There is an extensive back-story that accompanies Hotel Hightower and the mysterious deaths that occurred on the eve of New Years 1899. If you want to learn the history of the hotel, visit this historical site- http://www.tot1899.com/english/ , and it will fill you in.
I am however just a young artist that was privately commissioned by the daughter of Harrison Hightower, Harriet, to paint a portrait of her for the hotel's lobby.
It is however my grievous duty to inform you faithful readers that since sitting for this portrait, the young lady herself, may have followed a similar fate of her hapless father. For when I called upon her one evening to complete the masterpiece, she was nowhere to be found. Instead all I encountered was a hastily scribbled note, detailing some creature named the Shiriki Utundu. What was most disconcerting about the entire affair was that her personal suite was in an alarming state of disarray, with a large pool of blood in the centre of the room.....I hope that the authorities get to the bottom of this mystery.
