My best friend and I stayed here for the weekend. Things immediately got weird. We lost all of our energy, slept during the day and barely managed to do much else. We didn’t even want to eat, and we love to eat. Our room was strange, and felt strange. There was a long hallway in the room in the shape of an “L” with a mirror at the bend and windows surrounded us (we were in a corner room). Every night when I was ready to go to bed, an aggressive tapping started on the window beside my bed. I tried to ignore it but ended up investigating and finding now reason it should be happening. We were on the highest floor so no one could have been outside. My friend seemed to be having a worse time. She wanted me to stay awake while she slept in the day, and neither of us told the other what we were experiencing. The second night, she went to sleep at 5:00pm. I watched tv till 9pm and then decided to turn out the lights and the tv. As soon as I did, the tapping began and my friend sprang up turned the light and tv on and proceeded to stare blankly at it, without moving until the sun came up. She would answer my questions and really freaked me out. It was like she wasn’t even there. I ignored it and fell asleep for a couple of hours. That night I had horrible nightmares that depicted a shadowy figure tapping at the window. I figured my brain had just constructed it to explain the tapping, so I ignored it. We both got up and I asked her about the night before. She acted strange and I dropped it. I was in the bathroom getting ready, when I went in, she was at the mirror in the hall putting on lipstick. When I walked about about 5 min later, she was starring into the mirror with the lipstick in her hand. I had to scream at her to get her attention, she had no idea she had been doing that and said that I had just stepped into the bathroom. Later, after trying to eat breakfast, we decided to cut our vacation short and go home. We were so exhausted. So, we left a day early. We live about 3 hours away in Alabama. Neither one of us can recall much of our trip home. It wasn’t until a few weeks later that we discussed our experiences with each other. She didn’t want me to think she was crazy and I felt the same. But we were both having nightmares and felt we should discuss it. I was glad she told me but what she experienced was far worse than what I did. That night that she wasn’t responding to me, she saw something. A black shadow walking from the end of the hallway (where the mirror was) to the front of her bed. It was tapping slowly all the way up on the windows that lined the walls. It stopped and came towards her. She was scared and when she closed her eyes and opened them back, it was gone. Before this event, both of us were big skeptics, especially her. Since this event, we’ve experienced other things that have convinced us that what occurred was real. There were more things that happened that weekend, but these were the highlights. We refuse to even set foot in Pensacola now.