This is a picture I did not take of the repeated knocking of me rapping the hollow poorly painted door as I heard the loud irritable footsteps of Sarah bolting across the room, and as she opened the door I could see the pieces of wood from the side of the door flying in all directions as she ripped of the chain-lock from the door and hearing the long piece of the door bang the floor making a loud explosion as if a bomb shell hit the hotel room.