3 True Rainy Night Horror Stories (With Rain Sounds)

[rain falling] I worked the night shift at a medium-sized hotel in my town.

The main thing I did at my job was stand at the front counter and attend to customers that needed to check in or out.

For the most part, though, barely anyone would be going in or out of the lobby during the night, and when they did, they would just pass by.

So pretty much I just stood there all night staring at the doors.

Anyways, I would get the usual angry customers complaining about something or just being weird, but there was one night in particular that still stands out to me.

It was a normal night, just like any other as I stood at the front desk.

There was a pretty big storm going on outside though, and usually whenever it's raining or just bad weather in general, nobody would be going in or out of the hotel.

I pulled my phone out to pass the time, but a few minutes later, a man showed up at the entrance door.

He walks through the first set of doors and then stops standing in the small area between the two sets of doors.

He gazes through the glass, looking around the inside of the building, then makes quick eye contact with me before awkwardly patting down his pockets and walking back out into the rain.

It was pretty weird, but to be honest, I'd worked at a hotel long enough and met so many people that I was used to the strange and awkward behavior.

I assumed he just forgot his keys or something and had to get it back from his car.

However, I should mention that I'd never seen this man before, though not uncommon due to most customers checking in or out during the day.

Plus, he didn't have a suitcase or a bag or anything, so of course, I just assumed he already had a room and everything.

Another few minutes went by before the phone rang on my desk.

The caller ID said it was an outside number, so I knew it wasn't anyone from one of the rooms.

I picked it up and said the regular hotel introduction and asked how I could help.

A man was on the other line and said that he had parked in the front lot and needed help bringing in his luggage.

"Sorry, all of our bellmen left at nine AM." He responded politely saying that it was okay, but then he asked me if I could come out and help him, assuring me that he just needed me to roll in a small suitcase.

This was a pretty strange request, but I told him that if he pulled his car up to the front door, then I could help him get situated.

He paused for a moment and then said okay and hung up.

A little bit annoyed, I walked around the desk and waited in between the entrance doors.

I stood there for probably five minutes before getting impatient.

I opened the door and stuck my head outside.

It was still pouring, but I could see the man from earlier across the parking lot waving to me and motioning for me to come over.