Prompt 2

'I was looking for a weapon smith when I saw this odd looking building, it was seven stories tall, each floor hanging halfway off the one below it and it looked as if it could fall over at any second, I decided to walk in not knowing I would be trapped there until I died. The receptionist had horns on its head, oddly both pale but red skin and pure white hair, it looked to be no older than fifteen she spoke in a calm and soothing voice "Welcome, how may I help you?"

"A room for one, please." I replied, she then started walking and said "follow me, I'll show you to your room." and then a devilish smirk cut across her face.'