Horror story: 4am phone call in motel room 305, Gunsan

I wasn't going to post this but it's been months and I still can't stop thinking about it.

Last winter I had a work trip to Gunsan. Was supposed to be a day trip, meeting ran long, whatever, I ended up needing to stay the night. Booked the cheapest place I could find last minute. Old motel in the historic downtown area. Sign was literally flickering. Looked like every horror movie ever. But it was one night. I could survive one night.

Room 305. End of the hall on the third floor.

Yellow peeling wallpaper. Old furniture. Window looking down into this sad little alley. I was exhausted, I just collapsed onto the bed and passed out immediately.

Then at 4:15am the room phone starts SCREAMING.

Old rotary dial thing. Loud as hell.

I was like... who is calling a motel room at 4am. Maybe the front desk? I picked up.

"Hello?"

Few seconds of silence. Then this voice. Mechanical. Like it was coming out of a broken tape recorder from 1987.

"Room 305... don't go outside... I'm coming soon..."

Click.

I just. Sat there. Heart going insane.

Could be a prank. Crossed wires at the front desk. Whatever. But the voice had this urgency to it, like it was warning me. I got up and checked the door. Locks all fine. Okay. Getting back into bed.

Then I heard it. No footsteps. But through the gap under the door, a shadow. Slow. Moving past my room.

4:30am. Phone rings again.

I stared at it for like a full minute. Didn't pick up. It just kept going. Wouldn't stop.

So I grabbed it.

Same voice. "Room 305... leave now... don't look back..."

And I just. Left. Grabbed my bag, went down the stairs (not the elevator, absolutely not), and walked out. Went to a convenience store about 100 meters away and sat there shaking.

Thirty minutes later police cars pull up at the motel.

I heard the store manager talking to one of the officers. Apparently a guest had DIED in room 305 the previous week. The motel owner never reported it. Just kept renting the room out.

I still don't know who called me.

After that night apparently the same thing keeps happening at the same time. Phone rings in 305. And some people who picked up have gone missing.

I book jjimjilbangs now. Every single work trip. Never a motel again.