The Bund Hotel

Beneath the grand facade of The Bund Hotel, where chandeliers once flickered with laughter and clinking glasses, a chilling darkness lingers like a restless fog, whispering secrets of the past. Guests have often awoken to the unsettling sensation of unseen eyes tracing their every breath, while disembodied murmurs weave through the air, twisting into incoherent confessions that burrow into the mind like splinters. As shadows coalesce in the corners of elegantly faded rooms, the haunting truth remains: some guests leave with their dreams, while others are claimed by the very walls that once sheltered them.