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The Cloudcroft Incident - Going Public - What would you do?

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posted on Nov, 26 2016 @ 01:19 AM
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I have thought long to share the experience at the Lodge. It's complicated. First, its widely written of, but, something in all the writings is missing. Something all the psychics and ghost hunters should have found. Something I found a long time ago, but, kept to myself.

Now, I feel I must say something as new things have come to light.

This place is gorgeous, simply stunning Victoria Hotel. Inside is a lovely restaurant, as well as sumptuous rooms. Also inside is a Saloon in the basement, and, a Gentleman's Room off the restaurant. I noticed a sign walking in. 'Tequila Night - Red Dog Saloon.' We, I drug my buddy with me, ask the attendant at the Old World Hotel Desk the locale. Around to the right, and down to the basement. Ushered through with the polite wave of a hand.

Swinging around and down on the sweep of the grand stair, we find ourselves at the bottom on a Terracotta tiled landing. Right is the Men's Room and a Door. Left, under the stair, a Ladies Room and a Door. Straight ahead the Red Dog Saloon complete with Bat-Wing Door's.

To the shots. Talked to the pretty blond bartender. I had to work myself up a little as I was real young - the wings were stretching still. The whole time I can feel it. The haunting. This place is legit, told my friend, drank more Tequila. Finally worked enough nerve and state I could feel the haunting to the Bartender. Thankfully, she did not ridicule or think I was using a line. Even called the desk so I could see the Presidential Suite - vacant at the time.

I went to the desk. The ease and acceptance had me feeling loose and open. The manager brought me to the room, we found the water running in the bathtub. Turned it off. I said I still could feel it, but, basically like the rest of the hotel. Haunted all over, but not quite the actual source. The Manager asked what I wanted to do next. So, up I go to the tower. Now the whole hotel is all around me. I can feel it strongest coming from the back right side, below. Back down to the Red Dog Saloon. Right to the Bartender. I ask what is the door next to the Ladies Room. She gets a Mona Lisa Smile, walks around bar toward the Bat Wings and says

".. It's the door to the Right Wing Storage and things to run the hotel. Why?"

"Because I want to go through there," I say. "This place is haunted from this level, behind that door".

By this time we are standing in front of the door. She opens it... a long white, kind of dull compared to the Lodges Splendor, hallway.

"Yep", I say as I walk, "it's down here".. I go 1, 2, maybe 3 doors down and I can feel it on the right. Walking with the Bartender I ask her what this room on the right is. She states as she opens the door.

"It's the Boiler Room". I step in and it is indeed. A boiler Room. A creepy Freddy Kruger Boiler Room. I can feel the haunt coming from the back corner of the boiler room, but not quite totally there in the room itself. Turning around I say to her.

"It's in the corner, but, in the next room over." Pointing back, "...you know, the adjacent corner.."

The Bartender just goes blank, mouth a little open. She stares, pretty round glasses perched on her perky nose, for a few more silent seconds and then flees.. Literally leaves me standing there while she runs down the hallway yelling stay put...

So here I am on the Continental Side of the night, ahem. The Tequila gave me a little more sensitivity. Something I had not realized till then, and, now I am standing in some freaky boiler room in the bottom of a Grand Hotel feeling very haunted. The Bing Bongs are like Bongo Drums.

After what felt like forever the Bartender comes back with the Manager in tow. I can hear them talking, the Manager is asking if the Bartender said anything. Tell her what you told me says the Bartender. I look at her, then the manager.

"Sure, the place is haunted from that back right corner, but, in the next room... So it will be the next rooms back left." - I had time to think about it...We walk to the next door down. The Manager opens it.

It's a laundry Room, big washer one one side, a hot water heater, a set of Laundry Tubs in the corner wedged between the dryer on the other side. An electricians box above the Laundry Tubs. I remember thinking funnily enough that the Electricians Box couldn't be in code so close to a water source. They were directly above the Laundry Tubs. Looking at the Manager I say.

"Your Laundry Tubs are haunted." No lie. She then looks at me and nods to the Electricians Box and breathes...

"Go open the Electrician's Box..." He eyes were wide open, like eggs in a skillet.

