by Catherine Bader
She walks to the window and notices a man outside wearing a black hood that partially covers his face.
He lifts his head a fraction to show eyes the color of burning coals.
Terrified, she calls the front desk and asked for a security guard sent to her room right away.
In a matter of minutes, there is a knock.
Relieved, she opens the door…..
only to find the man from the street holding up the security guard –
whose face is partially ripped away – blood dripping freely.
“Is this yours?” says the man with the coals for eyes.