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Winter Dreams ~ Guest Log

"The cold in this room was unlike anything I’d ever felt. It chilled me to the bone, even with the heater on. In the middle of the night, I thought I felt a hand on my shoulder, but when I turned around, I was alone."

"I stayed here during the holidays, and it was far from festive. Around midnight, I heard what sounded like someone crying softly. The sound seemed to come from the corner of the room, but when I checked, it stopped. I couldn’t sleep after that."

"Valentine’s Day in the Winter Dreams Room was memorable for all the wrong reasons. The room grew so cold that the windows frosted over. I woke up to find my glass of water frozen solid. I can’t explain it, but I’ll never forget it."

"The chill in the room wasn’t the worst part. I saw what looked like faint footprints in the frost on the windowpane. They seemed to be moving, as though someone was walking outside—but I was on the second floor."

"This room was always Nathan’s favorite in the winter months. He said the cold made him feel alive. But now I can’t help but think it held something darker. Someone knew how much we loved this place and used it against us. Could the winter’s chill have been their warning?"