It was midnight, you enter an old hotel, and see an small lobby, an fireplace, some couches, and one singular locked door, behind the counter.

It was awfully quiet, the only sound was the sounds from the thunder storm from the outside, and the fireplace. You walk further in the lobby, but the door behind you suddendly shut. There didn't seem to be anyone present in the lobby at the moment. The heavy hotel door to the rainy weather outside seemed to shut on it's own.