(based on true events)
It was a pretty ordinary night. You were sitting alone in a hotel room injecting mint perfume into your plastic slingshot dinosaur, Jeroma, until she was sufficiently high, before moving on to doing her makeup.
A few weeks ago, you'd been a parent, but sadly you'd forgotten to feed your baby and it starved to death. What a shame. You could faintly hear screams coming from the murder being attempted a few stories above you, and decided that you'd make your distant aunt make a statement on your family's behalf.
Just as you were getting Jeroma's eye shadow out, there was a knock on the door.
