A constant dripping could be heard down the desolate hallway, filled with tears at the wallpaper that resembled claws of a huge creature, paintings knocked at angles or even on the floor, some in perfect condition otherwise to being completely torn apart as if something tried to eat them. The claw marks looked almost like that of a cat, if the cat was bigger Kodiak Bear standing on its back legs.
Shining my flashlight around, I could see some of the marks in better detail. If it was a wall with a room on the other side, I could see the room through the marks. From what I could see, the situation in those rooms was just as bad as the hallway but with one major difference – blood splatters everywhere. It’s almost like everyone in this section of the hotel had been taken completely by surprise, as there wasn’t a single trace of blood in the hallway no matter how hard I looked for it.
Reaching the end of the hallway, the dripping sound was much closer now than it was before. I could also make out more detail about it without the echo. It was a slow, heavy drip, so whatever it was wasn’t water. Feeling a lump form in my throat, I look towards the source of the noise.
Slowly cracking the door open of the last room on this side of the floor, the stench of blood and decay assaulted my nose. Had it not been at least somewhat present this entire time I likely would have lost the contents of my stomach on the spot, but I had both fortunately and unfortunately gotten used to the weaker version of the smell, not that what I was smelling now was even comparable to that.
Slowing my steps, pointing my flashlight at my feet to make sure I didn’t step on anything that would create a lot of noise, I crept into the room. The entire hotel was pretty cheap as a whole, but it did have some comparatively posh rooms and this was one of them. A plush loveseat was facing a TV that looks like it was taken out of the early 2000’s, with equal height stands meant to hold ashtrays. No blood on it, so at least they weren’t killed while watching some TV.
Suddenly a low rumble, almost like a growl, comes from the direction of the bedroom, and the dripping noise suddenly stops. I slowly turn and see the bedroom door start to open, and behind it all I see is several rows of gnarled teeth, some with sections missing as if they had been shot at and broken, while others were blunted giving the impression they had bitten into an extremely hard surface. A woman’s face appeared in the middle, surrounded by dried blood on a skin as black as the night sky. I couldn’t see any eyes, nor a mouth, so all I could assume was it was the skinned face of the woman who lived here.
Each row of teeth opened to let out a hideous scream shattering the windows a few feet from it, with the woman’s face being sucked down a circular orifice that was just behind it. Knowing this was not the time to be concerned about noise, I ran out through the door, heading back towards the central area with the elevators. Mashing the button, I could hear the olden elevator clanking its way to my floor. It was at least 3 floors above me, so it’d take a few minutes to reach here.
Looking down the hallway to the wing I had just ran for my life from, I could see the full size of the creature hurtling down now that it was free from the small confines of the bedroom. What was worse, so I could see limbs from what I assume were its previous victims attached to it, each moving as if they were a part of it now. Tentacles and human legs, as well as a few odd hands, were what it was using to move down the hallway, with a mix of hands and heads aimed towards me and reaching out.
Time seemed to move to a crawl as I watched it come at me, pressing my body against the elevator door. It would only be a short time before it reached me, until I joined the list of victims.
(I have no idea if I'll finish this, meaning there's a new tag introduced; incomplete. Going forward posts will either have it or complete to show what state it's in, but I make no promises on ever making one that has incomplete change to complete. It might happen, it might not, dunno.)
