I'm Erica…The Crimson Witch
Erica's POV:
"Hmm?" It had been a while since I'd been to this place, and it seemed like a lot had changed in my absence. Dust, cobwebs, and the visceral snares of a monster lurking somewhere inside the hotel. "They abandoned this place, but why?"
"Maybe they all moved somewhere else?" Replied Dandy, her tiny feet pitter-pattering beside me.
"Perhaps, but where could they be?" With a flourish of the hand, I spruced the place with magic.
Cleaning the cobwebs, the dirt, and everything else on its own, the hotel itself grew sentient. Yielding to my command, it opened the doors one after the other–leading us directly to the monster hiding inside.
"A Skincrawler?" Getting to the room with the monster squatting in a corner, my heart sank a little at the sight of it's dainty wearing the skin of a small child. It was obviously afraid, the skincrawler kid, and yet the human skin on its body; stripped away any empathy it could've garnered.