Rachel lay on a rickety bed in a Hotel room called “The Last Gate Hotel”. “Strange name”, she had thought as she pulled into the parking lot. She had been on her way home to see her folks. She had planned to drive straight thru but it was dark and she was beginning to get sleepy. Now here she was laying on the bed looking up at the ceiling. She could here the moans of a woman and the banging of a head board from the room next door. She closed her eyes and slid her right had into her jeans and under her panties. She could almost picture the couple in her mind going at it, almost feel vibrations thru the bed as she stroked herself. Right as she was on the edge of an orgasm she heard a loud crash. Removing her hand and jumping up, knees on the bed, she leaned against the headboard, her ear against the wall. Her heart jumped in her chest when she heard a faint but clear noise in her ear. It was as if the wall itself had breathed. She crawled away from the wall and stared at it. What had just happened?