All the flashlights are broken. So I am using a torch. I just watched a YouTube video on how to make a proper torch without burning the whole thing like a match stick. All because I want to figure out what is going on in this basement at the “Haunted” Air B’n’B I am staying at. $300 a night, whatever this is better scare the shit out of me.

I am staying here two weeks and I am a little over halfway through it, I finally have the nerve to go to the basement. All week there has been this tapping almost like morse code. So today is the night I am going to go down there.

I open the door and man is smells dingy and muggy down there. There is only one way forward and that is down. As I walk down the stairs I see a hue of light in the corner, exactly where the tapping is coming from. There is no windows down here so it can’t be moonlight. My hands are starting to get sweaty I think to myself. Let’s figure what this noise is.

I make my way over to the corner and I see what it is. It’s a homemade ghost, like it’s got a little tape recording of a tapping noise and a little light to make it glow in the dark. Its adorable I think to myself not scary. As I turn around. The door to the basement slams shut and locks. The ghost starts to get bigger and bigger. The things in the basement start to levitate. I try to run upstairs but the door is jammed shut. The levitated stuff starts to explode around me but nothing is hitting me, still this is freaky me out and I just peed myself. I start to cry and the door opens. I run upstairs as snot starts to run down my face. Then there is a flash and a picture prints from a Polaroid camera. I run to my bedroom and I leave the next morning. That was a Five Star “Haunted” Air B’n’B. I will never come back.