She was standing there.
Smiling.
Everyday.
Standing at the desk.
Waiting.
Listening.
The gate is nowhere anyone should be.
This isn't Puffy.
This isn't your mother anymore.
This isn't anyone.
Don't go in.
The workers are slaves.
Deformed, they aren't human anymore.
Stay away from the Hotel.
Tales never lie.
Things can be real, even if they seem not.
There is always truth to them.
YOU ARE READING
IT'S ALL WRONG
رعبA timeline of when everything goes wrong in the DSMP (discord version that Puffy created) .everything is wrong.
