For those who don't know, the Leland is and was a historic hotel in Downtown Detroit. Currently the first few floors are hotel, the top most are apartments and the basement is storage and "storage" with an outer sub-basement that's an unattached "goth" club. The City Club goth dance goers would love for you to believe that it's haunted with the thousand bloody souls of something or other, but, is it? Maybe!
I can't say if it's a ghostly experience I had here or just my own nerves amped up from Little J and I not B&Eing in to wander around (we were let in by helpful fellas who thought we were staying there), but it's definitely something. We went in thinking we were Nancy Drew investigating gangs and Jimmy Hoffa, but really, we were just hooligans who wound up feeling like the sneakers became the snook!
After acting like we belonged there enough to find the elevators (about 20 feet from the door so we had to hang back from the guys who let us in by pretending to tie my shoe and drop my stuff on the ground like a klutz) we walked through the mezzanine. The lighting here was weird; the hallway nearest the elevators had lights, the far side of another hallway down the way had lights, but in the lounge area, no lights! But in that darkness we had spotted, helped only by me holding down my camera flash button, an old broken piano and the whole place is covered with dust. It was a weird feeling here, intriguing but not sinister. Nothing felt sinister, more like we were constantly being watched throughout our journey. Though we didn't break in illegally, we felt like we didn't belong anywhere in this place. Like when you're staying at someone else's home for the night and have to get out of bed in the middle of the night for something but you're too scared of making an unwanted noise. We felt like middle of the night bathroom steppers. Who were being watched and judged.
The fourth floor is completely blocked off- the elevator opens there but there's a black iron door padlocked, welded/rusted and blocked shut with mysterious bullet(?) holes. Rumored to be Jimmy Hoffa's favorite hang, the 4th floor used to be a bar. Now it's dead. I tried to get my camera though cracks and holes, alas, nothing really worked. You can peer in slightly and see that it's still set up like a bar area from long ago, which would have been really cool to see, or reopen for business, but, nothing could be committed to camera. Even though we could see clearly with our eyes, the camera had a consistent black view even with a tiny flashlight helping. Creepy.
Like classic buildings born in the 20s, there's no 13th floor mentioned. Somehow people thought that by not naming it the 13th floor made it less likely to be unlucky, despite floor 14 still being the 13th floor. Well, this place IS unlucky. J and I heard what sounded like muffled TV all over one floor but only heard actual audibles coming through one door in the very last apartment on the furthermost hallway to the center of the maze. But we no doubt heard the same tv sounds the whole way through the floor, and then it didn't even get louder the closer we got to the actual apartment with sound-which seems scientifically impossible. It was unsettling because for a few minutes it seemed like the tv was only in our heads because it never grew or lessened in volume but we both talked about hearing it and even started creepily putting our ears to every door trying to find the source.
We also climbed through an open storage area (I say as a question) and onto the first sub-rooftop, which was where the "roof jumpers" must have dove from during and after the Depression, and absolutely, according to historical description and photos, was where the Purple Gang threw people from the roof and made it look like accidents. Interesting!
So, all in all, a great time was had. I can't promise you is it 100% factually haunted, but I can say that it's either incredibly weird and active, or not sound proof at all. In any area. But the number of vicious crimes done here, the urban legends about mobsters, gangsters and murder, these walls would have a lot to say. For a poplar night club in the underground of this hotel and living space, you'd think it would have had better upkeep. The hotel side where guests can see may be nice, but we actually avoided that area and went from Mezz to 3rd floor directly. You know when you're not welcome somewhere because there are no lights. They don't bother lighting the areas because they're unclean, unsafe and completely uninhabitable. It's just so odd to me that half of each floor looks like this, and people still live there, pay to be there, and pay for hotel stays. I'm pretty positive it's haunted, but it could also be based on the foreboding factor and ick of the living spaces. There were certain quarters that felt more emotional than others, like walking into a weird emo fog that we overcame as soon as we walked away, and other times we felt like we were being watched or followed. Mostly watched. I know we weren't supposed to be there and the being watched could have just been Jiminy Cricket, but it honestly felt like it was more than that because usually you can shake THAT feeling after a few minutes of being unnoticed. And it's not like we were actually vandalizing or causing trouble for any of the people so that we would feel like we needed to hide or run from anyone. It lasted a good while, that feeling of being watched, for far longer than guilt would necessarily require for us since we explored a lot. You can almost feel the weight of souls lost at times, I swear, like the pall of a funeral home.
