Red Moon Hotel

I work the night shift at the Red Moon Hotel. The base salary is $5,000 a month, and the tips are unlimited. On my second night, the hotel hosted a group event for a niche community of enthusiasts. I kindly handed each guest a copy of the hotel's rules and regulations, only to have them laugh and toss them into the trash. At 9:30 PM, I heard their voices coming through the security monitors at the front desk. "Do we have enough this time? If we want one each, we're still one short, right?" "It's fine. Isn't there a girl at the front desk? She looks like she'll do." "Yeah, we're all going to try her eventually anyway. Don't fight me for it! I get first dibs!" What they didn't know was... The guest I checked in on my first night was already dead. 1 A few hours before my shift, I got a text from the manager about overtime. Hey Lin, we've got a group booking tonight. Please come in two hours early~ Don't worry, you'll get overtime pay~ If this were any other job, I'd be cursing my boss under my breath while pasting on a fake smile and replying, "Got it." But this job is different. Base pay: $5,000. Tips: sky's the limit. My first night, I walked away with over $20,000 in bonuses. But money isn't even the most important thing. The most important thing is that this hotel is haunted as hell. Call me a coward. But if you were in my shoes, you wouldn't even dare to curse in your head. I didn't waste a second. I threw on some clothes and headed downstairs. That familiar, pitch-black hotel shuttle was already waiting for me. I got in silently, muttered a quick "hello" to the driver, and then kept my mouth shut. My shift runs from 10 PM to 6 AM. Tonight was overtime, so I had to be there by 8 PM. I wasn't worried about being late. As long as I was in this damn car, the driver would get me there on time. I took a deep breath and started reciting the Red Moon Hotel Employee Handbook in my head. Rule 1: Employees must not be late or leave early. Rule 2: Employees must not leave their posts unauthorized. Rule 3: Front desk staff have the right to refuse any unreasonable requests from guests after check-in, but cannot refuse any requests from guests wearing VIP badges. Rule 4: Employees cannot refuse any request from any manager. Rule 5: Monthly staff meetings are mandatory. No exceptions. As you can see, only five rules. But these five rules are vital. Please remember, if you're unfortunate enough to step into the Red Moon Hotel. If you're unfortunate enough to work part-time at the Red Moon Hotel like me. Memorize these five rules. Never forget them. They could save your life! The black car stopped smoothly in front of the hotel. I got out and checked my phone. 8 PM on the dot. It was July. Even at 8 PM, it shouldn't be completely dark. But within the grounds of the Red Moon Hotel, darkness had already swallowed everything. Only the hotel interior blazed with a blindingly bright light. The hotel manager stood at my station, smiling like a lifeless statue. She had a face on the back of her head. Her skin was ghastly white, even her lips were pale. Her whole face looked like a piece of waterlogged bread. Goosebumps erupted all over my body. I hurried over. "Lin, you're here. We have a group event tonight. It's going to be busy, so I'll need your help." I shook my head vigorously. "No trouble at all, Manager. It's my job." The manager pointed to the front desk, where a stack of bright red Red Moon Hotel Guest Manuals sat. "When you check the guests in later, remember to give one to each of them. Don't miss anyone." I nodded, a question popping into my head. "What if they don't want it?" 2 A smile finally cracked the manager's flawless, porcelain face. The corners of her mouth lifted at a steady pace until they froze at the highest point, forming a perfect, eerie grin. Her pitch-black eyes seemed to glint with an excitement that didn't match her demeanor. Yes, excitement. "It doesn't matter. You just need to hand them out. If they don't want it, that's their problem." There it was again. That bone-deep chill wrapping around me. I immediately shut down my curiosity and asked no more questions. I went to the staff locker room and grabbed my uniform. As I took off my jacket, I felt two Hell Bank Notes in my pocket. A special reward from the hotel for getting two five-star reviews last night. Very ominous. But weirdly enough, right now, in this hotel, they gave me a sense of security. Like possessed, I slipped them into my uniform pocket. When I returned to the front desk, the lobby was empty and quiet. It felt like I was the only living person in the hotel. The Red Moon Hotel Guest Manuals on the desk drew me in. Driven by curiosity, I picked one up and started reading. Red Moon Hotel is honored to host your group event. Please observe the following rules. Rule 1: Please do not leave your room after midnight. Rule 2: If you need to leave your room or require assistance, please call the front desk. Rule 3: Please respect all hotel staff. Staff have the right to refuse unreasonable requests after check-in, but cannot refuse requests from guests with VIP badges. Rule 4: The hotel refuses all dine-and-dash, scamming, and freeloading behavior. Please pay for every service requested. Rule 5: You must check out before leaving the hotel, or face the consequences. Knock, knock, knock— "Hi there! We booked a group event. The name's Lee. Could you check us in?" I looked up to see a girl with a round face, square glasses, and a long white dress. Like a little cream puff. I stood up and flashed my professional smile. "Of course. Happy to help. Could I have your IDs, please?" The girl, Lee, pulled out a stack of IDs. Sixteen in total, but they needed seventeen rooms. Sixteen standard rooms and one massive suite that took up an entire floor. "Lee, did you get scammed? A hotel this nice, seventeen rooms for only $900? Don't play us!" A guy with green hair behind Lee looked around and spat on the floor. "I didn't! It was a group buy online, used