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1. Had a few things happen to me but nothing major though some of my friends have had some fucking insane shit happen to them over the years. This is what happened to us a few months ago.
   We were on tour in the states (We're all Irish) and we were booked to play a place called Summit, NY. Its pretty much in the middle of nowhere but we played it last tour too and it was great fun. This time the gig wasn't in the same place but in a bar down the street. Now the gig last year was in a place called the Lake View house, which is this fucking epic scary looking old American classic looking wooden building that used to be a hotel but they closed down recently. The owner Debbie still lived there with her daughter and one or two other people. The place is huge and decked out old school to add to the scary feel of the place.
   The first day we arrived there last year we were told by the promoter about all the crazy shit that happens there THEN we're informed that we are staying in the place that night. The owner had put aside rooms for us, we were stoked cause it was a free place to crash and it was going to be comfortable. We played the gig in the lake view then had a few beers/food and went to bed. I was fuckin freaking out cause of all the stories we had been told that day. Fuckin' guests seeing people dressed in vintage clothing walking around and all that shit.
   We were staying in what we were told was the most haunted room in the building. To be honest we kinda though that they were just fucking with us to see what we would do.
   I pretty much stayed up all night shitting a brick waiting for some ghost to burst in a surprise sex us or some shit but absolutely nothing happened. It was both relieving and annoying cause we really thought some shit was going to go down.
   So THIS year we get booked in the place again but like I said we play in a different place but we are crashing at the lake view again.
   We get to the hotel pretty late at about 2am or so and therse a different vibe in the place. We've got 2 rooms this time on a different floor from the last tour. Theres 3 of us in one room and 2 in another.
   I was in the room with 2 of the guys and it was FUCKIN HOT, like serious sweat box shit. The bed was like stone but fuck it we were tired, 2 of us bailed into the big bed and one crashed on the floor.
   We're thinkin its too warm to sleep so we just kinda lay around shooting the shit and talkin about the tour so far. After an hour we start to get a bit sleepy so we chill back and shut the fuck up. After about 10 mins of silence we're all drifting off to sleep when BANG! the fuckin door of our room gets kicked in, like a proper fuckin dropkick to the bastard. We all jump the fuck up shouting and freaking out. Must the wind we said to each other, which was total bullshit as there wasn't a fuckin breeze to be found that night.
   We start drifting off again after closing the door when BANG! motherfucker gets kicked in again super hard. We start thinking its the other two lads next door but the hallway outside is old wooden shit and creaks like a bastard when you walk on it. We check outside and there's no one there at all.
   We leave the door open this time thinking if it is the wind at least it might cool down the crazy hot room. Again we drift off when SLAM! the fuckin door gets slammed the fuck shut. That's fuckin it, I'm up and into the room next door where the others are asleep. at this stage its gotta be past 4am. I wake the bastards up and realize they have a fan and the room is pretty cool. "Get the fuck up, this kip is haunted to fuck. we are heading to Albany and we're getting a hotel, I cant take this Shining shit no more". They tell me to fuck off and don't believe a word of what I told em cause they didn't hear anything despite being next door.
   I head back into my room and get back into bed, we wedge a shoe in between the door and the door frame to stop the slamming as we were convinced it was going to happen again. 5 minutes later and it did SLAM! fuckin shoe gets mashed with the power of this shit. Lights on, we're up. Fuck sleep, call the ghostbusters. Then we all have a total freak out cause we see the chest of drawers next to the bed and all the fuckin drawers are sticking out even though they were closed 2 minutes ago. We didnt even hear them opening.
   Thats it, its 6am now. Dudes next door get pulled out of bed and we load the van and split to R.I for our last gig before bed.
   I don't think we'll be back to Summit!