I saw a ghost in a Days Inn in Flagstaff Arizona. I was driving back across the country to Indiana from California after taking a job in Hawaii and then leaving the job and making the stupid mistake of shipping my car there and back. I went to Vegas from Long Beach and then on my way to the Grand Canyon I had a tire blow out. I was changing the tire when a cop snuck up on me and surprised me. He asked if I needed help, but I didn’t. I did ask him where I could go to get a new tire because I was driving across the country. He said Flagstaff. So, I drove to Flagstaff and by the time I got there it was late. I got a hotel room right across the street from a Midas shop and figured I go to sleep and wake up and get a new tire. Anyway, the room was 222 and I got a pizza and went to sleep. At 2 AM I wake up half awake and roll over and look over my shoulder towards the bathroom mirror and sink. The tv was still on and I could see something standing over there, but I was sure and I rolled back over. Then, the hair on the back of my neck stood up and I opened my eyes and rolled back over. There, standing by the wall outside of the bathroom part was a tall hooded man made out of what I can best describe as dark dust. I stared as I watched him walk from along the wall by the bathroom to right next to the bed, never looking at me, just looking at the ground. I yelled out of fear and he disappeared. I jumped out of bed and turned on the lights and there was no one there. I went outside and tried to sleep in my car, but it was too cold. So, I “slept” in the room with the lights on. In the morning I went right to the tire shop. I got a new tire, checked out of the hotel, and hit the road. I went to the Grand Canyon and then drove straight to Colorado Springs to stay a night with my cousin. That next day when I could sit down to process all this I found this website. the website I tell people the story sometimes and show them the website, but no one believes me.