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ROOM 303
The Haunted Hotel
"My gosh... not this again" Sandra cursed beneath her breath as her car had turned off the second time in the late evening.
The warm autumn air wafted through her nose as brown orangeish leaves rustled against the cold town of "Clarvon".
With enough patience, she turned on her almost beaten down Camry 2014 as the busy road drivers yelled curses at her.
‘Bitch move from the way!!’
A white Toyota Camry 2020 flashed past her but Sandra had already been immune to the road hustle and bustle 5 yrs ago with her Camry 2014.
"Alright baby, please come on for me" Immediately her car zoomed back to life and she immediately switched to gear and continued on her way.
After 50 minutes of driving, her car finally screeched into the big parking lot as she stared at the infamous Clarvon grand hotel.
It was a massive 4 storey building and in the early darkness of the early nights, the flickering bulbs of the almost washed out hotel came to life giving room for anyone to see the cracklings and the unwanted weeds growing on the walls.
The almost shut down building stood before her as the crunch of dead leaves beneath her feet resounded in the quiet big compound and very few cars were around. She clutched her camera tight with…
