According to staff, on the last Friday of every month the ghost of a young man is seen washing down the bar. No one has any idea who he could be, but some claim he was violent and attacked them.
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Geographic Information
- Address:
- 1500 Winter Springs Blvd
Winter Springs, FL 32708
United States
Get Directions » - GPS:
- 28.6771373, -81.25351839999996
- County:
- Seminole County, Florida
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- Oviedo, FL (2.8 mi.)
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I used to work as a server in the grille and was promoted to event coordinator. Was there for 3 years. One night I was having a member wine night in the grille and ran up to the main clubhouse building to grab a binder from my desk (which was upstairs in the clubhouse overlooking the banquet rooms and bar). I hear all the wine glasses at the bar downstairs start clinking. I looked over the railing and nobody was there but the glasses were swaying from the shelf they were hanging from. I ran back to the grille as fast as possible and everybody was down there….nobody had left. None of the “prankster” guys were working that night either.