"Bye, Marie," Tara said, smiling at the woman. She had enjoyed sleeping late but now was ready for the special event of the week. She printed out the handbills that invited the residents to a poker night.<br/>"Texas hold'em." the flyer read. "20 dollar buy in."<br/><br/>Tara grinned, this was one of the highlights of the week. Nightly wine and cheese were always a hit but the poker night was lots of fun, giving the residents a feeling of friends in the middle of a strange city. No matter how fun the revelrie was, everyong needed a quiet night of entertainment. She had ordered the pizzas from the pizzaria down the street.<br/><br/>She trudged up the stairs and tacked the invitations to the doors. The tall double doors on the rooms doubled as hurricane shutters, but once upon a time might have doubled as jail doors. One of the doors was standing open since the cleaning crew had mopped the floor. This was a sign the room was open for rent. The pleasant Louisiana breeze lifted the curtains and Tara thought she caught a glimpse of a shadow person. She smiled and waved. This place was haunted and she couldn't find a reason to be rude to those who chose to stay