Room 307
One night at the Glen Tavern Inn
October 30, 2014
“The story surrounding 307 is dated back to the prohibition era. The 3rd floor…[initially] housed a speakeasy [undercover bar] and a brothel. The main story is regarding a cowboy that was shot in the chest by the owner for swindling him of all his money. The other story is…a prostitute that had been killed on the 3rd floor — her decapitated body stored in the closet of 307,” said the general manager of the Glen Tavern Inn, Dustin Aremburg. The Buzz reporters gave their first-hand experiences at the hotel:
Jason’s Experience | Nick’s Experience: | Juan’s Experience: | Esteban’s Experience: |
The lobby of the hotel had dim lighting that added to the already eerie building. As I made my way upstairs, every step creaked. At the top floor, I stared down the long, windowless hallway decorated with old movie posters. Later in the night, I walked into the hallway, I thought Juan had followed since I felt a presence behind me. After I took a picture of the Halloween decoration, I turned back to see nobody. I walked back to the room confused and asked Juan if he had ever been with me but denied it. | As we walked into the lobby of the Glen Tavern Inn, I saw why the hotel would be considered haunted. Complete with Halloween decor, the design of the lobby gave it a classic and western look. A few hours after we settled in our room, we decided to look around the lobby some more. During the middle of the night, the lobby had a more creepy feeling. The overall mood of the lobby, and the rest of the hotel was more creepy than pleasant. | Once we checked in, the creaking flights of stairs lead to a distinctly different environment. At the very end of a lonely hall, was our room, 307. It was not until 1:00 a.m. when Jason and I sat on the infamous hallway sofa — adjacent to our room. Whether it was sleep deprivation or some other entity, I could not help but sense the feeling that I was being watched. From the corner of my eye, I could see a faint figure. However, when I turned to see any sign of life observing us from the end of the hall, there was nothing to be seen. | The spiritual presence of the two ghosts never happened. However, as a firm believer in the supernatural, I was overwhelmed with the whole experience. This was the first time that I spent the night at a haunted place. Throughout the night I was overthinking the whole idea of confronting a ghost. My fear kept me awake as I constantly glanced at the room’s entrance. I had a an unexplainable feeling that something was behind the door. Finally, I was able to force myself to sleep keeping the lights on. |
Sources: Esteban Leon and Juan Quero