Scary Hotel Experiences

Story 1 – Casablanca, Morocco

I had a really adventurous trip back then in Morocco. I was travelling solo at that time, and had hosts in some cities like in Casablanca, Mohammedia and Fez. When I came back to Casablanca as my final trip I decided to book a hotel room, cause I don’t want to bother my host more. I booked a room one day before, while I was in Marrakech, I chose the one nearby the train station in Casablanca. It was a nice little hostel and the staffs were also very nice –at that time. They gave me a room on the 2^nd floor, the last room of the corridor. It’s a very quiet hotel, seems nobody there, and I thought “Oh well, maybe they were still in town”. It was around 7pm when I checked in, so I went directly to my room and got some rest. Around midnight I got up cause I heard a weird creepy sound in the corridor, then I convinced myself that it’s nothing. I tried to go back to sleep, when I was half asleep, I heard that voice again, I lost my patience then I called the receptionist and asked them what the hell is happening? and also asked them to check the corridor. Not long after, someone knocked my door and called, “Excuse me Madam!”. He’s the hostel staff. He said nothing happened, all is fine. I couldn’t argue more because I have nothing to proof.

First room before move, the creepy one

I tried really hard to go back to sleep. The thing went on again, but this time creepier. I saw something white crawling to my bed and you know what I did? I was as calm as a monk, I screamed quietly and soundless inside then turned on the lights and read Al Fatihah, Al Ikhlas and other surahs that I know and kept awake. I fell asleep when the prayer calling was started.

In the morning, I called the receptionist again to get other room and voila he granted it right away. He gave me a room on the 1^st Floor and the other night it was just fine. No more creepy sound. I checked out on the third day and said to myself, never again come back to this hostel.

Story 2 – Cirebon, Indonesia

This time I wasn’t travel alone, but with my 2 friends, we went to Cirebon without any plans at all. We didn’t have tickets and hotel booking yet and it was a long holiday which you all know, it will be a little adventurous. Long story short after struggled to get in Cirebon without ticket, we finally made it. Arrived in the afternoon and tried to find place to stay. The becak (pedicab) driver helped us to find one and we found an almost perfect one. Great location nearby train station (again), clean, quiet and CHEAP. It’s only 90,000 rupiah per night for 3 persons. The room is spacious for that kinda price and it’s also with private bathroom. We felt lucky and happy.

In the evening after we’re back from exploring the town, we got some rest. The bed arrangement is a little weird. 3 single beds, 1 on the right corner, 1 on the left corner separated for about 1 meter, then the other 1 bed is on the corner next to the door, that’s my bed.

It was a fine night – well at least until something creepy happened. In my sleep, I was awake and couldn’t move at all, I screamed calling my friends, but they didn’t hear me, I tried louder but no voice came out. I read some surahs like Al- Fatihah and all that I know, then it worked, I fell half asleep but then someone dressed in white with long hair and no face stood near my bed. This time I really screamed –with voice of course–  and my friends shocked and asked me what was happened.

I told them all what happened and I moved to my friend’s bed, then fell asleep after the prayer calling.

Story 3 – Trivandrum, India

I travelled with 1 friend to explore 3 cities Kochi, Trivandrum and Tirrucirapally (or Trichy). We took train from Kochi to Trivandrum scheduled to arrive midnight. We didn’t have hotel booking yet there – yeah we’re 2 insane women, When we arrived, I googled hostel nearby train station (again), then found a decent one. We took tuktuk (sound funny) to get there. It is in a small alley but fine hostel, they gave us a room on the 4^th floor. My friend asked me to check the room first before confirming to take it. She stayed in the lobby to watch our belongings and I followed the hostel staff to 4^th floor with dim light stairs. I felt creep, but already half way through. Finally on the 4^th floor, I checked to room was ok and clean. We’re back to lobby and told my friend I like it but the stairs kinda creepy and it’s too far, I mean 4^th floor without elevator is tiring. We asked for other room on the 1^st floor, and yes they have but much more expensive. The room is just around 7 meters away from the front desk. We’re agreed.

Image from Google - more or less stairs like this but dimmer.

I took a bath then prayed isha alone in the room cos my friend went to the front desk to ask wifi password and all that. I felt something staring at me when I prayed. I finished it fast.

Long story short, in the midnight I was so shocked cos my friend screamed out on her sleep. I woke her up and asked what happened to her. She got nightmare about the hostel, she found that there is a cemetery area nearby the hostel in her dream and something creepy made her scream. We both couldn’t sleep at that night, we kept talking and talking about something else to distract our fear.

In the morning we checked out and looked for other hostel.

From those 3 horror stories, I have no idea why those all nearby train station.