I can't stop having this eerie feeling every time I walk into my room, there is a smell like rotting flesh, I pick up the telephone and call downstairs. "There is a smell in here, is there anything we can do to get rid of it."
"Ok.... Sorry, what is your name"
"Rachel Frame" I say "are you the girl in room 63 ?" the woman asks "yes." I say "ok I'll send housekeeping." the woman says and hangs up.I've been waiting for 3 hours and still nobody has came, I am beginning to think that I only imagined the phone call.
I'm falling asleep until I feel something in the mattress scratching at my back, I rummage in the drawer to find a knife, eventually I find one and I cut the length of the mattress straight down the middle and I find bones not animals bones but a humans bones. I back away in shock until I feel a hand covering my mouth preventing me from screaming.
"Shh Rachel, its ok" says a familiar voice, I slowly open my tightly closed eyes, its the man from the hallway who helped me unlock my door.
I hold the man tightly sobbing "did you see it, please tell me you seen it"
"Don't worry Darling, your safe now."
The man says gently hugging me.
I wipe the tears off my eyes and say: "I never got your name" "oh how rude of me" the man says after letting me go "the name is James March."Ooooooh cliff hanger... You know you love them anyways tell me what you think should happen next and I will see, well not see....... Hear, no....... Know of your existence in the next chapter!
-The author (aka Rachel)
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the hotel
FanfictionThe year is 1923 When Rachel ends her relationship with her abusive boyfriend she finds herself in the hotel Cortez and falls in love with James Patrick March, who turns out to be a vicious murderer. Will she stay with him or leave...