Stupid naïve human.
The hotel receptionist told you there was only one vacancy, room 237, but they haven’t rented it to patrons since that gruesome little episode a few years back. They finally got all the stains out of the carpets.
You insisted that you needed the room.
I’ve been waiting in shadows and darkness all this time, just for you.
Go ahead. Unpack your bags. Take a shower. Even brush your teeth.
But don’t bother setting the alarm clock.
Once you turn out the lights, you won’t be doing much sleeping.