Despite the ongoing national financial crisis, the
community of Big Spring, Texas became the location of a new hotel during the
early 1930s. The hotel was extensive and lavish, and quickly became the talk of
the town. However, many people started checking into the hotel with a single,
Hotel Settles: A
Luxury Hotel of Big Spring
With the Great Depression well underway, with no end in
sight, many people began to check into Hotel Settles to commit suicide. Over
the next couple of decades, the hotel lost some of its appeal and closed down
due to financial struggles. The building sat empty for many years.
That is until 2012, when an extensive renovation project
began. As construction crews and designers meticulously restored the hotel to
its former, lavish glory, they unwittingly woke up many spirits within the very
walls of the building. As guests begin to check into the hotel, many of them
started reporting seeing apparitions of people in period clothing wandering
around in the hallways—even in some of the rooms themselves.
Theresa, a local paranormal enthusiast, became very excited
when she heard about the onslaught of paranormal activity at the local hotel.
She had been wanting to begin her own paranormal investigation team and she
figured Hotel Settles was the perfect place to begin. “I was still trying to
recruit people for the group at that point, and while I wasn’t exactly pleased
with the idea of checking out the hotel by myself, I knew collecting evidence
could possibly gain me new members,” she reasoned.
A Crowd of Ghosts
“So I walked into the hotel and started exploring each
floor. It was a Monday evening so there weren’t a lot of people around. As I
walked down the hall, I got this sudden, inexplicable urge to go to the top
floor of the hotel.
“I’m not sure why,” Theresa said, shaking her head. “But
since I planned on going through the whole thing, it really didn’t make any
difference. I rode the elevator up and the moment I stepped foot on that floor
I felt suddenly uneasy.
“I turned and looked all the way toward one end of the
hotel…and seated in the window was a man. He had a suit on, but something about
the fabric and style of it made me realize it wasn’t some trendy, modern suit.
It had seen better days.
“I must have been seventy feet or so away when I made eye
contact with the man. Something about his expression, and the aura around him,
gave me the chills, and then…then he pushed himself off the ledge and plummeted
out the window,” she murmured, getting teary-eyed. “Naturally I cried out for
help and ran to the window.
“I looked down but I couldn’t see anything. Still, I knew
I had to get help, so I turned on my heels and found the exit sign that led to
the stairwell. The moment the door closed behind me I knew something was terribly
wrong,” Theresa whispered.
“All over the stairwell were people hanging from ropes
tied to the ceiling. Their pale, ghostly faces just blinked and stared at me as
I cried and shrieked, overwhelmed by what I was seeing. Hotel Security found me
ten minutes later in a state of psychosis. I had to be escorted out of Big
Spring and sent to the nearest psych ward for evaluation. I haven’t been the
same since,” she said.