Really didn’t know what to expect here, but as we crossed the threshold a feeling of unease came over me. It took a while for my brain to sort out what I was experiencing, but after a few minutes, all was becoming clear – there is an Elemental present here, and it isn’t friendly. Luckily for us, it regards our presence on the level of annoyance we might offer  a fly. But its mere existence is enough to throw things awry. It radiates negativity.

The hotel itself is not unpleasant. Staff are friendly, all is kept clean and tidy and the actual location of the hotel is wonderful, with the cathedral a stone’s throw away. Yet the hotel manager explained to us that anything that could go wrong, does go wrong here. Regularly. We were told of bulbs needing replacing numerous times, electricity problems, leaks, guests complaining about the slightest of things. The more time we spent there, the more apparent this became.

2 known suicides have occurred here, and any number of other unspeakable acts. We were taken on a tour of the place, and had a wonder round on our own. The Elemental really made its presence known. Had to describe, are Elementals. Different theories exist as to what exactly they are, and how they come about. But the one thing that is common to most definitions is the fact they are old. Very old. This particular one reeks of negativity. For whatever reason it has attached itself to this hotel, and it radiates itself across the town.

The rooms where the suicides took place were sadly occupied on our visit. But I could feel the misery and depression just standing outside. My mind was becoming cloudy, finding it hard to concentrate. Even getting edgy. This feeling was particularly apparent in the Manger’s office. It was practically impossible to concentrate in there. My mind soon drifted to thoughts of somebody blowing their brains out. Obviously not pleasant. The Manager has since moved offices. Very wise.

There was also a strange sensation of a wall of ‘energy’ that started in the gents’ basement toilet and extended into the ladies’. Quite odd. Also in the basement area, a hanging spotlight insisted on flashing when I stood beneath it.

I am trying to convey in this brief report the total depression I felt in the Hotel. I really was glad to get out. I do not envy any of the staff there. To spend hours a day confined there, would be enough to drive me crazy. Apparently, this has almost happened to previous managers. I will come back to the Elemental in my full report. But for now I really do feel for the staff there.

It took me a week to get back to normal. On our return I intend to be fully prepared.