Lonely Men Can’t Resist California Hotel Haunted By Dead Prostitute

In 1908, Alturas, California was in desperate need of a hotel.

The town was quickly expanding, and visiting businessmen and developers needed a place to stay.

Within a year, the Hotel Niles opened its doors to the public.

The Most Beautiful Hotel in Alturas

Updated 9/19/2019 – Despite having many years of financial strain and a brush with demolishment, the hotel remains open and has become an iconic building in Alturas.

When Dean (Name changed for privacy) was traveling through the town in search of a hotel, he was immediately transfixed by the stunning beauty of the building.

“I was just passing through, but as soon as I saw the hotel, I knew I wanted to stay there for the night, no matter the cost,” he said.

Did you know that it was haunted at that point?

“No, not at all,” Dean replied.

I had never been to Alturas before, so I didn’t know anything about it.

I mentioned to the concierge that I had never been there before, and she seemed to want to tell me something, then thought better of it.

“So I got my key, went to my room and set down all of my bags.

As I unloaded the clothes I would wear the next morning, I felt this…odd sensation,” he shrugged.

Odd sensation?

“Yes, kind of like a low, steady burning on the upper part of my body.

It was weird and hard to describe, but that the time I thought I was possibly coming down with a fever.

Is It a Fever or Something More Sinister?

“For that reason I decided to get to bed early.

I read for a while and had shut the lights off by 10:30.

I slept poorly…I kept feeling that burning sensation, but it seemed to intensify by the hour.

“Then, I suddenly felt something put weight on the bed right beside me.

As I watched, puzzled, the weight shifted and I felt this unseen force move closer and closer to my body.

What were your initial thoughts?

“I thought my fever had gotten worse—to the point where I was bordering on hallucinations.

I felt this unseen force graze against my forearm,” Dean said, demonstrating.

“Really, I was very calm, until I distinctly began to hear a woman breathing right in my ear.

It was so incredibly clear, my instinct was saying, ‘Dean, you don’t have a fever, Dean this is real.’

“I lunged out of bed and grabbed my suitcase, not even bothering to change out of my pajamas.

I ran through the lobby, got into my car and peeled out of the parking lot.

“As I circled around to the front of the hotel to exit onto the main road, something made me draw my eyes up to the window of what had been my room.

I slammed on the brakes and stared up in horror at where I was just two minutes prior.”

What did you see?

“A woman…a dead woman in a nightgown, watching me drive away.

Once I hit my next destination a few hours later, I conducted a little research about the Hotel Niles.

That’s when I discovered that the hotel was known for being haunted and that a ghost of a prostitute liked to crawl into bed with visiting men,” he shook his head.

“Alturas is a really messed up town, and I don’t think I will ever be the same again, frankly.”