Don't Sleep in My Bed

In order to earn extra money, I found a part-time job as a hotel sleep tester. I never thought that because of a strange test bed order, I would be involved in a series of horrible and bizarre things. The gradually expanding corpse spots on my body, the entangled singer, the head in a jar, the midnight taxi driver wearing paper clothes... In order to survive, I had to enter and leave the eerie death zones.