The traveler

This scary and fiction story is about Samuel, a man who worked on his truck and used to work at night on the roads of Ecuador, Samuel this time had a job in Manta so he had to drive his truck to the coast. His place of departure was Quito so he went first to Santo Domingo, Samuel was driving relaxingly listening to music on the radio, suddenly he saw a hotel next to the road and decided to stop to rest a little since he had been driving for many hours and It was too late.

The man arrived at the reception and everything looked very normal however it felt a somewhat strange atmosphere, anyway, he checked in and the receptionist called Andrea gave him the key to her room, which was on the top floor of the hotel, but Samuel could notice that the receptionist noticed a little nervous, until he warned him and said: "in your apartment there is a room that has no number

It was a strange situation but Samuel, who did not believe in paranormal things, just nodded his head and decided to go to his room to be able to rest, he arrived at his apartment and when he passed by the door without number, he felt a shiver that shuddered all over his body. But since the fatigue he had was superior to any fear, he decided to enter his room, he had dinner, watched TV for a moment and suddenly stopped to think about what the receptionist said and that caused him to be very curious about what was inside that room so I reflect on whether or not to see what was inside the room.

In the end he was curious and left his room, approached the mysterious room, looked through the bolt and saw that there was a woman dressed in white, but that she was on her back standing next to a bed and with a melody that was quiet and at the same time scary, the whole room was very very strong red and the atmosphere was sad.

The man shouted loudly, but he walked hurriedly and went to his room, he could not sleep all night trying to understand who the woman in the room was and because he did not listen to the receptionist.

The next day, before leaving, he went on to leave the keys at the reception and could not help but tell the receptionist: "I looked through the lock." The receptionist put on a surprised face and scared at the same time and asked her "So what did you see?"

He said, "I saw a woman." The receptionist replied: "I told you not to look, there a woman died in strange circumstances and her ghost lives in that room until today. All those who looked through the bolt appeared dead a few days later."