Tom Wakiy, was so eager to leave his daily routine, going to work and back home and vice versa. He needed a vacation he didn’t care if it was far from home, expensive or unfamiliar place. He just wanted to do something new. Anything just to break the boring ritual he does everyday. He was driving a rental car, for a week. He didn’t want to take a bus. He hated the crowded sardines metal box. The car he is driving, was the only cheapest he could find. He needed to save money, for the hotel and its famous spa treatment. As he was taking his right turn, he was astonished of the scenery before him. The trees are lushly green, even though they are in the middle of autumn. He was sure the place is not that far from his home. Even the hotel’s brochure, mentions only 6 miles from his home and into the woods where he and his family as a child would go there for picnic. It was a very long time ago, he remembers the place as vividly as he can squeeze his memory. Yet this time it became a private property, owned by Mr. Ibrahim Mikily. A traveling merchant, who bought the place, years ago. The entire wood became his domain and the high tower of his hotel was sticking out as a sore thumb above the treetops. He parks his rented car in the designated location, inside a small building fits only ten cars. Tom understands the reason behind asking for reservations before coming, because this parking area will not fit an army of cars. He inters the hotel and was greeted personally by Mr. Ibrahim Mikily himself. The place was quiet, no staff, no guests. He was the only one available in this place. He didn’t care. His was tired from seeing people and hearing their voices. He just wants to sleep. He was escorted personally to his room. His bags was already in his room, even though he was sure he left it at the counter. He didn’t waste his energy in questioning how it get there. He only wanted to sleep and sleep was his to enjoy. He didn’t mind himself being engulf by dreams, for dreams were his only leisure. The poor man never new that he was living his life in a loop. Working, then visiting the hotel and back to the real world. Mr. Ibrahim Mikily, was actually a warlock, enchants the visitors to visit him on different times, only to slowly suck their life force in order for his beautiful woods to stay lushly green for all eternity.