Я зарегистрировался в небольшой отель. Было слишком поздно, и я очень устал. Я сказал пожилой женщине на стойке регистрации, что я хотел уютный номер. Она дала мне маленький ключик и сказал: “еще одна вещь - есть один номер без номера на вашем этаже и она всегда закрыта. Даже не заглянуть туда”. Я взял этот ключ, пошел в свой номер и попытался заснуть. Наступила холодная ночь и я слышал, сочилась вода. Я не мог спать, поэтому я открыл дверь и пошел в зал. Этот противный звук доносился из комнаты без номера. Я забарабанил в деревянную дверь. Но не было никакого ответа. Я посмотрел в замочную скважину и ничего не видел, кроме чего-то красного. Эта вода все еще капает. Я стремительно спустился к стойке регистрации, чтобы жаловаться. “Кстати, кто находится в этой ужасной комнате?” Она посмотрела на меня и рассказал мне устрашающую историю. Там жила одна женщина. К сожалению, Она была убита своим мужем. Ее кожа была белой и бледной, за исключением ее глаза, которые были красными. Эти глаза были наполнены злобой и местью
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I signed up at a small hotel. It was too late, and I'm very tired. I said the elderly woman at the front desk that I wanted. She gave me a little key and said: "one more thing-there is one room with no number on your floor and it is always closed. Didn't even look there. " I picked up this key, went to my room and tried to fall asleep. Came the cold night and I heard oozing water. I couldn't sleep, so I opened the door and went into the Hall. This nasty sound came out of the room without a number. I zabarabanil in the wooden door. But there was no response. I looked through the keyhole and saw nothing, except something red. This water is still dripping. I rapidly went down to the front desk to complain. "By the way, who is in this terrible room?" she looked at me and told me the awesome story. One woman lived there. Unfortunately, she was killed by her husband. Her skin was white and pale, except for her eyes, which were red. Those eyes were filled with anger and revenge
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I checked into a small hotel. It was too late, and I was very tired. I told the older woman at the front desk that I wanted a nice room. She gave me a small key and said, "One more thing - there is one room with no room on your floor, and it is always closed. Do not even look back. " I took the key and went to my room and tried to sleep. There was a cold night and I could hear water dripping. I could not sleep, so I opened the door and walked into the hall. This nasty sound came out of the room without a number. I banged on the wooden door. But there was no response. I looked through the keyhole and saw nothing, except something red. This water is still dripping. I quickly went down to the front desk to complain. "By the way, who are in this terrible room?" She looked at me and told me a frightening story. There's one woman lived. Unfortunately, she was killed by her husband. Her skin was white and pale, except her eyes, which were red. Those eyes were filled with anger and revenge
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i checked in at a hotel. it was too late and i"m tired. i told the old woman at the front desk that i wanted a room. she gave me a key and said: "one thing, one room with no numbers on your floor and it is always closed. don"t look back ". i took the key, went to his room and tried to sleep. on a cold night, and i hear the seeping water. i couldn"t sleep, so i opened the door and went into the room. the annoying noise coming from the room without a license. i забарабанил in wooden door. but there was no answer. i looked through the keyhole, and i saw nothing except something red. this water is still dripping. i quickly went to the front desk to complain. "by the way, who is that horrible room? "she looked at me and told me an story. there was one woman. unfortunately, she was killed by her husband. her skin was white and pale, except that her eyes were red. these eyes were filled with anger and revenge
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