a coupon. If we need more money, I'll pay for it." Lee had a good temper, her dimples never fading. But Green Hair wasn't letting it go. He looked at me with a sleazy grin. "Hey beautiful, tell me, is this hotel so cheap because someone died here or something?" My heart skipped a beat. A chill ran down my spine. He knew!!! 3 "Hehe, big hotel, just you at the front desk? Bet you're scared, huh? How about I stay and keep you company? Ghosts, monsters, I ain't scared of nothin'!" Green Hair reached out to touch my face. I frowned and stepped back. Just a pervert. "Roy, stop bothering her! I checked, this hotel has deals sometimes, and the reviews are all good. Keep messing around and if you get kicked out, don't expect us to help you." Lee's face turned cold as she slapped Roy's hand away. "F*ck! You think you can boss me around? If it weren't for you..." Roy shut his mouth abruptly and slunk back into the group. Lee smiled apologetically at me. "Sorry about him. He's got a foul mouth, but he's not a bad guy. Sorry for the trouble." Of all the customers I've dealt with, Lee was my favorite type. Reasonable, and keeps her friends in check. I warmed up to her a bit, my smile becoming more genuine. "It's no problem. Please keep your IDs safe. Your room numbers are on the manuals. You can use your ID cards to unlock the doors." As she took them, I added, "Please read the manual carefully. We hope you have the best experience." Lee nodded and put everything into her large bag. I handed out the manuals to the rest of the guests. Unfortunately, not everyone was as patient as Lee. Roy didn't even open his. He shoved it straight into the trash can by the elevator. "What a sh*tty hotel, giving guests rules. The customer is God! I ain't reading this crap!" I stood there meekly, not reacting. Whatever. I didn't even know if I'd make it out of here alive tonight. Warning them was the best I could do. Through the hotel system, I could see the occupancy rate. Just these sixteen guests. Or rather, probably only these sixteen guests tonight. Bored, I started snooping on their group activity. Normally, I don't have this kind of fetish. But in this hotel, I couldn't help it. I hate team building with a passion! But these people looked excited, not a hint of displeasure. I guess hobbies really do give you energy? I watched them enter the suite that took up the entire top floor. They methodically took out infrared detectors from their bags and swept every corner of the room. What the hell? Why so cautious? Something shady? No, no, that Lee girl didn't look like that kind of person. I shook my head, clearing the dirty thoughts. "Hmm, no cameras. Lee found a good spot. We can come here for future events." "Yeah, finally we can play freely. You guys don't know how hard it is to hide usually." What they didn't know was that the Red Moon Hotel's cameras were undetectable. Even the hotel itself was magical. I let my mind wander. Then, a conversation from the monitor chilled me to the bone. "Do we have enough this time? If we want one each, we're still one short, right?" "It's fine. Isn't there a girl at the front desk? She looks like she'll do." "Yeah, we're all going to try her eventually anyway. Don't fight me for it! I get first dibs!" Me? They were targeting me? I frowned. What this group didn't know was... The guest I checked in on my first night was already dead. 4 Beep beep beep— A white van pulled up outside the hotel, the door slamming shut so hard it almost fell off. The driver hauled out two large black sacks and walked straight towards me. "Miss, I'm leaving these here for a bit. Guests ordered 'em. Gotta run, but I'll call 'em to come get it." The sacks were wriggling, but silent. Seeing me stare, the honest-looking driver grinned. "Don't be scared, nothin' dangerous. Just some..." He was cut off by the manager, who appeared out of nowhere. "Alright, you can leave them here. We respect our guests' privacy." The man clicked his tongue, answered his phone, and walked out. "Take them to the back for processing, then help Lin deliver them upstairs." The man behind the manager was also wearing the hotel's black uniform. Unlike the manager who filled hers out, this man was tall and gaunt. He looked like a skeleton rattling around in his clothes. He wore a black mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. "Lin, this is the Logistics Chief. You two will deliver this to the guests." "The Chief can't speak to guests, so communication is on you. Also, if there's any mess, contact cleaning immediately. The hotel must remain spotless. It's how we respect our guests." I nodded. I wouldn't dare call it trouble. The Logistics Chief picked up a sack in each hand, gave me a cold look, and signaled for me to follow. We walked down the hall, past the locker room, to the Logistics Office at the end. The door opened, and a bone-chilling cold spilled out, wrapping around my ankles. "Wait here." Leaving me with that, the Chief slipped inside and shut the door, sealing whatever was inside. Before I could think, the door opened again. The Chief was back. "Let's go. Delivery time." Was that even a minute? Probably not. What could he do in that time? The Chief's voice was raspy and dry, calm like the manager's. But for some reason, I heard a grit in his teeth when he said "delivery." I'm smart. And I value my life. I didn't say a word. Not a peep. I just followed him into the elevator. The group was on the 11th floor, rooms 1101 to 1116. The suite was on the 12th floor. This layout was different from my first night. But honestly, if the Red Moon Hotel disappeared tomorrow, I wouldn't be surprised. The elevator went up. The Chief and I stood in silence. The two sacks of living things had been quiet since leaving the Logistics Office. Ding— 12th floor. This time, I walked out before the Chief. Knock, knock, knock— I knocked three times. "Hello guests, your delivery is here. Please open the door."

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