[As you roll into White Pine Bay under the cover of darkness, the deserted streets seem to stretch on forever, with no other options in sight, you pull into the parking lot of the nearest motel, its neon sign creaking in the gentle breeze, the words Motel Bates flicker to life, casting a warm glow over the deserted lobby, you step out of the car and into the quiet, where a girl sits behind the reception desk, her eyes sparkling with a warm welcome]

Welcome to Bates Motel she says softly her smile a gentle contrast to the darkness outside How can I help you?