A killer hotel

Alice

                      Who knows how, when or why it was built. But no one know comes out sane. I guess that I must supply you with a back story to this bone chilling hotel. It all started in 1367 when the hotel was first built a lovely young women named Alice Keuige. Alice was twenty-six years old, and school teacher in France living at the shining-diamond Hotel. Her room could hold a family of five people. (Not seeing the evil monster she is? Very well *sigh* you will soon).                                                                      On the 15 of September, Alice had a baby boy. (Yeah, she is married, to a judge.) Alice was happy with her son and husband. But not for long, something unfortunate happened. The baby not even a year old dies from Lupus nephritis and died. Alice was devastated she wouldn't eat nor sleep, she stayed in bed all day and stared at the wall fingering her baby's sky blue blanket. A month later she finely got out of bed and ended up roaming around the hotel looking for comfort. The truth is, that no one could understand the throbbing pain of a loss of a child.                                   Alice and her husband had a big fight about how she was acting, her husband got really mad and stomped to the bed room. He slammed the door so hard a picture fell to the floor. Latter that night Alice awoke with a plain. She went to the kitchen and pulled open the small drawer and retrieved a spoon. (ooo... such a scary spoon right, well you will see.) She slowly opened the bedroom door. Her husband was asleep. Satisfied she pushed open the heavy oak door. Alice creeped over to her husbands side of the bed. Alice put her hand around his thick neck and squeezed. He didn't have time to scream. He thrashed and clawed then he lay still, dead. Alice put the spoon the his still frozen with fear eyes. Then harshly dug into them, careful not to ruin the perfect eyes.                                                                                                                                                                                         When Alice was done her hands were covered in blood. It phase her. She took the eyes she carved out of her husband, razed the eyes to her lips and ate them. "Delicious" she thought to her self. Then she noticed the dagger on the wall. A smile creeped a on to her face. The next day a scream a woke Alice. Knowing that somebody saw what was left over of her husband she smiled. Not a happy smile a creepy smile one that means that she will not hesitate with her next victim. (What the lady that screamed saw was a man with no insides, the insides were eaten. It all gets worse from there. But Alice never gets caught.) Fifty years later hanging from the roof of the hotel was a old women. On her suicide letter it said her name was Alice Keuige and all of her murder confessions on it.