Horror Short Story: Heartbreak Hotel Part 1

I give you, the first part of our first piece of indie horror short stories, Heartbreak Hotel by Urbis user Hybrid.

“Since my baby left me, I found a new place to dwell….”
Dana curled her lip and turned off the radio, she was in the car, fleeing a bad relationship.  She didn’t need reminds of that.
She looked at the clock and realized how late it was.  She better find a hotel to spend the night.
The road she was on was deserted and there didn’t seem much hope for a hotel to pop up.  Just as she had that thought she saw a sign, “Heartbreak Hotel 5mi.”
“Heartbreak Hotel,” she thought cynically, “appropriate.”

She wondered if she should just let it pass by and wait for another hotel, when there was a loud crack of thunder.  She looked up and saw the dark clouds in the distance.  She realized that she would have to stop at the motel, because if she didn’t she would end up in the middle of the storm.  
Just as she arrived at the hotel, the skies opened up and a deluge of rainwater poured out.  For a moment she sat there, looking at the building.  It looked deserted and she wondered if she should just brave the storm and drive on.  Then she saw the vacancy sign barely visible in the overgrown trees, it was lit.
This normally wasn’t the type of place she would stay at, but she was desperate.  So she got out of the car and ran through the rain to the front door.  As soon as she walked through the door, a bell rang and a young man stepped through a door.
“Hello,” he said smiling at her.
Dana smiled back, but something about the man gave her the creeps and again she wondered if she should stay here.
A loud clap of thunder made up the decision for her.
“I need a room,” she said and the man smiled again.
“We have plenty of rooms available,” he said, and Dana got a chill at the way he was looking at her.
“My name is Asher,” he said, after she had signed in and he had handed her the key.  “I run this hotel with my mother.  If you need anything just ask.”
“Sure thing,” she said, as she was thinking “not a chance.”

Dana decided not to get her luggage until after the storm had passed, even though Asher had volunteered to get it for her.  She really didn’t want him in her room, so she had declined.
She had grabbed her backpack at least, which held a change of clothes and some pajamas so she decided to take a shower.
After carefully checking the locks, to make sure Asher couldn’t barge in on her, she went into the bathroom and started the shower.  After it had heated up, she stepped in and washed herself and her hair quickly.  She turned off the shower, wrapped a towel around herself and stepped out.  Crossing the sink, to the small bathroom and the mirror above it.  She looked into the mirror, and screamed, a young woman, not much older than Dana herself stood behind her.  Dana turned so quickly that she almost slipped on the puddle of water her feet had created.
No one stood behind her, and when Dana turned around, the girl had vanished from the mirror.
“Great,” she thought, “now I’m seeing things.  This week is just getting better and better.”
Quickly she towel dried her hair, and dressed, being careful not to look in the mirror.  Afraid what she might see there.
She walked out of the bathroom and crossed the room to the window.  It was still raining, seeming like harder before.  She went over to the small tv, which didn’t have a remote of course, and flipped it on.  The reception was bad on the tv, and she could only get two channels.  Neither which seemed worth watching.  The only thing there seemed to be to do was go to bed, and although it was only eight o’clock.  Dana certainly didn’t feel like sitting in a chair, and watching the paint peel.
She fell asleep, but was awakened a few hours later by a creaking noise.  She woke up and froze, realizing that someone was in her room.  She peered over the covers and saw an older woman walking around the room.
“Asher’s mother?” She thought, then wondered if she should say something.
“Asher is such a good boy,” she heard the woman mutter, as she approached the bed.  “He always brings such good friends for me.”
Dana felt a moment of panic, as she realized the woman was quite possibly crazy and squeezed her eyes shut.  Suddenly there was a flurry of movement and when Dana opened her eyes again the woman was gone.