A Night at the Resort

The following episode contains a brief mention of sexual assault. Listener discretion is advised. Have you ever sensed a strange energy while traveling? During this call with Irelia, I learned about the causes as she explained her experiences from staying at hotels and what you can do if you ever go through something similar. What she experienced was quite frightening. My name is Edwin and d it's true scary story. My story takes place June of twenty twenty two. It happened at Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, at a five star resort. We were invited by some of my husband's friends and it was quick three day vacations. We were excited arrived. The resort was beautiful, picturesque. It was busy with summer travelers. As we checked in, the front desk informed us that there was a room ready for us on the first floor, but if we waited until four o'clock, they could offer us a suite with an ocean view. Of course, we were gonna take that. We accepted the offer and we decided to wait till four pm. We hung up by the pool, had some snacks, just enjoyed the sun at four pm. We were given our key and we went up to the suite. As soon as I walked in, I was like, m mmm, something doesn't feel right here. I really don't know what it was. It just felt very cold, too much of a contrast from the sunny outside to almost like an ice box. I thought, ah, maybe it's just the ac Then I noticed that there was this large chair that was positioned in the middle of the hallway, blocking the adjacent room. Sometimes in those hotels you can open up two suites and hang out in both areas. I tried moving that chair out of the way, but it was so heavy it just wasn't gonna happen. We walked into the bedroom suite. There was two queen beds. They were pushed all the way along to the walls. One of the beds was blocking the closet door, very weird. The other was pushed all the way against the other wall and it was blocking an entrance to the adjacent restroom. I thought, that's odd way to arrange a bedroom. But okay, my husband was really excited. He was opening up the curtains, excited about that ocean view, which was beautiful. Ocean crashing. You can see the pools beneath us, and we dropped off our luggage and we went to go enjoy the pool. We didn't return to the room until well past midnight. We showered, got ready for bed. I was very fussy. I was struggling to sleep. I tossing and turning and tossing and turning. Finally I just started drifting off to sleep. I began to have this nightmare. And this nightmare there was something, a presence on the right side of my body. It wasn't anything, but it was the feeling that something was there. In this dream, I was just searching through a very dark room, through a darkness, and my hands were in front of me. I was looking for a light switch. As soon as I reached for that light switch, I felt it and something grabbed my right wrists violently pulled me to the left. At that time, I awoke with this gasp. My right hand was actually over my husband's body and I was on top of him. I startled him awake. He just said, oh, you know, you're okay, stay calm, you had a nightmare. He kind of just tried soothing me eye, but I was not about to go back to sleep. I stayed awake until I saw that sunrise. It could have been around four in the morning. Day two, we're out all day in the sun, having fun, eating, drinking. We go back to the room well past midnight. As I'm in the restroom getting ready for bed, my husband starts turning off all the lights, making sure all the doors are locked, curtains are shut. He comes to the door of the restroom and says, have you been there the entire time? I let him know that I was. I'll hurry up so he can brush his teeth and get ready for bed. But he has this look on his face like something is not okay. He says, swear to me, you've been in the restroom the whole time. I'm like, yes, that's where I've been in the restroom the whole time. What's going on? He says, I was waiting for you in the bedroom, and I started noticing that the lights started turning off, one by one by one by one. This is impossible because in the suite there was a living room area, a kitchen area, a hallway, and there was about eight or nine light switches. See, all were together, not one by one. I didn't know what to say say to him. He just said, do you believe me? Of course I believe you. I shared with him ever since we got here. I just don't know about this room. I have a really weird feeling. I'm quite sensitive to paranormal activity. I do a lot of energy work. I'm open to all sorts of occult things. Something was off in that space that night. We both had a really difficult time sleeping. As soon as we saw the sunlight, we were out that door. Our final day there. It was the same as the previous days, out all day back well past midnight, and we were both nervous and uncomfortable. But it was our last night, so whatever, let's just enjoy. I began to fall asleep that was so fatigued from the last the sleep of the previous days. I begin to have that similar nightmare as the first night. I'm in a dark room. I'm looking for a light switch. Then something starts grabbing my right wrist. This time is different. My right wrist is being squeezed. It is going from my wrist to my elbow to my shoulder. It's starting to get painful. I'm trying to wake up, but I'm experiencing sleep paralysis. I get really upset, almost like a switch flip, I was no longer fearful. I was upset that this entity was touching me. I began calling for my guardian angels. I called protective ancestors. I also Catholics, so I called for our angel Michael. I really demanded for this end to tea to release me and not touch me at across the boundary. At that moment, I awake with this deep gasp. I sit up straight, look at my right arm. It is red and it hurts. As my husband awakes as well, I show him my arm. He holds me and he says, Okay, it's six am. Let's pack up, let's get out of here. I am really upset that this entity is messing with me. I let my husband know I'm not scared. Right now, I'm not afraid. I want to check in through meditation to see what is going on in this room. I'm able to look up what is called the caushit records of people, businesses, places. That is like a library of the universe, all records that have been, will be and are. Through meditation, I can get information. So I called for some spiritual protection, and I began checking in what's going on here. I see messages of an image of a young woman. She was