I walk into the motel. Its not too fancy, neither is it too shabby. I hear footsteps and turn around. It was the owner, a middle aged man dressed formally. "Hello." He says. "One night here costs 15 euros." I take out my wallet and pass him 30. "2 nights", I state. He passes me a key, "Room 11, level 2. Enjoy your stay here", he says, in a monotonous voice. Cheerful man. As I turn and walk towards the stairs, he calls out from behind me, "Don't wander into room 13." He mutters something else, but I couldn't quite catch what it is.
I take my belongings and walk up the stairs, to room 11. At least the room is clean. After taking a shower, I go out for dinner. On the way down, I peek through the keyhole of room 13. All I see is the back of a woman in a green dress. Nothing unusual. The owner is probably just superstitious.
When I come back, I look into the keyhole again. All I can see is red. Just red. Feeling confused, I go downstairs to the manager and confronts him about the room. He has this amused look on his face. "A year ago, a woman was murdered in that room. She was wearing a green dress that day." I somehow manage to stay calm and ask, "so I saw her spirit?" He nods. But what he says next makes my blood run cold. "People who have seen her face says she has red eyes."
That was a shitty story lmao
~Re-edited by DieInExile :D
