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The Touch 4

“I dont know what to tell you Miss. Noone is in this room”, the clerk said to her.

“Cant you check your records to see if anyone was registered to this room”, she asked

“Yes, I can check but I assure you that this room…”

“Will you please just go check”, she yelled.

He turned and quickly left the room. Rachel paced back and forth trying to figure a rational explanation for what she heard. She walked over to the bed and sat down. Her face buried in her hands she inhaled. Just as she exhaled she felt a tightening on her neck. She sat up, struggling to breath. She tryed to stand up but something brought her back down. Her hands grabbed a hold of the bed sheets as her head was pulled back. She felt she was about to pass out. Just as her eyes started to roll back in her head, the clerk walked in. Whatever had a hold on her released her and she fell back on the bed.

“Miss, are you ok”, the clerk asked as he ran to her side.

Holding her hand to her throat she said, “I think this room is haunted”.

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