For hundreds of years, or however long The Standard hotel has been around, there have been those who speak in hushed whispers about a malevolent spirit that haunts the hallways. Nobody knows what, or who, this dark phantom may be. A brutal killer perhaps, betrayed in a drug deal gone bad and left for dead in one of the rooms upstairs? A lonely soul, driven to suicide by a cheating wife, now so full of righteous anger that he can never rest? Personally, I think it's a dirty old man who had a heart attack while ogling some boobies at The Body Shop next door. Because this ghost is, amongst other things, a total perv. More»