Twin Falls Motel

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled into Twin Falls Motel for a quick rest. As he dozed off in the lobby, something strange began happening outside—an old radio started playing on its own. The music grew louder and more insistent until it was almost impossible to ignore. The delivery driver, groggy but curious, walked outside and saw his neighbor watering his lawn while humming along to the tune. Turns out, the radio had just been stuck on an old country station that everyone in town knew by heart.

2. Late one stormy night, a lone traveler pulled up to Twin Falls Motel’s gas pump. As he filled his tank, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention, guests and patrons—your stay here may be longer than expected.’ The voice continued: 'Due to some unexpected mechanical issues, your fuel is being transferred directly into our storage tanks.' The traveler laughed it off, thinking it was just another quirky motel prank. Only when he tried to leave the next morning did he realize that everyone else had vanished too—including the gas in his car. Turns out, a delivery driver accidentally swapped their empty fuel truck for a full one of motor oil.

3. Late one autumn night, a young couple stopped at Twin Falls Motel for a rest. As they settled in their room, strange whispers seemed to echo from the empty hallway. Suddenly, an old man appeared in the doorway and asked if they needed any matches. The couple laughed it off, thinking he was just another late-night neighbor. Later that morning, as they filled up with gas, the same man walked past them smiling, saying, 'Enjoy your stay!' They drove away, wondering if maybe the motel had its own friendly ghost after all.

4. A regular sat in Twin Falls Motel's diner, nursing a cup of coffee and watching the rain outside when he noticed something odd. A shadowy figure kept darting between cars in the parking lot, only to disappear just as the door opened. Finally, the regular got curious and followed the shadow into an old van parked nearby. Turned out it was just a delivery driver who’d left his headlights on—and had a poodle that insisted on making surprise exits whenever someone approached the motel entrance. The regular laughed, shaking his head, and returned to his coffee, now with a new friend: the chatty poodle.