8

At the gates of hell.

At that time, a thin, tall woman and one of the missing victims, who came from a series of unexplained deaths and disappearances, which affected a decaying chain of hotels that, according to rumors, were being devastated by the souls of the spirits of former owners.

She found herself at this hour, at the gates, questioning how she got there.

- I don't remember how I died, I don't even know who it was. - She said.

- Do you want to go beyond? - She questioned her.

A few minutes pass, with the woman huddled in a white ball gown, even though she remembers something.

- I had a loyal customer, with whom I thought I had a connection. - She said.

- Sometimes, I thought this was just a good thing, but in reality, this was nothing more than a job, what I wanted from this loneliness to end, in reality, is an illusion. - She said.

- You want to do what about it? - She questioned.

The dreamy woman said.

- Nothing fairer than revenge, killing everyone with whom they made my life hell there.

Lovecraft County.

Business city.

It was then that they were sold to the Nora companies, which in turn would have problems with credibility and the fact that an old industrial zone was being plagued by hauntings, and no one knew where it was from.

In the center of the city of Lovecraft in Howard Philips, there was a chain of luxury apartments and motels that belonged to a wealthy businessman, president and CEO of the Nora group, whose largest shareholder and partner in the group is Shida Nora, which was the commercial center of the city , a chain of motels where he was always throwing parties for high society.

There was a series of disappearances involving that locality, all of them, were street women, call girls that led to a series of unsolved cases, their bodies, if they died, were never found.

Shida 's eldest son , named Iro Nora who was a tall, bulky, burly man with low self-esteem, without an ounce of willpower, as well as a lack of high control, was being criticized. he often became involved in his father's business at an early age.

He was always dedicated to the company, without ever getting relationships, his appearance was ugly, he didn't have a history of good relationships, the only women he often had commitments with were his company's employees, sometimes, according to rumors, prostitutes with whom he got involved.

A few weeks before she died.

She was Nora's faithful employee, who was now listening to this story...

- You said, marriage, like all the women who just said that, a series of her, who want to take my money. - He said.

- I'm your father's partner, I'm not the prostitutes you go out with, nothing fairer than two rejects going out together. - She said.

- Rejected. - He said. – Don't compare me to you. – He said, then pulling her, punching her, throwing her to the ground and suffocating her.

He did this to her, burying her soon after in the basement floor, which he had his secret burial ground.

This man had a string of deaths from people who were inexplicably killed, or missing.

He was responsible for this, the woman unlike her, was not the usual prostitute he was looking for so much, she was as vindictive as the others, so there was an exact number of souls missing to take his collaborators who helped this man to hide his victims in the attic, among them.

Where some employees of the hotel he frequented, they went there burying the last body, his father could not forever stifle this kind of thing, but for now, if he only did it with the prostitutes.

Even if there was no way they could go looking for it, but Ana was his partner, she was a good person, she had two children, so now he was having problems hiding his disappearances from the press, in addition to his children...

What he didn't know at the time was that she had joined the vengeful spirits.

Meanwhile, at Nora Tower, in the middle of a meeting.

The tycoon's phone rang, in the middle of the meeting, it was insistent, when he thought about not answering, a message appeared on the display.

- I know about your son's secret, regarding the hotel. - He read.

- Curse. Nora said.

- If you unite so that we catch all these men, we can lure them to the place. – A soul said.

The boy's father was at that time, being called by the phone, stopping what he was doing in the middle of a meeting.

- Who is talking? – He questioned.

- I know about the bodies you hide in the hotel attic. - The voice on the phone said.

- What do you want? – He questioned him.

- I want you to come to the hotel now, bring 500 thousand dollars in cash. - The voice on the phone said.

- I'll be there in five twenty minutes. - He said.

- So, gentlemen. - He said, hanging up the phone, getting out of the chair at the table.

- What? – A shareholder said.

- Meeting postponed, I have an appointment elsewhere. - He said, getting up from there.

Upon exiting the elevator, he headed toward the covered parking lot.

At that time, when he didn't know it, it was that his son, in the middle of a round of golf, received the same phone call, she ran, desperate in her cart towards the hotel, he skimmed towards the bank, when he entered in the hotel room, which he used so much, there arrived, soon after, his father...

A series of ghosts surrounded them and all the hotel employees, towards the attic, as they ran towards the furnaces, when they all exploded, taking the hotel with them all, starting a fire that destroyed everything in seconds, the firefighters were called.

The money burned along with everything that was incinerated, leaving nothing and no one, their souls were taken to the afterlife.

When the police, firefighters and experts inspected the place, they found in the attic, the remains, the skeletons of all the victims of disappearances, with notes and diaries on a false wall where there were data on all the victims, the people involved died. there, along with reputation and popular opinion, he destroyed his career.

That's what happened, so that where he sold the documents, properties of those involved and the company's partners, who kept their assets, lost everything, leaving no descendants to take control of the company, in addition to a new owner, Mr. Delphos.