Hello and welcome to Psychic Teachers. I'm your host Samantha Fei, and I'm Deb Bowen,

and we hope you're in the mood for a spooky show this week. How would you feel about staying in a hotel

that is rumored not only to be haunted, but to also be overshadowed or even possessed by something evil?

No, we're not talking about the Stanley Hotel. In today's episode, we're going to be discussing

the sorted, scary, often-lord history behind the Cecil Hotel, which has been home to countless

suicides, mysterious disappearances, a few serial killers, several murders, and one very,

very strange death. The Cecil Hotel, located in downtown Los Angeles, was built in 1924 by

Hotelier William Banks Hunter. It cost him a million dollars to build the 700-room elegant hotel,

but poor Mr. Hunter had bad timing. Just two years after the hotel was finished, the great crash

happened, and the country was plunged into the Great Depression. The neighborhood came to be known

as Skid Row, leaving the Cecil Hotel to feel like a beautiful young debut-tunt with nowhere to go.

Now, instead of attracting international businessmen, her marble hotel lobby became home to

drugies and criminals. During the height of the Great Depression, the hotel was the site of six

suicides. Some chose to end their suffering with poison, others chose to slip out a high-story

window, and the rest resorted to the cold, hard steel of a gun barrel. Deb, would you like to give

us some of those exciting details? No, Samantha, I would not, but I will. Actually, you missed one

method of suicide, and that was it some people slit their own throats. Yikes. Yikes, I just gotta say

that, and I am not gonna talk about all six of those suicides, but I do want to tell you about two

during the 1930s. One was Army Sergeant Louis Borden, who slashed his throat with a razor,

less than two years later, Roy Thompson of the Marine Corps jumped from a top of the hotel,

and was found on the skylight of a neighboring building. Can you imagine looking up your skylight

and seeing that? Yeah. In September of 1944, 19 year old Dorothy Jean Persell awoke in the middle

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