I walk over to the Laundry Tubs, this haunting, I know, is eminently in front of me. I open the little metal door and there is no Electricians Panel on the inside. It is empty, only a cover to an open hole in the wall. Revealing a bricked up stairwell, the inside barely visible, showing the place where Rebecca, the Lady that haunts the Lodge, fell to her Death.

I could tell both ladies were stunned a little. They knew the box was there, in the wall. They also knew I could not have known the box was there... They asked if I was psychic. I hedged I was a little tipsy and Irish American... trying to ease the mood. They asked for me to keep it quiet in reference to the write-up in the book. Or so I was led to believe, and I did. Walking back to the Red Dog we found all the Men's Toilets and Urinals flushing over and over, one after another, flooding the floor. Like someone running up and down the line pressing the plungers down.

I pretty much kept my word. I have told few. Never defined or too public. Through the years I never see anything about the bricked up stair. Now, I can not keep quiet, for I have learned something that just blows my mind. Mind you, I found this stairwell in 1989 and have yet to see a peep about it by anyone. Putting 1 and 2 together. Please read. What would you do? Note the Ouija Board transcript:

The Latest find that got me writing

edit on 26-11-2016 by Newt22 because: edit




posted on Nov, 26 2016 @ 02:37 AM
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And for some people that need a little written from the Night Watch Link, here is a quote from the Ouija Board Session that has me going public...


...The answer was “BECKY”.
Question: Is this the same spirit that The Lodge refers to as “Rebecca”?
YES

Question: Why do you stay here?
FAMILIAR

Question: Where is your body?
DOWN UNDER GROUND HIGH ROLLER PLACE

Question: Do you mean this place?
NO. HIS.

Question: Do you mean the lumberjack who supposedly killed you? And, if so, what is his name?
PETER COMBS

Question: Was he ever associated with The Lodge in some way? And, if so, is there a place where we could confirm his existence?
JANITORS

(Note: We did not explore this answer to find out whether it meant the Janitorial office of today or of the 30’s) Our next question attempted to find out how she was murdered. After getting no response, we decided that Rebecca might not have been murdered in the truest sense of the word. So, we asked:

Question: How did you die?
HARD FALL



posted on Nov, 26 2016 @ 04:57 AM
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a reply to: Newt22


Some how, your propensity for prose got in the way of telling, I assume, a story.
I didn't finish it.



posted on Nov, 26 2016 @ 07:23 AM
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a reply to: Aliensun

After a few shots of tequila, he found a haunted spot in a hotel no one else was supposed to know about........Or at least that's what I got. Your mileage may vary.



posted on Nov, 26 2016 @ 09:16 AM
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a reply to: DAVID64

you forgot to mention the bits that dont make any sense



posted on Nov, 26 2016 @ 09:57 AM
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a reply to: Aliensun

Heritage... if your talking in my house, your yelling, getting yelled at, or telling a story. True or not... story.



posted on Nov, 26 2016 @ 09:58 AM
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a reply to: ignorant_ape

As did you. What bits, be glad to clarify.
edit on 26-11-2016 by Newt22 because: typo



posted on Nov, 26 2016 @ 10:21 AM
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a reply to: DAVID64

This is a very real thing for me. I realize it is wordy, but I am recalling the events. Maybe some are to detailed but I am serious about this. This place is haunted... and that person seems to be honestly trapped there. Doesn't that make you feel, or wonder? The sadness of a prison is obvious to me, even those of our own making. And I can't stop thinking about Rebecca.

At the end... In my head I chalked the death as a Housekeeper falling to the laundry room on the servant stairs.

All those Toilets and Urinals flushing one after another, draining Toilet water on her - the ghost's 'familiar' (as she put it) place. She was obviously pissed.... at me. Or trying to get me to pay more attention as I walked away after closing that stairwell access panel no one talks about.

Reading the Night Watches Ouija Board script maybe showing me why she is angry at me... walking away.
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posted on Nov, 27 2016 @ 02:46 PM
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Might help to clarify what "lodge" you are talking about and it's location



posted on Nov, 27 2016 @ 07:58 PM
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interesting



posted on Nov, 27 2016 @ 08:26 PM
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a reply to: vlawde

Hi V, The Lodge located in Cloudcroft, New Mexico. There is a lot written about the haunting in a couple different books like The Ghostly Register.

The place has a website. The Lodge as well.
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