The Empty Floor Mystery

November 11, 2026

by Darby

2 min read

Story Premise 2 min read (398 words)

"Some time ago, I worked at the Grandview Inn, a charming old hotel nestled in the heart of the city. The uppermost floor was often left untouched, reserved for special occasions when the rest of the hotel was fully booked. The space was largely comprised of event halls and a few guest rooms—only about ten […]"

Some time ago, I worked at the Grandview Inn, a charming old hotel nestled in the heart of the city. The uppermost floor was often left untouched, reserved for special occasions when the rest of the hotel was fully booked. The space was largely comprised of event halls and a few guest rooms—only about ten in total. One day, I was assigned to prepare the upper floor for an upcoming gala. Normally, staff worked in pairs, but that day I was on my own.

As I began my duties, making beds and spraying a pleasant scent in the air, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was not alone. I had recently received a warning for being caught watching television in one of the guest rooms, so I was extra cautious. My instincts were heightened, and I found myself glancing around more than usual.

One room in particular caught my attention. It was positioned at the end of the hallway and had a layout that felt unusual. The mirror there was placed directly across from the entrance, which was not standard for the other rooms. As I worked on the bed, I suddenly felt the prickly sensation of being observed. My heart raced as I turned to look toward the mirror, half-expecting to see someone behind me.

The reflection showed only the empty room, and I let out a slow breath, trying to calm my nerves. I resumed my task, but the feeling persisted, creeping in as I dusted the furniture. With every movement, it felt as if eyes were fixed on me, watching my every action.

After a while, I mustered the courage to finish my chores quickly, anxious to leave the unsettling atmosphere of that floor. Just as I was about to step out, I caught a glimpse of something unusual in the mirror. For a fleeting moment, I thought I saw a shadow move behind me, but when I turned, there was nothing there.

Finally, I hurried out of the room and down the hallway, eager to return to the bustling activity of the lower floors. The feeling of being watched lingered in my mind, but I tried to dismiss it as nothing more than my imagination. Yet, as I left the upper floor, a chill ran down my spine, and I couldn’t shake the sense that I had not been alone after all.

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