The air in The George Inn feels heavy with history, a palpable sense of the past that clings to its ancient walls and low-beamed ceilings. This atmosphere is most pronounced on the ground floor, in the cosy confines of a bar that bears a strange and telling name, 'The Mad Monk's Bar'. It is here that the inn's most famous ghost makes his regular, silent patrols. Countless guests and staff members over the years have reported the unnerving sight of a monk, clad in a traditional habit, walking calmly through the room. He pays no mind to the modern patrons, his focus seemingly on a task or a path from a time long forgotten. He is a classic residual haunting, an echo of a life replaying itself over and over. He doesn't interact, he simply exists, a phantom going about his otherworldly business, his quiet presence a chilling reminder that you are never truly alone in the inn. His appearances are frequent enough that he has become an accepted, if unsettling, part of the inn's character. Upstairs, however, a very different and far more disturbing story unfolds, though much less frequently. The encounters here are fleeting, shocking, and deeply personal. Witnesses have caught glimpses of a young woman, completely naked, her form appearing for a moment before vanishing. Her vulnerability and the infrequency of her appearances make her a more tragic and mysterious figure than the monk below. Who was she? Was she a guest who met a terrible end, a spurned lover, or a victim of some forgotten crime within these very rooms? Her story is lost, but her spectral image serves as a startling, sorrowful mystery. The two hauntings, one a steady, predictable presence and the other a rare, shocking vision, create a complex paranormal tapestry. They are two distinct echoes from the inn's deep and layered past, their stories separate but forever bound to the historic building they continue to inhabit.