Well, it’s that time of year again.
The walls between worlds have grown weak, allowing all manner of darkness – and dark things – to walk this dimension.
But you know what’s really scary to a bellman, kids? I’ve been here for hours and I’ve yet to do a single call.
The lobby is empty.
My pockets are bare.
They’re playing Justin Bieber in the lobby.
I really am in a custom-made Halloween hell…
See you in the lobby, friends… I hope.
Here’s a little seasonal TJ Lubranoto set the mood…