It was the day after the convention. There was a garment bag in our closet at the Sofia hotel, and we had thought it was provided by the hotel. Curious, I looked inside, and found a dress!
Realizing it had been left by the previous tenant, I took it to the front desk and left it with a woman named Amanda.
Dana and I went to breakfast, then returned to the room. Dana plopped onto the bed, and her hand fell…onto the garment bag.
We both did a quick double-take, then joked that maybe the dress’s owner had been murdered in the room, and the dress was forever doomed to return to the closet.
I took it back to the front desk. Amanda wasn’t there, and her co-worker convinced me to wait until she returned. I hid the garment bag, and when Amanda stepped back behind the desk, she was told that I had something I wanted to show her.
Slowly I lifted the garment bag, and Amanda just stared.
We all laughed, and I joked that we didn’t want to pay the “haunted room” surcharge.
A fun end to the trip. After that, it was off to the airport.























