Welcome to the paranormal deep dive from Real Ghost Stories Online and the Grave Talks.

Ever since its grand opening on July 12, 1913, the Grove Park Inn's five-foot-thick granite walls

have stood witness to presidents and poets, and perhaps something more.

Tonight we slip beneath its red clay tile roof into a world where history and hauntings entwine.

Guests in the early 1920s spoke of velvet-gloved fingers brushing their hair

and soft sobbing echoing through the Palm Court atrium.

Reported cold drafts chill sealed rooms at midnight and staff have chased flickering pink

mists that vanish around corners.

Beneath the whisper of hidden machinery and the flicker of arts and crafts style sconces

lies a secret.

On Halloween nights, booking spike for Room 545, where a beauty pageant winner, dubbed the

pink lady, plunged two stories into the atrium. Was it accident, suicide, or something darker?

Investigators armed with EVP recorders and infrared cameras chase sounds and orbs,

while skeptics point to infrasound draft drafts, and electromagnetic quirks in the

inn's massive stone structure. Tonight we'll weave together eyewitness accounts,

architectural oddities, and psychological theories to ask, are these phenomena merely echoes

of suggestible minds, or does a century of sorrow linger in Asheville's Grand Mountain Retreat?

Prepare to venture beyond the lobby's warmth into corridors where every footstep could be your

own or someone else's.

I'm Tony Bruske.

Let's dig in.

From the moment Edwin Wiley Grove and his son-in-law, Fred Seeley, laid eyes on Sunset Mountain in western North Carolina.

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