Authors note: BE warned, don't read at night.
I had a job as a security guard being as I didn't pass my exams in my final year due to... Me being that staying-in-my-room-playing-games-instead-of-studying guy. I, however passed surprisingly with art and design. I was really good at art, mostly capturing details with human faces and features. The main objective to include on the job was to watch hotel rooms overnight.
My first day went pretty smooth, as so did the week.
I sat in my chair with a camera pad in one hand, and a cup of coffee in the other, the night went on slowly. I slouched in my chair switching cameras back and forth when a camera suddenly went blank. I thought this was just the bad quality of the hotel, it was old after all... I turned the camera back on and saw a long gash in the lens. I switched cameras onto room 687. What I saw killed me inside. A dark figure with blood dripping from its chest smiled at the camera, it's neck crooked and blood shot eyes. It's pupils dilated as the camera flashed and the power went completely out. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, a sudden piercing scream filled my ears as it faded into blackness.
