To the first room

Understanding the situation, she got to work, took the necessary courage and went to the stairs to go to the second floor. She was a little surprised to see that there he was even messier and dirtier than the previous floor, although she knew that would be the least of her worries.

The silence and tranquility of the place gave her chills and the echo of her footsteps did not help her calm down.

She finally reached the dark brown door with the number "one" written on it. Out of courtesy she knocked and asked permission to enter.

Seeing the scene made her stomach turn a little, but she didn't waver and after giving a sigh she entered.

- "I hope not to be a nuisance. My name is Anastasia and I think you guys need help, right? I'll stay here until I can find out what happened to them and I also hope to finally get them to rest in peace"- she joined her palms in the form of a prayer as if implying his good intentions.

-"first I'll take a look at the room if you don't mind since I need to understand the atmosphere a bit"- and saying that she started to look at everything, first the bed; it was almost completely greenish-brown, as if the blood that was there had rotted away over the years. The pillows were splattered as was the floor and walls, there was also mold in some areas but not surprisingly.

Anastasia took in every detail and then went to the bathroom. But there was nothing strange there, apparently the victims did not manage to move beyond their room since the bathroom was only covered with dust, spider webs and some broken ceramics but that could be explained with the excuse that they were broken from before .

- "seeing all this I can deduce that it was not pleasant, right? I'm really sorry for what happened"- the girl said to the air when she returned to the room.

-"I'm ready for whatever you want to tell me, I just need something to write down"- she looked in her pockets for her phone, but she couldn't find it, maybe it fell in her car. It wasn't a problem though as she looked to her right and found a notebook and pencil that seemed to have been left there just a few seconds ago. -"thanks"- she knew that the spirits did it. -"well, you can start"- she closed her eyes, inhaled and exhaled calmly and after a few minutes she felt how hands were placed on her eyes as if they were covering them from behind. That's when she knew it worked.

(...)

××The hands slowly released her and shortly after she opened her eyes again to now see a completely different scene than the one she saw when she entered; the room was completely clean, the color of the walls was light blue, the color of the bed was an impeccable white color and it was very well tidy. The floor was covered in a light gray carpet with some white dots. The door was still the same brown color, only it was brighter. She also noticed that there were some paintings hanging on the walls, they were a bit small and didn't look like anything special, they just had pictures of landscapes so she didn't pay much attention to them.

She was going to write some notes on the details, but before she heard the bathroom door open. She got up quickly and stood in a corner so as not to interfere with the scene.

What she saw was a woman of medium build, not very short, with long black and wet hair, apparently she had just finished taking a shower. She was dressed in the typical white hotel gown and green sandals.

There was nothing strange, just a woman like any other getting dressed after taking a bath, she didn't even come out, she stayed lying down watching television. Anyway Anastasia was attentive to everything.

(...)

About ten or fifteen minutes later the door opened and a tall thin man entered, his face looking about thirty years old. He seemed quite happy and his (apparently) wife took notice of him.

-"what's going on?"- the man showed his old phone and in it the woman read a message aloud. - "Dear son, I'm sorry I couldn't call you to give you this news, but it was very difficult for me due to the bad sign; we're going to visit you and your wife for Christmas. I hope it's not too sudden, but we already miss you and We want to see you as soon as possible." - The woman, when she finished reading, was also moved. - "it's great. After so many years we can finally be with them again"- her husband agreed with a big smile.

-"Then dear, let's take advantage of our last days of fun in this place because when we get home we will have to prepare everything for when they arrive"- the happiness that the couple radiated was so great that Anastasia was infected by it and also smiled , it was a tender scene. However, it did not last long as suddenly loud noises began to be heard. They were like gunshots and soon after there were also screams.

The man steeled himself and opened the door to see what was happening, but it was not a good idea since immediately a guy could be seen, apparently a man, completely in black and with his face covered, carrying a gun in each hand. and he did not hesitate to shoot the innocent man who was in front of him. Five shots fired at a person who didn't know what was going on.

The woman looked at everything and, terrified, she tried to hide in the bathroom, but she did not manage to take more than three steps until she felt the impact of the bullets on her back.

There were seven shots in the woman. She endured more than her husband standing.

Poor Anastasia who saw everything was already crying and the worst thing is that the guy did not leave when he killed his victims. On the contrary, he took the time to throw them on the bed and keep shooting them as if she enjoyed it. The blood splattered on the floor, on the walls and especially on the bed.

The poor girl who was standing in the room couldn't quite believe what had just happened.

And the scene was so horrible that for a moment she thought that she too would be a victim of that damn being.××