sexually assaulted in that room. That's what I'm getting. It seemed like she was drunk and she was taken there. She willingly went with this young man, but she wasn't ready to be intimate. She just wanted to hang out. The guy held her down during this assault. That's why my arm was being held down. And I started inquiring about the lights, what was going on with the lights in the bedroom. The information that I received there was that it was actually my husband's guardian, his mother, who has transitioned. The lights turning on were to protect us, so that if the lights were on, we really wouldn't have experienced any of that energy. What I had really experienced in that room was the residual energy of that young woman. I felt much better once I knew what I had experienced. I cleansed myself when I got home. I made sure that there was no energy that attached itself to me or my husband. I began sharing this experience with some of my friends who are healers and birth workers doulas. They let me know that because I'm now practicing this type of meditation and can channel. I'm kind of like a little antenna, and my WiFi is hunt and I can see your sense various energies. Due to this, I have to carry spiritual protection when I stay or I go places that have a lot of energy, such as hotels, hospitals, or historical sites. This also came into play when I went to Las Vegas later on that fall, where I had taken some of my protection with me, and it flew across the room while I was sleeping and I wasn't bothered at all. That was pretty wild. I went to Las Vegas November of twenty twenty two. I brought my little pouch of protective herbs. A friend of mine had sent me a little jar of yarrow. Yarro is a flower an herb that is for fevers, for stopping bleeding, but energetically it's for protection and for boundaries, and she said that was very helpful to her when she travels. So I brought that little bottle with me and had a fantastic time with my friends and the evening, I placed my little protective pouch next to the dresser next to me, and I put the bottle of yarrow flower essence next to me and I blistfully went to bed. I don't know what time it could have been. In Vegas, all hours of the day people are going in and out of the casinos. I heard while I was sleeping this loud crash, but I assume it was someone walking by and had knocked on our door accidentally stumbling to their room. Didn't really pay any mind. The morning we awoke, I noticed that my little pouch was on the floor next to my bed. I figured, oh, maybe it slithered out from the dresser. I was walking towards the restroom, which is next to the door of the hotel, and I see my little bottle of yarrow in front of the door. It is absolutely impossible that that little bottle could have gotten there on its own, because that was a good eight feet away, eight feet in a diagonal to the left. I woke my husband up and I said, hey, did you happen to pick up my little bottle, which I knew he hadn't, that would have been out of him. He just looked at me and said, no, I didn't touch your things. I just picked it up and just laughed because I felt it was that crash that I had heard in the evening was that little bottle rolling to the front of the room where maybe there was some energy that was not very light near me. I now always carry my little pouch and my little bottle whenever I'm going to stay in spaces that are of high energy. We are all so sensitive. I think it's just we always know it sounds off, but we don't trust our instinct of what it is. We kind of just feel I'm off. You know, it's not the rooms. I used to travel a lot, and I had always had a hard time sleeping in hotel rooms. The very first night at that time, I didn't understand why do I have such trouble sleeping. My justification used to be, well, I'm not in my bed, But it's more than that. It's all the people's energy that have been in that space that are making you restless. I would recommend maybe an obsidian or onyx and rub that over the bed, just to absorb any energy that was left behind in that bed, because we can't do a smoke cleanse in a non smoking room. Another thing that I would probably do is awa the Florida Florida water that is used for cleansing and pack that in a little spray bottle and spray to try to get it a little bit more calm and clear. Some people use vibration like a little bell. The sound and the vibration kind of clears things away, but it's really our intention of I don't want to be bothered, and I'm just clearing away anything that doesn't belong to me. I don't want anything to attach and come with me. I just want to the rest those travelers I think need to be very conscious of your spiritual hygiene because it is definitely real, and especially for people that are more attuned. I gotta spray myself down, I gotta whatever. If you are of the Catholic faith, get yourself a little bit of holy water, just rub yourself with your hands, something that you know is intentional that I'm cleaning. I'm not attaching to the story. I'm not attaching to anything attacked with this and fresh and clean all the time, totally just learning this stuff. I come from a strong Catholic background, which I still am a cultural Catholic, but I'm also open to just all the beautiful and buzzar universal things that there's more than we could ever comprehend. But the more you know, the more you have to be conscious of. Okay, I'm not feeling weird for no reason. There's something my body, mysels are telling me some things off. I need to trust myself it. Delia sent me a few items to help with protection while I travel following the recording of the story. Thank you very much for that, Dandy. I'm aware that listening to so many true experiences like this may come with consequences that even other listeners have detected through our audio files and experiences while listening. And if you are one of them and you want to share those with me, send them over to my Instagram and TikTok. I'm at Edwin Cove. That's E d w I n CoV. And if you have a story that you want to share on here, visit truescarystory dot com and just fill out the form. If you're into true crime stories and or one of the few that asked me to come up with something about that, let me know what kind of cases or podcasts are you listening to. I'm launching my own very soon and I'm very excited about it. If you can reach out to me over through Spotify's Q and A or just social media. Either way, it's fine, I'll be back next week. Thank you very much for listening. Soon