I am a big fan of the show Ghost Hunters which is usually shown in the United States in the Sci-Fi channel. A team called TAPS (the Atlantic Paranormal Society) is a group of professional ghost hunters / Busters, who are led by two plumbers, Jason Hawes and Grant Wilson. Yes, you read that right, plumbers. His interest in the paranormal came from customers who complain about the activities of strangers in her house while they went about their plumbing. Usually these were noises of any broken pipes or weak bases, but eventually sparked his curiosity and became more interested in the paranormal and everything connected with it. Over the years, extensive studies on ghosts, apparitions and sightings have become the leading paranormal team in the country and the world. They are usually called by the home or business owners to investigate and help solve any mysteries they might harbor.

One of my very favorite episodes would have to be in that visited the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park, Colorado. For those of you who are Stephen King fans, you'll realize that this is the same hotel where he wrote his famous book (and later to become a cult classic movie) – The Shining – although the hotel was renamed to 'El Mirador '. On a visit to Stanley with his wife, Tabitha, stayed in room 217, where he vowed that after his arrival and a quick dinner, returned to the room to find his clothes and boxes had been carefully arranged in the closet. None of the employees had entered his hotel room that night.

TAPS for the assignment of a special Halloween episode, decided to document to see if the rumors of ghosts and paranormal activity are true. The hotel was emptied for the night, leaving only the taps team to do what they wanted. The investigation began sometime around midnight and Jason Hawes chose to stay in room 217, but not before creating night vision cameras that recorded everything while he was asleep. There was a deathly silence in the room when he fell into a light sleep. Nothing happened for awhile, but suddenly the closet door (which had been left open) began to close itself. There was a click as if the latches on the inside and then silence again. As a viewer, I can safely say that she was shocked at the sight of that, and I am one of the most skeptical would never know. There was no wind and no other indication that someone entered the room. How does one explain that rationally?

A second test that stood out to me happened when both Jason and Grant went to the basement of the hotel, with teams called EVP (Electronic Voice Phenomena). These are often unexplained voices that can be recorded on tape or digital recorders that were not heard by human ears at the time was recorded. While in the basement, which began making routine questions – 'Are you here with us? Show yourself? Give us a sign? "And so on. Normally, do not expect anything in return, but not hurt to ask all the same. However, everyone (and this includes the viewer) could clearly hear the sound of laughter of a child and a voice saying "Hello?" too. Of course bewildered men, who wondered whether they were actually hearing things, so they asked again, this time, the voice was much stronger. "Hello ? this invisible voice cried, then laughed as if to find much fun in playing with the mortals in her presence. I do not think I've seen its features take a look so pale, and these are the men who are skeptical in their own right.They do more to disprove ghost activities than to actually prove that there are – if they can help.

Once closed all the evidence, (there were also reports of faint 20s music being heard from the ballroom and in the elevators), there was no doubt in the minds of the members faucets that the hotel was extremely pleased in every way shape or form . Do not give all the credit, but short story by Stephen King, has been in effect this hotel, apparently in the middle of nowhere, one of the most active especially on Halloween.

Stanley's story itself is quite interesting, and I always find myself trying to read the stories of old hotels and the people who frequented them. I think every room has a story to tell, that beneath the aroma of fresh pine and polished, clean sheets and the sun is faint but dark of unsolved mysteries. Was that room once occupied by a troubled couple who tried to repair the damage and things not going so well? There was a great fight, blood stains on the bed and the floor? Elements were broken, leaving a slight dent but hardly noticeable on the wall? Look at that closet carefully, you can see faint scratch marks on it? Was someone locked in there and let it starve for days? When you look out the window, do you imagine someone leaping to his death or suicide or a crime of passion? Sure, these might sound extreme, but you can never erase all the possibilities of the mind.

In the story, 1408 written by Stephen King (and soon to be a movie staring John Cusack and Samuel L. Jackson), King takes the reader on the Dolphin Hotel in New York. Michael Enslin is a writer who writes about haunted buildings and usually spends a night in each of them to get an idea of what the place is like. He hears the story of Room 1408 of Mr. Olin, who lets him know of the past history of the room of suicides, accidental deaths and strange perceptions. But Enslin is convinced that Olin is trying to scare and decides to stay in the room for the night. Unfortunately, even last an hour because, although no ghosts appear, the room playing with his perception of reality, causing him to have visions and strange and frightening thoughts.

Hotels, hostels and even a simple bed and breakfast places great fodder raising horror muse in all of us. So try to have fun with it. Go to Google, research on (local) hotels that have haunted pasts and try to book yourself and a friend or two to at least a weekend stay. Take your notebook and pencil or pen, and if you're daring enough, a recorder, and do some ghost hunting of your own. I'd recommend a camera, but I do not think most ghosts like their pictures taken. Document any and all 'odd' things that you realize, and maybe if you sit still long enough and listen hard, you could only get that thrill of consciousness in the back, feel the little hairs on the back his neck on the rise, and finally, the soft, feather like touch and presence of a new partner in the abandonment to say hello.