Around 3 o'clock in the morning I was awakened out of a sound sleep by a loud argument. I listened sleepily for a few minutes then realized it was between a man and a woman. As she cried softly he stomped around and yelled loudly. The wall thumped as if someone had been pushed into it and he continued his violent tirade. She continued crying and trying to reason with him. Softly coaxing him to "be nice." It was a waste of time. Spurred on by anger the man cruelly roared on. In retaliation she screamed back at him.
"Darn!" I said, sitting up in bed. The hotel was built in the late 1800's and keeping with the policy there was no phone or television in the room. My mind was racing with alternative plans when all at once the argument stopped. I listened to the silence and decided they'd kissed and made up. Sleepily I slid back down to the comfort of my bed.
Next morning I asked a few other conference goers if they'd heard the fracas. Some had and some hadn't. When I confronted the hotel manager with the tale of my noisy neighbors she looked at me shocked.
"I thought you knew about them!"
"Huh?"
"Well when you chose the room right next door I thought…."
"Tell me," I asked.
"The ghosts who argue." She smiled. "Those two. So many people have heard their fights. She's a young woman and he's somewhat older.
"It was on the History Channel…" She said.
Now I remembered. The voices of the ghostly couple doomed to spend eternity locked in their pathetic confrontation. What became of them, I wondered as I set my recorder up the second night hoping to get some EVP of the couple. Silence. Except for the music from one of the saloons, the night couldn't have been any quieter.
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