The Stanley Arms Hotel was once the jewel of the city – proud, majestic and monumental. Now it is second-rate, forever haunted by a notorious decades-old murder.
Then, somebody had an idea:
“One Night In The Murder Bed.”
It was supposed to be a weekend of fun – ghoulish, campy fun that would reclaim the Hotel from the funk it’d lingered in.
But when the guests started dying, it was clear the hotel had a different definition of ‘fun’.
|Publisher:||Blind Monkey Times|
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Mr. Hohler is a writer, living in Michigan with his wife and two children. A devoted soccer fan, Mr. Hohler's favorite clubs are the Manchester United and L.A. Galaxy, though he'll watch just about any game he can. In his spare time, he practices family law.
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