Back in the day, I was staying in a high-rise hotel in NY City and they gave us an actual room key. We were almost at the top floor like 50 stories up and the view was pretty great. We decide to leave our stuff and go out for the day and my friend decided to leave the key at the front desk for safe keeping. The receptionist tells us about the elevator maintenance that was going to happen in the early morning so we needed to get back before 1AM to use the elevators. Well, we go out on the town and forgot. So we get back and then remember when we see we can't use the elevators and we head for the stairs. We are going up the stairs and telling each other whatever stupid spooky stories we remember from childhood and soon we are laughing, and the time is passing pleasantly. We're up near our floor and I'm done telling a story about a black cat and all of a sudden, I hear a gasp and my friend's eyes are big and round as he wheels around to face me. "I've got the scariest story of all! We fucking forgot to get the key from the reception desk!"