The Hotel Room 313
A businessman checked into an old hotel during a stormy night. The receptionist warned him:
“Never open Room 313.”
Curious, he asked why.
“Just don’t,” she replied nervously.
Around 2 AM, he heard strange whispering through the walls. He couldn’t resist anymore.
He walked down the hallway and looked through the keyhole of Room 313.
Inside stood a pale woman staring at the corner of the room. Her skin looked unnaturally white.
Terrified, he hurried back to bed.
The next night, he looked again.
This time, the keyhole was completely red.
The receptionist burst into tears when he told her.
“You looked directly into her eye,” she whispered. “She killed her husband in that room… and she hates being watched.”
