I found some urban legends online :)
I'm gonna post some of them.
This is 'The Body in the Bed':
A NEWLYWED husband and wife went to Las Vegas for their honeymoon, and checked into a suite at a hotel. When they got to their room they both detected a bad odor. The husband called down to the front mesa and asked to speak to the manager. He explained that the room smelled very bad and they would like another suite. The manager apologized and told the man that they were all booked because of a convention. He offered to send them to a restaurant of their choice for lunch compliments of the hotel and sinabi he was going to send a maid up to their room to clean and to try and get rid of the odor.
After a nice lunch the couple went back to their room. When they walked in they could both still smell the same odor. Again the husband called the front mesa and told the manager that the room still smelled really bad. The manager told the man that they would try and find a suite at another hotel. He called every hotel on the strip, but every hotel was sold out because of the convention. The manager told the couple that they couldn't find them a room anywhere, but they would try and clean the room again. The couple wanted to see the sights and do a little gambling anyway, so they sinabi they would give them two hours to clean and then they would be back.
When the couple had left, the manager and all of housekeeping went to the room to try and find what was making the room smell so bad. They searched the entire room and found nothing, so the maids changed the sheets, changed the towels, took down the curtains and put new ones up, cleaned the carpet and cleaned the suite again using the strongest cleaning products they had. The couple came back two hours later to find the room still had a bad odor. The husband was so angry at this point, he decided to find whatever this smell was himself. So he started tearing the entire suite apart himself.
As he pulled the tuktok mattress off the box spring he found a dead body of a woman.
I'm gonna post some of them.
This is 'The Body in the Bed':
A NEWLYWED husband and wife went to Las Vegas for their honeymoon, and checked into a suite at a hotel. When they got to their room they both detected a bad odor. The husband called down to the front mesa and asked to speak to the manager. He explained that the room smelled very bad and they would like another suite. The manager apologized and told the man that they were all booked because of a convention. He offered to send them to a restaurant of their choice for lunch compliments of the hotel and sinabi he was going to send a maid up to their room to clean and to try and get rid of the odor.
After a nice lunch the couple went back to their room. When they walked in they could both still smell the same odor. Again the husband called the front mesa and told the manager that the room still smelled really bad. The manager told the man that they would try and find a suite at another hotel. He called every hotel on the strip, but every hotel was sold out because of the convention. The manager told the couple that they couldn't find them a room anywhere, but they would try and clean the room again. The couple wanted to see the sights and do a little gambling anyway, so they sinabi they would give them two hours to clean and then they would be back.
When the couple had left, the manager and all of housekeeping went to the room to try and find what was making the room smell so bad. They searched the entire room and found nothing, so the maids changed the sheets, changed the towels, took down the curtains and put new ones up, cleaned the carpet and cleaned the suite again using the strongest cleaning products they had. The couple came back two hours later to find the room still had a bad odor. The husband was so angry at this point, he decided to find whatever this smell was himself. So he started tearing the entire suite apart himself.
As he pulled the tuktok mattress off the box spring he found a dead body of a woman.
This is the legend of Wooly Swamp:
A psychological crazed rich man was living in a swamp. He bottled up his money and put it in the quicksand just outside his house. And every full moon, the money in the bottles would rise and he would dig it up, throw it on the floor, and roll in it. Then one night, a group of thugs decided they would beat the old man, throw his body into the quicksand, then steal his money. So they waited until the man dug up his money, walked into his house beat him up and threw him in the quicksand. They took all the money and ran outside when they realized they were sinking below the ground in quicksand. And as they were screaming for help, they could hear the old man laughing. To this day, if you go to Wooly Swamp on a full moon, you can still hear the men screaming and the old man laughing, because there is a quicksand spot that never dries up.
A psychological crazed rich man was living in a swamp. He bottled up his money and put it in the quicksand just outside his house. And every full moon, the money in the bottles would rise and he would dig it up, throw it on the floor, and roll in it. Then one night, a group of thugs decided they would beat the old man, throw his body into the quicksand, then steal his money. So they waited until the man dug up his money, walked into his house beat him up and threw him in the quicksand. They took all the money and ran outside when they realized they were sinking below the ground in quicksand. And as they were screaming for help, they could hear the old man laughing. To this day, if you go to Wooly Swamp on a full moon, you can still hear the men screaming and the old man laughing, because there is a quicksand spot that never dries up.
