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A run-down motel under 40$ dollars a night. Pets allowed.
Heater works, hot water, coffee maker with no coffee, towels are clean, but don't match. Some rooms are pretty clean, some not so much, some are down-right filthy. It's really luck of the draw which one you get. Ice maker is broken, so they are making ice in cube trays and you are limited to one very small bag per day. Knobs missing off AC unit, some lights are burned out. There is a small fridge, microwave and coffee maker in each room, but no coffee or filters. It's not in the nicest part of town, there's a couple of bars and strip joints east of here while the city's about 20 miles north. Shady activities aren't an uncommon occurrence. Runaways are known for coming here sometimes, it;s the kind of place you stay in when the only other option is your car(and even then, some people pick the car) Surprisingly it does get some business, mostly because of the price and the lack of competition around.
The place is managed by Sal.

Staff is made up of Gabriel, who sweeps and does room service

and Saida and Eliot who handle the cleaning.



Room Outside.

Room. 1 bed.

Room 2 beds.

Sal watched as the boy who had signed in a few weeks ago left yet again without a word.
"Strange boy that one" he mumbled, Aaron -as the boy had said his name was- was known for staying out at crazy hours and once in his room never came out until he needed to leave again. All very fishy, and the places he was rumored to visit were downright dangerous.
Not like it mattered, he payed on time.(though Sal had his doubts as to where he got the money) and had yet to cause any trouble.
"He's trouble" Gabriel murmured glaring at the path the boy had walked. He knew the type, would bet anything the credit cards that boy had handed over were fake,unlike those knives of his and there was just something about him...and he could have sworn he saw a gun.
"I wish he'd leave already, he's a street rat if I've ever seen one. Not like other runaways either" he said as he swept. "I'm telling ya Sal, turn 'im out on the streets. 'fore he brings ten kinds of hell to this place"
"He pays, he stays" Sal said with a shrug. "Not like this is a 5 stars place anyways" he pointed out "we always get trouble"
It was true, this place had a tendency of attracting a certain kind of clients. Sal had called the police so many times he had been called to attend one of the officers' anniversary party. And even still, they just kept coming.
Gabriel rolled his eyes but said nothing turning to Saida and Eliot who were craftily heading out the back door.
"Hey thing one and thing two" Gabriel called to them as the teenagers stopped with a groan "Don't even think about skipping on the cleaning. Haul a** up to the room unless ya want me to throw ya up there myself!"
With identical eyerolls both siblings headed upstairs.
"Fine but if that old pervert from room 35 tries to get me in his room one more time, I'm asking for a raise!" Saida called back before taking her brother and heading upstairs causing Gabriel to roll his eyes and Sal to laugh.

Saida and Eliot were almost done with the rooms(Eliot had gracefully done room 13) Eliot reached for Aaron-Sean-'s room.
"What are ya doin'? He said no room service"
"So, it's not like we were there to hear him. Aren't ya curious?"
Without waiting for an answer she opened the door and walked in only to stop dead in her tracks.
"Sai what the hell?" Eliot said only to go wide eyed as he took in the marked map and missing people decorating the walls, as well as some articles and print outs that were downright distrbing.
What the hell indeed.
Saida quickly took his hand and dragged him out, leaving the door locked behind her.
"Hey wait-wha'd you think that was?" Eliot asked once they were out
"I didn't see anything" Saida said quickly "and neither did you. Got that troll?!" she asks wacking him in the head for good measure.
"OW! Yeah alright got it" Eliot says and with that the two made their way out front,
"Sal we're leaving on break, now.." Saida said dragging her brother out and seriously considering looking around for a new job.
Because she had known, that guy in room was scary. Tall dark and cute and dangerous Saida had always had an eye for those. But what they had seen in his room. Symbols that looked satanic crime photos of bodies so gory she could still see them in her head if she thought about it. He was a creep in more than one way. Could even be some kind of satanist, might even be behind the missing-killed- people himself.
"We're stayin away from that room El" she tells her brother. "We don't talk to that guy, we don't even look at him got it? He's screwed up ten ways from sunday"
"You're the one who wanted to peek at his room" Eliot murmured as they walked away earning another head-slap.

Sal sat as Gabe finished sweeping and waited for more customers to check in. Things were slow as always but from time to time people would check in.