It was the rumour that the B&B was haunted that made it so popular
The couple, who were avid ghost hunters, were staying overnight with their young daughter. When they came through for breakfast in the morning, the elderly landlady went through her regular spiel about disembodied spirits wandering around during the night. She rambled on about the child that had often been seen wandering around with her teddy bear held tight against her chest who never stops crying or the lady with the lantern who goes through the house from window to window waiting for her lover to return. She smiled with pride when she said her most popular ghost was the black knight who clanks around in full armour with his head tucked under his arm.
“Did any of these visit during the night?” She asked, obviously enjoying her regular morning performance.
The couple looked disappointed. “No, nothing,” said the man. He looked at his wife. She shook her head and said, “Me neither.”
As she served food to the table, the old woman said, “Oh! Well, never mind. They don’t come every night.”
A small voice said, “I did.”
The mother turned. “You did what, darling.”
The precocious child spoke up. “Have a visit,” she said, matter-of-factly.
Both parents stared at her.
“Yes,” she went on, “A man came into my room last night. He had red hair and a big moustache. He was very dirty and there was blood on the side of his face. I think he was lost. He looked very angry.”
Excited, the mother said, “Wow! Honey, aren’t you the lucky one? Did he say anything?”
“Yes. He said he would never forgive her for what she had done.”
With this, their host turned very pale, looked across at her late husband’s photo on the shelf, then slowly walked across to the window and looked out at the flower bed. Her guests looked on as she moved to the kitchen sink and leaned over it, obviously feeling faint and sick.
As she hung there, she considered her options…