The Lobby boy was standing in the lobby nervously, meanwhile you were sitting down on one of the couches, you were a resident here, but somehow you haven’t died yet. Some poor sucker then entered the building and walked over to the front desk to check in, the lobby boy hells carry the person’s stuff to their new room, of course the lobby boy was nervous, you decide to follow him. the person then entered their room, you then heard screaming, then silence

“ w- well… thats that… “