You fill the staff in on the events in the room next to yours.

You are almost surprised with the look on their faces, as they show little doubt in your crazy tale. The female staff member beside Jocelin pipes up as you conclude, mentioning that her name is Laura, and she was the person who you spoke to on the phone at the time.

A cold silence fills the next few seconds, before Laura clears her throat and speaks.

“Our manager, David…” Marsha snaps her finger at Laura, shaking her head firmly to interrupt Laura from speaking

Greg holds his hand upward, trying to get Marsha’s attention, though she brushes him off and looks back to you.

Laura speaks up with a firm voice “Marsha! something is seriously wrong, considering what they just saw, I think they have a right to know” She takes a deep breath “This is not normal, I’m scared!”

Marsha looks firmly at Laura before asking you to kindly return to your room, though it sounds more like a demand than a polite request.

“Can I use the washroom” The young kid with the crazy hair says in a monotone voice, looking today Marsha

Marsha sighs, and closes her eyes tightly “You don’t have to ask Greg, just go”

Greg quickly jogs down the hallway