Renae Rude - The Paranormalist
Those of you have who have been with me for a while know that I sometimes work at a flophouse hotel that I fondly refer to as the #paranormalhotel. This is not because the place is particularly haunted (though it can be pretty creepy in the wee hours, and I have had one semi-mysterious thing happen to me there.) Instead, I consider it “paranormal” because its environment is anything but normal — at least to most of us who are accustomed to staying in mid-priced, business-class or resort-style hotels.
THE BUILDING:
The paranormal hotel is none of those things. It’s generally clean, but the furnishings are dated and worn. The televisions are thick, heavy boxes balanced atop rickety entertainment stands which have three drawers. These drawers are either ill-fitting or broken or both. Most of the lamps have finicky switches, and people steal the light bulbs from them all the time. The bathrooms are dimly lit…
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