I opened the door and the only thing that I saw was a piece of paper which read, “Beware of the head. It comes at night,”. I laughed, believing that the hotel management was playing a sick joke as it was Halloween. I went to bed soon after eating by dinner as I had meeting the next day. “I told you to beware of the head,” was the last thing I head before sharp fangs bit me on my neck. They never did find my cause of death.