The "Sea of Blood" Seen at a Hotel in Kamata

Several years ago, I heard an unusual story from one of my clients.

He used to travel to Tokyo from Hokkaido almost every month.

And apparently, he regularly stayed at the same hotel in Kamata, almost like it was his regular base in Tokyo.

I do not remember every detail clearly now, but apparently, the moment he opened the door to my Meguro salon that day, I suddenly said to him:

“…You’re a hostess, aren’t you?”

Naturally, he was shocked.

Of course, he did not work at a hostess club, nor had he gone anywhere like that the previous night.

But for some reason, those words simply came out of my mouth.

Then he began telling me about a strange experience he had the night before.

After getting into bed at the hotel, he started feeling deeply uncomfortable.

Not physically uncomfortable, exactly—

more like,

“the atmosphere itself felt wrong.”

That was how he described it.

So he pulled back the bedsheets to check.

And according to him, he saw what looked like an entire sea of blood spread across the bed.

Panicked, he immediately called the front desk and said:

“Please change my room.”

The hotel staff came rushing over and quickly moved him to another room.

What was strange, however, was this:

they never once asked why.

And even more strangely,

the staff member himself absolutely refused to enter the room.

At the time, I listened with some skepticism.

But two or three years later, I suddenly found myself thinking about it again.

There is no way a major hotel chain like that would leave behind actual blood stains.

Their cleaning and inspection systems would obviously be extremely thorough.

So then… what exactly had he seen?

Perhaps it was the kind of thing

“some people can perceive, while others cannot.”

And perhaps the hotel staff had already received similar complaints from guests before.

That might explain why they immediately changed the room without asking any questions.

And perhaps, deep down, they simply did not want to get involved with it.

Of course, this is not something that can be proven.

I am not trying to make definitive claims about anything.

But I do believe that places where many people pass through over long periods of time can sometimes retain a certain kind of “presence.”

Hospitals.

Schools.

Hotels.

They all can.

Hotels especially are places where countless emotional states pass through in a short amount of time.

Exhausted people.

Angry people.

People crying.

Lonely people.

People traveling happily.

People standing at turning points in their lives.

I find it difficult to believe that none of those emotions leave any trace behind in a space.

So at some point, half jokingly, I said:

“Well then… maybe I should clean the entire hotel.”

And I tried remotely adjusting the atmosphere of the hotel as a whole.

Later, the client sent me an interesting message.

“Ever since then, the atmosphere of the hotel feels completely different.”

“It feels so much more comfortable now.”

Of course, I myself have not visited the hotel since then, so I cannot say what truly changed.

But if the atmosphere became even slightly lighter, then perhaps that alone was enough.

In the end, the conversation somehow settled with the remark:

“Maybe a hostess was stabbed there or something…”

Human beings are strange.

And sometimes,

the spaces where people gather

seem to tell stories even more vividly than people themselves.