A Night in the Haunted Room at Lewtrenchard Manor
- Dr Iain M Lightfoot
- Feb 16
- 3 min read
Updated: Mar 4
So, let me take you back to an adventure from a few years ago... A night spent in a haunted hotel room at Lewtrenchard Manor.
The Unspoken Request
There’s a moment when I book a place to stay that feels a bit different. It’s not just the polite conversation; it’s something deeper. I often find myself compelled to make a small, simple request. It’s not quite like saying, “Please put me in the haunted room!”
Instead, I quietly whisper to myself, “When I arrive, please don’t put me in the haunted room.”
I didn’t say this for drama; it was just practical. I’m sensitive to energy and aware of what I might experience. I didn’t want anything disturbing my night... Sleep matters, recovery matters.
The Moment of Realisation
As soon as I walked into the room, I knew which one I was in. The signs were all there, lurking in the back of my mind. No creaking doors, no cold spots, no shadows moving... but I just knew!
"They’ve put me in the haunted room!"
Still, I kept quiet. I told myself that not every night would be active. But oh, how wrong I was...
The Early Hours Awakening
In the early hours, I woke with a start. A jolt shot through me, and suddenly, I was fully alert. Before I could even think, I sensed something moving across the room. It wasn’t aggressive or frightening; it was just... there. The room felt occupied.
Looking back, I wondered if it was a stone tape phenomenon, an event repeating itself. But at that moment, I had no idea...
The Energy Shift
There was no visible figure, no sounds of footsteps, and no movement of furniture. How did I know? It was an unmistakable energetic shift, like the awareness you get when someone enters a room behind you before you even turn around. Your body knows before your eyes confirm it. I lay there, observing, noticing. Eventually, sleep returned.
The Morning After
The next morning, as I checked out, I decided to ask a question at reception.
“Why did you put me in the haunted room when I asked not to?”
The lady looked genuinely surprised...
“We didn’t tell you it was that room.”
“I know,” I replied.
Her face changed, a mix of amazement and genuine interest. "What happened?" she asked. I shared my story.
“That happens quite often,” she said quietly.
And there it was... Confirmation.
The Challenge of Sensitivity
Being sensitive to energy comes with its challenges. You don’t get the luxury of ignorance, nor do you always enjoy uninterrupted sleep. When your nervous system is tuned—whether through intuition, experience, or simple heightened awareness—you notice shifts that others don’t.
It isn’t always dramatic or frightening. Often, it’s just inconvenient. I’ve had my share of frightening experiences; see link to The Crab and Boar! People often imagine sensitivity as a gift wrapped in mystique. The reality is more practical. It means grounding routines. It means managing your state. It means occasionally lying awake at 2:37 AM, thinking, well, that was interesting. Would I change it? No! Awareness has value, and perception has value... and excitement.
Embracing the Haunted Experience
Today, I would welcome that room again. But when I need sleep, I double-check the room before unpacking. Sometimes, the only truly haunted thing... is your sleep.
The Ghost of Lewtrenchard Manor
The ghost of Lewtrenchard Manor is said to glide quietly through the upper rooms, a pale figure glimpsed near the tall mullioned windows long after midnight. Staff often remark that guests wake with the distinct sense that someone has crossed the room—calm, deliberate, and entirely unseen.
Was this the ghost of Margaret Gould that I felt that night?
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