Hotel Inferno Page #3

ROOM 1006

OUT GARDEN:

I'm pretty sure that this map will not help much,

and my men know every corridor of this Hotel.

Each of the rooms, every little secret passage.

But please, have fun trying to find a way out of there.

Wow! You discovered another secret area.

I'm impressed.

It really is a very good scout Boy Scout.

I give the Medal of Snoopy.

He's crazy!

He is just playing cat and mouse with me.

Do you really think that I will really listen to you?

No! I know it's so stupid, he was convinced that even ...

... That what you said ...

... It's true. But it is so far from the truth,

that you can not even imagine.

Did my men seem normal to you?

Have you ever seen someone with this disease in your life?

Even an idiot like you should have some doubts ...

... In this point.

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about?

That's the price of feed.

As my first man tried to explain to his deluded phrases.

When the feeds, year after year,

the bodies begin to get sick.

The brain starts to swell. Pus begins to occur.

The skin starts to burn, and the language begins to dry.

The glands then rot. The organs stop functioning.

Gangrene spreads.

Then, the tumors grow in the heart decaying

and death comes soon.

Many of them have even already face.

But still pouring,

with passion and dedication.

Hayo absurd to think that these poor sick ...

... They are more efficient than you.

All that good health is wasted without purpose.

He deserves to die, just for that.

It's a crazy son of a b*tch.

And I do not understand a word he says.

Do not worry, you will understand, if he survives a little longer.

What the f***?

OUTPU Here's them!

Vamos!

F***!

F*** this sh*t.

F***!

F***!

Vamos! Oh, come on!

Damn!

Oh, no, no, no!

Vamos! Vamos!

Damn!

F*** this sh*t!

F*** this sh*t.

See? Have you seen what he did?

That sound! That's the sound it makes when she's angry.

When a creature of them is angry, it means only one thing:

Problems. A f***ing mountain of problems!

And all this only because I did not hear me.

Who are you?

I told him who I am.

My name is Jorge Mistrandia.

Who is in reality be damned?

What are you doing here? What the f*** is that?

I am a collector.

For generations, my family have been collecting things ...

... In a world in which human consciousness has ceased to exist.

A world where people like you ...

... Describe with stupid words ...

... Like unspeakable, suffered, demonic, as another dimension.

And stupid sh*t like that.

There were times when the line between the two worlds,

ours and theirs, was dim.

Humans can feel the ...

... Presence across more clearly.

The time that people like you would define as the "dark".

But somehow, those times are more enlightened.

The pain and fear keep those closed doors.

The more pain we have here, the more they stay calm in his world.

It's like a balance. No pain here,

They are forced to enter.

It's a pretty simple concept.

Just imagine a lake, where the waters begin to fade.

The fish will try to jump out.

Jump out is not a solution. It's just an inevitable reaction.

The pain will never cease to exist in this world.

But it can decrease, sometimes.

And when that happens, some of them can pass through.

Some creatures should remain in their world, to survive.

Others may live in both worlds.

They enter and exit through those doors.

"She" is one of those. One of many.

It is quite common in the world.

But it is rare here.

My family has captured many years in Italy,

as they did with many other different creatures,

in several other countries, in many different years.

But to keep it here, in this world, no problems,

We must meet certain requirements.

With a double dose.

If you adopt a cat, you need to give a good meal,

and a house warm, if you want your happiness, right?

In fact, she is sleeping or something similar.

Sleeping since 480.

Just consider that during the Middle Ages,

My family often propagate the plague in Europe ...

... To satisfy their need for pain and suffering.

It really is a huge banquet for her, is not it sir?

So I like to call:

Propagator of the plague.

I find it hilarious.

When taking the place of my parents, I did something similar,

a cleaner and less visible form, so to speak.

In a modern way.

With these glasses can be recorded pain.

Innocent suffering frozen into digital data ...

... And transmitted to it.

It is pure pain is like feeding a cat ...

... With canned food.

But it works, because it is straightforward and nothing is wasted.

Therefore, we need not extend the plague again.

Yes, feed has its contradictions.

Consume glasses.

You see, many of my men are not in good health.

Ironically, the result is similar to the symptoms of the plague.

But it is necessary and they accept the risk, for the cause.

Everything is balanced to ensure that it continues sleeping,

in all its beauty.

Are you killing innocent people to maintain that balance?

Is that what you're doing?

Do you think that's an excuse to do this monstrosity?

You do not understand a word, idiot.

I'm not trying to save the world. The pain in this world is ...

... That can not be destroyed.

That balance is indestructible.

No one can change for better or worse.

I love my children. I want my collection.

They belonged to my family for centuries.

They are my trophies!

But there are rules I must follow to keep quiet here.

And if you do not want to be killed by it,

I have to create a small ...

... Extra balance of pain to feed, that's all.

So you're not a villain to save the world ...

... You have to do something bad, but inevitable.

It does nothing but feed their pets.

It's just that other rich bastard ...

... With a love sick.

With or without another world, with or without monsters ...

... Nothing special. Just another idiot.

You do not understand. They have much to teach.

If you show all the knowledge we get from them,

his little brain would melt like butter.

F***!

"F***." That's the same stupid answer ...

... He gave me, before all this started.

He was about to reveal a new world.

And your answer is "f***"?

He does not realize that his idiocy,

Have you broken your sleep cycle?

He is awake only because it did not proceed with these murders.

My men try to produce the required pain ...

... To keep sleeping again.

But did his best to evitrnoslo ...

... And he is now hungry.

And angry.

If you do not find the solution, I will be forced to destroy the structure.

False Hotel. Including her.

She is one of the best articles of my precious collection.

And I do not want to lose.

It belongs to my family since 400 AD

And I can not erase 1600 years of efforts ...

... Because of his idiocy.

Let him suffer. Suffer so much, so she fed.

She goes to sleep again and everything will return ...

Gomorrah!

Oh sh*t!

- Honey? - Are you?

Si.

What did you do to your voice? You were Sleeping?

Just I wanted you to know that I will take a few days.

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