that we had gone back for. We walked back into the room we were in and as I remembered we had left the lights on, however to our surprise the lights were off. We paid it no attention and opened the room next to it. This room faced the corner of the hotel, it too was dark but one could see the beds were unmade, which we thought was pretty weird.
We walked into the last room across which had double doors. We were shocked to find the room lit. We closed the doors and exited the suite. We decided to go back down, but use the elevator this time. Again as we waited, we heard sounds of hard rain which definitely caught our attention. The doors soon opened and we all let out a shriek when we found our other two friends inside. We all ran into the elevator and pressed lobby, but it took us to the 7th floor again! What was it with the 7th floor?!
We also noticed that it was ice-cold on that floor. We waited for the doors to close and went to the lobby. We walked back out into the golf course and looked up to the window at the Merrick Suite. We saw what seemed to be the shape of a person looking straight down at us. We all stopped and stared and one of my friends gave a suggestion by saying it was probably a vase or something. But I knew that wasn't a vase! We walked the damp golf course grass just to walk off our scare. We walked to the end and turned around heading back to the hotel. I knew we were going back a different way too. Something gave me the feeling to look back at the grass behind us. To my shock there was more than a couple of footprints.
Let’s do the math now, 5 guys’ equal 10 sets of footprints. Right? Well someone explain to me why there was at least 20 footprints going in all directions right behind us. We knew the prints weren't there before because in front of us the grass was perfectly smooth. So we all take one step at a time. When we took about 2 steps together I turned around, again the zigzagged steps, about 15 or more of them. We all ran out of the grounds and didn't stop until we got to my car, where we went home never doubting that the Biltmore is haunted.
Marlene at Miami Ghost Chronicles is a freelance paranormal investigator and writer.
Over the years I have had several ghost stories sent anonymously to me, and it's these quaint and subtle stories of hauntings that I find so fascinating, because you realize that ghosts make their prescence known in the most mundane of settings, and sometimes it's only in hindsight that we realize exactly what we were experiencing. I have excluded surnames and exact addresses in order to protect the privacy of families.