A Murder In The Hotel

I checked in. The man at the counter gave me my keys. I walked over to the elevator. The doors opened, I walked in, they closed. As the elevator lifted up I looked into the corner of the elevator and froze. A red splotch was on the wall. I started hyperventilating. I am known to faint at the sight of blood. And I did. The last thing i saw was the door open and someone was standing there, screaming as they saw me fall.

I am now just a ghost, outside of reality, when I fell, I hit my head on the metal floor, and now, that splotch of blood I told you about? It now has more blood to go with it.