Hotel California
They say that somewhere in western America, some say in Utah, others say on the California coast, there’s a small motel on the side of the road.
When you go inside, it’s decorated in very common hotel attire, with the paneling and old fashioned key-lock doors.
The thing is, there’s a room in there for everybody. Everybody has a reservation for exactly when they show up, and the number of rooms available is always one more than the number of people there. One person to a room, that is the rule.
It’s said that the song “Hotel California” is based off this motel, though you *can* leave this particular motel.
I wouldn’t advise looking at a mirror for at least a month after doing so, though.
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It was good, but I got kinda confuzzled
Egh
And they nevar found teh bukkit.
I know what would be in my room ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Same here.
Fuck me I have a mirror in The left side of my bed. Right side is pushed against a wall so there is no way I can avoid looking at it.
It seemed more of an indication that the person will be haunted. Spirits they could only see in the mirror, maybe? :/
I don’t understand…what’s with the mirror? MIRRORS ARE OUR FRIENDS!!! ASK BLOODY MARY!!! SHE IS LITERALLY ATTACHED TO ONE!!! Well, not quite…but you get the point…
That was… really bland. There’s no real horror factor here at all, and it just feels kind of disappointing all in all. Safe to say, even the Hotel California song is more sary than this.
I would not like this hotel
tots lame