User blog comment:NightFreak/Try to scare me if you Dare/@comment-1492918-20100418030721

Long ago, there was a country undiscovered, and an explorer found it. He wanted to build a hotel right on the native's most sacred spot. The natives wouldn't allow it, so they attacked the explorer with tooth and nail. The explorer took up a machine gun and massacred them all. The native shaman, with his dying breath, said if the explorer took one step onto the sacred ground, the wrath of the gods would strike him down. Of course, the explorer didn't believe him, so construction went ahead, and within the day, it was done. The explorer went to his room, and slept. When the maid came in, to turn his covers and clean the room, she saw grey fire licking under the doo, and heard screaming. She screamed, and ran for the fire extingiusher. When she went in, everything was fine, except for the man. All that remained of him was a charred corpse... To this day, anyone who steps foot in that hotel is found dead and burnt the next day... almost as if the ghosts of the natives still haunt that hotel... and their gods laugh at the dying screams of the guests...