Haunting Encounters in Victoria’s Historic Hotel
As a long-time employee at one of Victoria, B.C.’s oldest hotels, my daily security rounds unearthed more than just dusty corners and abandoned spaces. The hotel’s basement, a former speakeasy from the roaring 1920s, became a focal point of mysterious encounters that left an indelible mark on my memory.
The Speakeasy Secrets:
Descending to the basement, remnants of the bygone era surrounded me—the mosaic Romanesque tiles, tall wooden columns, dark wood paneling, and the grand stone fireplace. This room, once alive with clandestine revelry, now lay silent, gathering the echoes of the past.
An Unsettling Presence:
The uneasy journey began every morning on the old creaky elevator. Trepidation gripped me as the elevator descended, and the distinct sounds of a lively party resonated. Laughter and chatter filled the air, yet upon opening the door, the room stood empty. An unwelcome intruder, I felt the gaze of unseen eyes, and a lingering resentment grew with each passing day.
A Hostile Specter:
One particular entity, a hostile male presence, seemed to shadow my movements, and female voices pleaded for understanding. Determined to catch a glimpse, I tried surprising them upon arrival, but they eluded my sight, surrounding me with a spectrum of emotions—from anger to curiosity.
Unusual Sightings:
In the hotel’s final year, as demolition loomed, I witnessed the extraordinary. In the main nightclub, a shimmering figure materialized—a young woman in a yellow t-shirt and translucent legs. Her gaze locked with mine before she vanished. Months later, describing the sighting to a colleague in the speakeasy, a fuse blew at the precise moment, a sign, I believed, from the same female spirit acknowledging our conversation.
Conclusion:
These spectral encounters in Victoria’s historic hotel remain vivid in my memory. The speakeasy’s unseen guests, caught in a time warp, continued their revelry, leaving behind an ethereal presence that defied explanation. As the hotel made way for modernity, the echoes of the past lingered, a testament to the rich history and unseen dimensions that coexist in the heart of Victoria.
