The wind howled trough the broken windows of Hotel Evans.

Inside, the loorboards creaked with every step.

Shadows moved acroos the walls, even thoug there was no ligut. Salvador held Olivia´s hand tightly, too scared to speak.

A cold whisper echoed in the hallway, calling their names. 

Olivia tried to stay calm, but her heart was racing.

The hotel flet alive... and and it didn´t want theme to leave