That 4th floor, though.... still so intriguing!
Haunted Detroit: The Leland It's an amazing Blog, I little bit sacred to the location. Brave Girl.
ReplyDeleteHa thanks. it's really not so shocking or scary. Just a few weird moments but nothing jumpy.
DeleteI delivered food there before and I felt very edgy when I got downstairs I asked the bartender was this place haunted and that's when she started telling the stories of the Leland
ReplyDeleteI lived and worked at the Leland for many years before Detroit entered its current renaissance, and I know every inch of this building. I could write volumes about the amazing experiences I had in this building when I was a young man...with few responsibilities and full access to multiple jobs, a restaurant, a liquor store, three clubs, four bars, one billiard table, good neighbors, and good friends- all within the building. The people I met. The things I did. When I lived there, this building was a close-knit community. It would be very nice to see the Leland fully restored to what it was nearly 100 years ago. I remember watching them truck in the giant Tiger statues that now guard the main gate of Comerica Park.....
ReplyDeleteI would read that book.
DeleteI would like to know what the author means by the caption with the photo of the room with the debris on the floor: "Would you move your family in with this just a three inch wall away?"
ReplyDeleteThere were a few walls to apportion larger rooms into small units and storage space which were built with modern timber studs and drywall, but the building is constructed of brick, concrete, and horse-hair plaster, and has a bunker-like feel to it.
Although I am a skeptic when it comes to ghosts and things of that sort, I would agree that the place is haunted. For years, we would often hear a marble or ball bearing being dropped and then roll across the concrete floor of the apartment above. Nobody lived there. It was just an empty room. Sometimes we would run up the stairs when we heard it. Trying to catch someone in there. There was never anyone there.
That's awesome!
DeleteI have lived in the LeLand since 1999 and I have always had a psychological experience with the spirits and I have asked them if anyone has died or been killed in my apartment and they were not sue. And I have got to know about the sub basement and the history of the other people who have died there and I have got to the roof and I have got heebie-jeebies in there. And the owner died
ReplyDeleteLoads of people have died inside and around the building. As mentioned, the purple gang used to meet there and throw people off of the roof and things.
DeleteAnd my room mate died there and he is haunting the place
ReplyDeleteAuthor you have a lot of negative things to say about the building. Before you write a story have all the facts. And even though you think you didn't do anything wrong you honestly were illegally trespassing and you could/may be prosecuted.
ReplyDeleteNope, can't be prosecuted. Someone literally let us in the doors at the hotel, both entrance and the floors inside and it was too long ago to be held accountable. Thanks for playing, though!
DeleteI lived there on the 5th floor from 1991 to 1994 with my two young children. My mom lived a few apartments down. Although the basement and sub basement were very creepy and spooky looking we never experience anything strange. Although one time some stranger was able to enter her apartment window from the fifth floor roof area. Wasn’t a ghost though. Yes the mezzanine and the 4th floor were pretty much abandoned and used as a place to hoard all the old hotel furniture and the elevator world occasionally open up to the dark dead floors. Roaches were a problem in some areas. And on weekends you could hear the bass from the City Club a few floors believe. When we lived there, Carl, the security guard had a rental unit and would often invite my mom up for an evening cocktail. And then there was Toby, the maintenance guy who also lived in the building. He had a pretty nice unit comprised of multiple connecting apartments. He was pretty cool. In hindsight, it was a pretty depressing place to exist in and I’m glad we moved on to have a better life but I can’t say I had any bad memories. Well except for the time about 100 roaches marched single file into my apartment from the vacant unit across the hall and Toby found me a more suitable unit.
ReplyDeleteI'd rather have the ghosts than roaches, honestly!
DeleteThe Detroit Society of Models and Photographers (SMP) held group shoots here. I posed nude in the City Club, the bar, the ballroom, and all over the abandoned second floor. Love the Leland.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds pretty dope!! I used to city club but really it was just the fun of getting ready that I liked. But I'll go any place haunted, especially with a camera!
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