A Terrible Conference.

We went to our annual conference. Myself, Mike and Aviana all were there as well as Rahul. This year was in Arizona, apparently, but in a terrible area. All around looked like it was "down by the tracks", overgrown brown grass, literal train tracks. Rusted metal chain link fences and rail lines. Pale brick buildings. Lots of clear signs of vagrancy. The four of us were walking down the street and couldn't figure out where the hotel was and started walking down this one dirt path and hit a point where we crossed a smaller dirt road, like a bike path and the grass suddenly became this taller lush green grass. We knew it was time to turn around because we were entering a different area. Very video game transition moment.

The hotel we got to was very frail, old dry rotting wood. Lots of yellows and light browns. Weathered brown doorknobs. When Mike and I were shown our room, it was the size of a small bathroom closet with a sink in there. No toilet, not enough room for a bed but maybe to lay across the floor if the door were closed. I entered it to make a display of how I was going to sleep under the sink and how we'd both fit, but as soon as I got in there, I knew the room was haunted. I closed the door and turned off the light and the shape of the darkness looked like a man with a fedora. I was laughing at how absurd our room was especially that we were now with a ghost in the room and I opened the door and was like "HELL yes, this is the best" or something like that. The person showing us our room was disappointed.

I once again got separated from the group and was wandering the halls of this giant hotel and found a back stairway to go downstairs. Down there was this casino type area but further into that giant room was a huge bowling alley where all of these people dressed as businessmen were.  They were losing their minds bowling. It felt like they were possessed by it.