Drifting through the crisp night air, the unmistakable sound of a saloon piano begins to play. The music is slow, mournful, and echoes perfectly through the empty wooden structures.
When caretakers bravely approach the old saloon to investigate the noise, the music abruptly stops. There is never anyone inside.
Even skeptical government historians sent to document the site have experienced things they cannot logically explain.
One researcher was finishing his notes at dusk when he noticed movement in the corner of his eye. He looked up at the empty hotel and froze…
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