The Lindeth Ghost

It was extremely dark, and as I patrolled the corridors I took care to observe the numbered doors as I passed them, for it was rumoured that Room 120 was not a particularly happy place to be, many guests had departed in a terrible state quoting night disturbance as the cause of their disquiet, and now as I approached that very room I felt the hair on my body begin to tingle, and not with pleasure, for though I do not believe in the horrors of the supernatural, I had no wish to have that view changed; I approached the door and inserted my Master key and immediately drew back, a deathly howl from within sent shivers through my body and though my brain insisted I should enter the room and check for disturbance, my heart cried run, run.