The place looked old from far away, but the closer he got the more the modest establishment seemed to bloom, or clean itself up. Maybe it was a trick of the moonlight. Maybe his brain was ignoring what seemed like a stained, broken building. Whatever it was, he decided to pull up and see if any rooms were available. "What the hell was that?" The noise had woken Norman from his sleep, and spooked him quite a bit. It sounded almost like a human foot landing, but somehow heavier, and wider. The low sound had almost left Norman's thoughts when he heard it again.