The Albion Inn by Alyx Barter
The Albion Inn in Savannah teems with ghosts, but they don't bother the innkeeper Jesse Hawthorne, until a TV crew comes to investigate. Image generated with OpenAI Being in the Albion Inn was a bit like being in the woods in the deep of summer. Spirits buzzed incessantly in Jess's ear like cicadas, loud when he noticed them and white noise when he didn't, blending into the foliage until their absence became more noticeable than their presence. That afternoon, the spirits had been particularly loud, as a visitor with negative energy had checked out just a few hours ago. The speculation was that she'd been a murderer, or something worse. Not that it was any of Jess's business. "Hush," he muttered, as a chill went down his spine. Tabitha, the ghost of an old maid, swirled away irritably, but he didn't care. As the inn's clerk, he demanded few benefits, but not being touched by the dead was one of them. "Can't you go haunt some other room?...
