Do not stay here.
Do not stay in this room, this hotel, or anywhere near here.
It was late when I saw the hands out of the corner of my eye.
Pale skin, with black fingers.
I am not insane.
I could hear them under the bed.
I woke up the next morning covered in scratches.
I dreamt of grave worms in the empty eye socket of a man I’ve never met.
I know he knows me now.
Don’t stay here.
-Hidden under the safe in the room.