(Dont play the song till a part in the story)
The lady behind the desk was some less then thin woman with black hair and hazel eyes. "Name?" "Dunn." "Here's your key." She said, handing me a rusty key. I took it from her hand and made my way to the stairs. As I walked up, I felt eyes boring into my skull. I turned around and saw an old lady with.. My face dropped. She had no face. I tried to look away but when I blinked she ran over to my side and whispered in my ear, grasping my shoulder,"Good luck." When I blinked again I was all alone. I ran up to my hallway and dashed to my door and turned the key in the lock. When I entered my I was hit with a wave if cold and nausea. I texted Matt, well, tried too. The thing didn't deliver after 4 tries. I jsut ended up sitting down, after all, one night won't kill me. I fell asleep and woke up with chills at 12:00 am. Then suddenly I heard singing (song time!). I tried to call someone but no luck. And my door was locked. I felt someone grab my shoulder, and a pale lady with brown hair and white over eyes turned to me. Then it turned to the old lady. Then the lady from the news paper. I passed out. When I woke up, I had three claw Mark's o. My stomach. That and a broken ankle. I called Matt and then 911. The dispatcher said the cops were 20 minutes away and Matt was 30. In the mean time I grabbed my pocket knife and sat in a corner. When the ambulance showed up and came to my room, I swear I saw the lady from the paper staring at me from the window. The i passed out again.
