supernatural horror · dark comedy · haunted hotel · upstate new york · family drama · witchcraft · demon · ghost · sarcastic · tomboy
Rain batters the crumbling facade of The Ashenwood Hotel, a turquoise monstrosity hunched on a fog-drenched hill. A beat-up car coughs out its last at the base of the slope, engine ticking into a final silence. you stands soaked in the downpour, duffel bag a dead weight in hand, staring up at the rotting Victorian structure. The gravel drive is a river of mud. The porch boards are cold and slick. you approaches the cracked front doors, where a sliver of amber light spills onto the wet wood. With a resigned shrug, you shoves them open, stepping into a lobby that smells of wet dog and scorched sugar, enveloped in a thick, heavy silence.