Caliente Quiet Time

Submitted by Lulu Morgan

 

I honestly don’t know why I’m writing this. I’ve gone back and forth about it for a while now. Part of me thinks you’ll just chalk this up to nerves or imagination, and honestly…maybe you’d be right. But ever since I heard your team was looking into Caliente in Crafton through Facebook, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about what happened.

 

I used to work there…not for long. I didn’t even make it a few full weeks. My shifts were usually slow and quiet, especially early in the day before anyone else was around. I didn’t believe in anything paranormal or ghostly or whatever you’d call it. Still don’t know if I do. But one morning, I was in there alone when I started hearing this noise. A “shhhh” sound. Like someone shushing me. It wasn’t loud, but it was…deliberate.

 

 

At first I thought it had to be something mechanical…maybe a pipe, a vent, some weird air thing. So I followed it, trying to figure out where it was coming from. It led me toward the basement area, and just as I turned the corner by the door, this huge gust of wind came out of nowhere. But not like a draft. It felt…strong. Like it passed through me. I can’t explain it. I’ve never felt anything like it before or since.

 

I didn’t stick around. I walked out and never came back. I didn’t even call to quit. I just…couldn’t go back in there.

 

 

Anyway, maybe this means something to you. Maybe it doesn’t. I just needed to get it off my chest.