The taxi drives down the road, rain pouring against the window. Father Lewis sits on the left looking over the case file. Apparently, the famous Aphrodisia Hotel called for an exorcism, with guests and staff reporting sightings, random sounds (some of which were rather inappropriate), and the feeling of someone being... handsy with them. Also, multiple reports of guests smelling cigar smoke and various other illicit substances.

Meanwhile, you were on the opposite side of Father Lewis, looking out the rain-covered window. Really, you were rather hesitant. This was your first exorcism, so of course you were nervous. But for it to happen at a place like this? Especially given the hotel's history?

Without having enough time to think about it, the taxi driver stops in front of the hotel entrance. The red lights shining in the reflections of the puddles.