The Caller

Oh, hello boys and girls.  I, your SHIVER-CHEF CREEPS, welcome you all to ISSUE 47 OF CREEPS CASTLE!  
A telephone rang at 3:30 a.m. in a motel somewhere in New Jersey, in April, 1971.  The motel-clerk at the front desk answered it, saying, "hello, Room Service, how may I help you?".  The voice of a woman over the phone responded: "hello sir, could I please have the lamp checked in my room?  I am in Room 305".  "Oh, yes ma'am, I shall be over there in three minutes.  Goodbye!" the motel-clerk answered her and hung up.  He drank a bottle of Coca Cola and then, the phone rang again.  
He picked up.  "Hello, Room Service, how may I help you?" the clerk inquired and the same woman answered: "the lamp now keeps going on and off sir."  "I'll be right in miss" he informed her and hung up the phone.  The motel-clerk finisshed his Coca Cola and yet again, the telephone rang.  He picked up and the same woman screamed.  The clerk ran to Room 305 down the corridor outside and and swung-open the door, finding nobody in the room.  The lamp was however going on and off, eerily.  
The motel-clerk serched the room and then a hand dripping with white slime, gripped the edge of the bathtub.  The clerk turned his head to the room's bathroom and saw a lady with long, blonde, curly-hair, get out of the tub.  The form of her body shined a deadly-white and her eyes looked like little screaming-mouths with noses.  The monster had a smile on her face, as she held a switch-blade knife.  She slowly walked out of the bathroom and the clerk noticed her hands dripping with the slime.  The creature approached him.  
Fangs of yellow, jagged and pointy hung in her mouth, as her jaw dropped-open.  She licked the motel-clerk's neck and face with her long, black-tongue that protruded out of her mouth, and he screamed and shook with terror.  "Tasty!" the monster exclaimed.  Then the lamp went out and in the darkness, the man turned the light back on.  He found that the thing was nowhere in the motel-room or the bathroom.  He ran out, shutting the door and locking it.  
That monster really CALLED HIM OUT ON THAT ONE eh?  Heh-Heh.  It's a shame that he never fixed the FRIGHTS in the motel-room though hee-hee-hee.