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.