My wife and me are from West Palm Beach and had our honeymoon 11 yrs ago, we stayed in the Mayfair back than and decided for our 11th anniversary to stay in South Beach since we have never visited.
We stayed at a hotel on 14th and Collins and we were not happy with the amenities so during our walk that evening which would be April 12, 2002 we decided to head south from the Carlyle Hotel. We visited a few hotels and when we came to the Cxxxxy Hotel, I told my wife, let's check this hotel out since I knew someone at work who stays here all the time, several times a year since her sister owns a shop in the area. When we walked in everything seemed nice and on the dark side in general.
The elevator there is probably the oldest, a metal door, new or old I don't know but when you get inside it has the old folding metal gate that slams awful hard before the door shuts, and fits 2 people comfortably; my wife never saw an elevator so old. Just for the record we were not drinking when these events occurred. After getting out of the elevator and walking, I believe on the 2nd floor, we walked to the last room on the left, we opened the door after using our card to get in.
My wife went in first, me right behind. she walked aprox. 4 feet and stopped, did not say anything and turned slowly to my right sort of towards the side and than the back of me while waiting closer to the door. I walked to the same place she was standing and stood for about 3-5 seconds not saying a word, after I slowly turned and walked to the door. I asked her if she felt something and she said she felt the same thing before I told her how I felt.
After we slowly walked out of the room she said she felt like the floor was giving out and felt a strange feeling like the room was moving. I felt like the room was spinning like when you had too many drinks, I did feel warm but I think it was beacause the air wasn't on but I remember thinking the ceiling fan going. I felt like there was a presence in the room but did not see anything but didn't particularily look for anything, I just wanted to get out, my stomach felt nauseous when I was in the room.
I told the man at the front desk that he probably would think I was crazy for asking if there were ghosts in that room or hotel, he said he just started working there a month earlier, I asked the girl sitting people outside since she told me she worked there for several years, she said yes but I don't know if she said that to be polite and after I explained the story, she said I don't know. She might not have understood since she might have been from Spanish culture and didn't understand English. We than left.
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