Hotel horror

The journey to the ancient rock was seventy-two hours. So while George was driving, Nasha was sleeping.

And when he drove a bit, he would slow down and check if she was alright.

So considering the distance of the place, George decided to lodge at the only hotel on that lonely highway.

He alighted at the hotel by 8 pm then he left Nasha in the car as he reached the reception.

“Excuse me, Miss. I need a good room for me and my fiancée.” George said to the receptionist.

“ Welcome, Sir. Here’s the key for room 205, it’s very spacious and I hope you will like it.” The receptionist smilingly responded.

George collected the key and thanked her snappily as he returned to the car and tapped Nasha to wake from sleep.

“My love, my love, please wake up.” He said as Nasha opened her eyes.

“Where are we?”

She queried amid the grogginess. Then George smiled and replied,

“We are in a hotel. We should spend a night here then we will continue our journey tomorrow. It’s v