Guest

"You have arrived to your destination."

She stared at the GPS waiting for it to give her further instructions, that could not be her destination, it looked like a normal house where people lived, yet that was the adress. There was a small sign by the door stating that, indeed, it was a guesthouse. She got out of her car and took a small back out of the trunk. She rang the bell next to the door and an elderly man opened the door. 

"Oh, you must be our guest for the weekend." He said. 

"Yes."

"Come, I'll show you your room." He climbed to the second floor through a flight of stairs on the wall of the house. "You'll be the only guest, we are about to close for the winter."

He helped her into her room and after the check in he invited her to mark on a map the place where she came from. 

"It's a tradition, we do it with all our guests."

She thought it was a sweet tradition and paid no more heed to it. She continued with her plan for the day and returned after sunset. She wanted to take a shower but there was no warm water, so she went to her host house. She rang the bell and knocked on the door, but no one replied. Slowly, she opened the door and entered the house. There was some dim light in the living room and she walked towards it. The walls were covered in frames that contained small objects. Chills went down her spine, there was something very wrong. Approaching the frame that was closer to her she saw how it contained a lock of hair, a tooth, a small bone, possibly from a finger, and a piece of what looked like skin, under everything there was a plate with a woman's name, a date, and a country. She stood frozen staring at it, when she came back to her senses she turned around and something on the table caught her eye, before getting there she already knew what was it. Her name was craved on the plate waiting for her remains to rest in the frame. She ran to the door crashing into her host.

"Where do you think you're going, young lady?" He said clutching her arm with a surprising strenght for an old man. 

"I, I,..."

"No, you're not going anywhere."