Nestled in the misty hills of Northern Ireland, this once-bustling hotel now lies eerily quiet, a relic of a festive season long forgotten. Its halls, draped in dusty garlands and fading tinsel, echo the laughter and cheer of Christmases past. A lopsided tree still stands in the corner, its baubles dulled by time, as if waiting for guests who never returned. Abandoned abruptly during the holidays, it feels as though the spirit of Christmas lingers, haunting the building like a ghost of Northern Ireland’s past.