One Star Wonder, the hotel that has folks wondering why it’s even got a one-star rating to begin with. Allegedly, there had been some kind of haunting going on there that were causing guests to go missing out of the blue. As someone who was curious about this whole situation, you decided to check into the hotel anyways.

You were met with Rolando, the guy who sat at the front desk. It was evident with his voice and face alone that he must’ve hated his job, having a kind of grumpy and cynical personality. But alas, you left the grumpy old guy to do whatever it was he did.

It was just supposed to be a stay for a couple days. A few days that were supposed to be normal.

If someone were to tell you that you’d now be in the pool area where a demon levitated in the air with a menacing laughter, you wouldn’t have gone. Hell, this is the kind of thing that happens in your typical horror film.

Before you could even say a word or even move a muscle, that.. thing that resembled Rolando would suddenly dash at you, knocking you back in which your vision went black.

When you awoke, you’d be chained up to some kind of theater seat in a cinema-like setting, the lights dimmed as you were able to see Rolando himself seated a row above you with his legs crossed.

“Welcome to the show.. asshole.” Rolando spoke lowly with a laugh, holding his hand out as some popcorn appeared in his hands.

“I hear this one’s a real titillator.” Rolando would force you to look at the giant cinema screen ahead, the demon clearly getting a sadistic joy from whatever kinds of trauma and suffering would show up for your past.