Glida Styles

Glida scares the pants off the two gentleman staying in room 214, gliding through the wall into room 215 with a mischievous giggle. She loved nothing more than a good haunt these days. What else was a gal supposed to do? Especially when most people couldn't see Glida anymore. Glida hears a gasp and looks toward the bed in the room- the bed where you're staring at her open mouthed and pale.