It was a gray, cloudy night. My newly married husband and I were leaving for our honeymoon location. Originally we planned on Hawaii, but that was too expensive so we decided to go to Las Vegas instead. There was a storm coming in and he hates driving in terrible weather. Luckily for us there was a hotel in the distance, and I persuaded him to stop. The windows darkened by thick dust, the old roof missing shingles, and the rickety and dilapidated door all added to a dreary appearance. It was, however, the only place to stop. We pulled into the abandoned parking lot, found a spot near the door and parked the car. As we opened the doors of the car and ran to the rickety old hotel through sheets of drenching rain, we noticed that the establishment seemed old and unkempt and would have left if