The only thing scary about the Biltmore is how the people who own it have let it rot like a pumpkin after Halloween. Actually, it's worse, it's like all of those dead bodies they just found rotting at that "natural cemetery" location in Colorado. It's laundry room is non-functional, it's full of garbage, it is infested with fowl and rodents and who knows what else, the elevator(s) never work, AND PEOPLE STILL CHOOSE TO LIVE THERE AND PAY THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS A MONTH TO DO SO. WHAT???

I lived there after the 2001 earthquake and there were cracks in all of the walls (because the building basically twisted or torqued during the earthquake. I lived in a huge, beautiful, clean and quiet studio apartment there for four years and paid $650/month. The manager was bat shit insane, the monthly water bills were more than what my friend paid for his bi-monthly water bill for his two bedroom house in Georgetown, and the elevator was always out of order (thankfully I lived on the first floor).

I guess telling yourself ghost stories makes you feel better about living in a complete and total shit hole (and paying obscene amounts of money to do so).

Great article! A wine bottle at the Deluxe Bar and Grill on North Broadway is said to have levitated out
from the bar in a straight line then fall to the floor - much like the candle. It was 1:30pm in the afternoon. I was told the couple who witnessed this left rather abruptly.

When I worked at the Olympic there were a few people who said that they experienced the paranormal: One was a lady from Clinique who was setting up a demonstration in one of the meeting rooms (but she was a flake, so I don't know about that one) and the other was one of our very level-headed banquet manager who experienced something that terrified her in another meeting room.

I myself was working alone in the ballroom there at three in the morning, when I heard a big crash from one of the storerooms that had only one entrance. I went back there and found that a bunch of tables had tipped over. I knew that there was no one in there, so I just left it for the morning crew to clean up. I was more scared of the homeless who would sometimes sneak into the hotel and camp out underneath the skirted tables that were set up for coffee breaks and buffets. But if there are ghosts, a hotel would have them. Lots of people died there over the years.

I suspect that the previous owner's mother died in Chez Vel-DuRay, but I don't care. She never bothers us.

I lived in the Biltmore from 2012-2013 and can confirm, it is absolutely haunted

I don't believe in ghosts in the traditional sense of the term as restless spirits of the dead who personally "haunt" their former environs. But I do believe this: People leave traces of themselves and of the things they do and experience. Some of these are detectable with the physical senses (hair, lingering scents, etc.) but I think there are others that are more energy than solid matter (i.e., "vibes") and are detectable only subconsciously. These traces can cause some people's minds, in certain situations, to play very elaborate and convincing tricks on them such as apparitions, noises, telekinesis and the like -- somewhat similar to a waking or liminal dream. Some people seem particularly sensitive to such stimuli, others not so much. It's not "supernatural," it's just unexplainable (as yet) by science.

So when I hear someone say they once walked into a room where (for example) a mass murder had once occurred and got an inexplicable "creepy" feeling or heard a "ghostly" scream despite having no awareness of the incident beforehand, I'm inclined to ... well, not entirely disbelieve them.