To celebrate the old gaelic festival marking the season of harvest, when the realm of dead flirts with that of the living, I will zap 1100 sats to every horror story that get posted in this territory, from now until Nov 1st.
RULES:
- Scare me
- True stories are better
- Stories don't have to be original, but please acknowledge your sources
- Bonus sats for artistic accompaniment
There may be a grand prize for my favourite. Unsure. Stay posted.
This doesn't warrant inclusion in the contest, but when my daughter was looking at colleges we visited some schools in Boston. We stayed at this hotel:
https://ghostcitytours.com/boston/haunted-places/haunted-omni-parker-hotel/
I half wanted to see Dickens, but I'm a coward so I admit I was scared. I convinced my daughter to take the elevator to the third floor and stand outside his room with me. I was relieved that we noticed nothing unusual. Later I was disappointed.