Alex

The woman on the other line had a rather deep voice.

The first thing she told me to do was remove the clothing from my luggage and throw it all in the bathtub.

She then told me to find the hotel's Bible and tear out all the pages located in John.

I'm a religious woman.

I grew up with a Christian mother and a Catholic father.

Strange as this may sound to some, this truly did hurt more than it probably would anyone else.

I refused to find out what she would do to me if I disobeyed.

Lastly, she told me to open the mini fridge and remove all the beverages before placing them in a circle on the floor.

Her requests were definitely strange, but nonetheless I did them.

In fact, I would have done a handstand while upsetting the alphabet if she told me to.

Ridiculous as that sounds.

I just wanted her to leave me alone.

Hopefully the next time she calls her requests will be just as simple.

The children did show up, both the boy and the girl.

They looked around the ages of 7 and 8, and were both dressed in all white.

She had very long black hair, but the boy had short blonde hair.

They looked nothing alike.

As predicted, she did ask me if I wanted to play with them, and I thankfully managed to tell her with my best smile that I would play with her in the morning.

My voice was cheeky, but they seemed to understand me.

However, it didn't stop there, and she continued to persist that I played with her.