6.
“My mom used to work at a motel next to a main road. The worst story she told me was about a couple who checked in late one night, and were still there come checkout time the next day. She knocked on the door, the guy put his head out, and she told him it was checkout time, but no need to rush. He was pleasant, and about 30 minutes later, the couple checked out and left. Soon after, she went in and was immediately confronted by a pungent odor. Virtually every surface in the bedroom and bathroom was smeared in shit of varying viscosity.”
“The bed was covered, the walls, the carpet, everything, the only thing that wasn’t was the shower cubicle itself, which presumably they’d used to clean themselves off. I believe she just retreated out of the room and some Hazmat suited professionals were brought in to go over the room top to bottom.”
