“The rooms were doors set into the twinkling snow sculptures of handsome men and women. Giants caught in the ice by their endless waves of beard and silken tresses, desperation in their frozen eyes. Maatje shivered. No, she didn’t like this floor at all. A scratching and a thud came from inside one of the snow statues: a woman shaped with cruelty so dazzling it looked like loveliness. Maatje jumped back. “I-I’m looking for the Manager.” A tap tap tap was her only reply. A finger on the door in the snow woman’s ravenous, gaping mouth.” FantasyDreamsSinisterIce SculpturesImpossible Hotel Book:The Dream Maker Source: The Dream Maker
“The door he was looking for lay flat and singed in the ash. It sang to him in a way it never had before. As if it knew the words that came after the end.” FantasyDreamsYaImpossible Hotel Book:The Dream Maker Source: The Dream Maker