A few weeks ago a friend and I decided to dine at a
popular Chinese restaurant in the city of Adelaide. The waiter at
the restaurant told us we would have to wait about an hour
to be seated (we hadn't booked) and so we decided to head
up the road a bit to a hotel for a pre-dinner drink or
two.
I had worked for a while at this hotel in the eighties and related to my friend how several staff members
at the time claimed to have had unsettling experiences in the hotel, usually when closing up at night.
One particular story I remember being told detailed how one night, after closing and just as the hotel was to be locked
up, a staff member remembered something he had forgotten in the bar and went back to deal with it. He found that all
the plants (in rather heavy planter boxes) had mysteriously moved from the walls to the centre of the hallway in the
hotel. No one else was in the hotel and he had only moments before walked down the hallway and the plants had
not been lined up in the centre of it.
While I worked there, I never saw or witnessed anything like that, but remember that I sometimes felt uneasy while working alone
out in the back restaurant/bar and experienced that "being watched" feeling.
So anyway, after a couple of drinks, I mentioned to my
friend that our table would soon be available at the
restaurant up the road and that I was just going to use the
toilet. He said he needed to go as well and would
accompany me. As we were walking up the hallway he was a
few steps ahead of me. Clear as a bell I heard my name
being spoken, softly in my ear, as though by someone just
behind me. I turned and looked behind me, there was no one
there. I said to my friend "Did you hear that?". He shook
his head, he had heard nothing. The hallway is carpeted
with plush carpet and the walls are thick and wooden. The
door to the bar was closed and the sounds of the patrons
inside the bar were muffled, a combination of humming
voices, clicking pool balls and cues, and the music being
played on the juke box. I had heard my name spoken softly
and distinctly in a man's voice, right next to my
ear! "Did you just say my name?" I asked my friend again.
He looked at me with a look on his face as if to say "Why
would I?". I know this friend well, and if he was having a
joke with me he would have let me know.
After that, I felt rather nervous being there, I used the bathroom as quickly
as I could and felt quite unnerved until we left the bar.
Since then I have thought quite a bit about what I heard.
I don't go out much and haven't been to that particular
hotel for many years, so it could not have been that I was
recognised and called out to by someone. I feel quite sure
that what I heard was in that hallway and spoken by
someone/something I could not see.
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