Hi everyone, it's me, Mr. Creepypasta, and I just wanted to tell you something before

we get started on tonight's story.

Tonight's story is actually written by Christopher Maxim, and I'm not sure if you all noticed

that we haven't got anything new from him in quite a while.

Well, with the current pandemic that's going on, it is making life significantly more

difficult for Chris.

He's in a situation where he can very much be affected by the virus as well as his ability

to work.

And so he reached out to me and asked me to be able to reach out to you.

If you guys are interested in any of Chris Maxim's work, you can find his books available

in the links in the description down below.

You can also find a link available down below that goes directly to donations for him to

be able to keep him moving, keep him shaking, and hopefully be able to see some more stuff

from him in the future.

Okay, that's all for today folks.

On to tonight's story.

As a freelance convention planner, I stay at many hotels over the course of a year.

I spend about a week per trip and an all expense paid suite of my choosing, doing nothing

but studying the location and interviewing the staff on hand to get a feel for the hotel

and its traffic.

I then spend another week organizing the event and ensuring my client is satisfied with

his plans.

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