I wake up in the middle of the night because I heard a loud scratch just down the hallway, I get out of my bed and put on my squeaky pink bunny slippers and walk to my dresser. I scrounge around the room to see what I can protect my self with. After looking around for about two minutes I finally found a letter opener.
I walk outside and see a trail of blood and what appears to be claw marks. I fallow the trail and see that it leads to a room with the door ripped off the top hinge. There is more blood but the blood is in a big splotch under the bed and dripping from the bottom of the closet. I run back to my room in fear and get my socks and shoes on. While I'm walking back to the room with the blood under the bed I glanced in the room and see a lantern I pick it up and look for more supplies. I find a backpack stuffed in a dark corner. I pick up the backpack and open it up in the backpack were matches, a knife, tinderbox, oil, and a note that said "Go to the basement it's the door under the stair case but it's locked". But the managers of the hotel never told me about a basement.
I go to the room that the scratch marks went to and opened the closet. My life flashed before my eyes. When I opened the closet and a dead body fell on top of me. I struggled to get out from under the body. When I got out from under it in the closet was hanging a key. I grabbed the key and put it in my pocket. I said to myself "I knew it was a dumb idea to travel alone". I am covered in blood as I walk back to my hotel room. I had to change so I could tell the managers what was going on upstairs. I reach into my duffle bag and grab some sweatpants and a sweater I then change into the clean closths and put the key in my pocket. I walk down the stairs and go to the counter where they gave me the key for my room.
I look behind the counter and see the manager's dead body. I gasp in fear and stumble backwards. I tripped over an amputated arm and put my hands over my mouth trying not to scream. Suddenly a phone rings so I ran to the phone and answered the ringing phone on the line there was the local police station. I told them what has happened and they asked for my location. I said "I'm in a hotel called the suburbs living space". Their reply was "what type of joke is this" and I said "what do you mean joke" they said "that place was burned down in 1925 two years ago". I hung up in fear and ran to the entrance doors. I tried opening them with all my might and they didnt even budge.I thought to myself I need to do what the notes tell me so I can get out of here. So I went to the basement door under the stairs and unlocked it with the key. I grabbed the lantern out of the backpack and I ignighted it. I also grabbed the knife out of the backpack, I pulled it out of it's sheath and started to walk down the basement stairs.
