How it all began?

A couple of years ago, I went to the funeral of my uncle John. It was a long time that I had seen my family because we all lived at a big distance from each other. After the service, we all went to the house of uncle John to distribute his stuff amongst each other. One of the items was an airplane ticket and a holiday arrangement for a trip to Sicily. Just before he died, he booked that trip. Unfortunately he died in a car accident a few days later. I was the lucky man to get the tickets because I was free at that time of the season.

The weird hotel:

I took the plane and I went to Sicily. When I landed at Palermo, I took a taxi that drove me along the coast in the direction of Trapani. After half an hour, the driver stopped at the “casa di orrore”, that was the name of my hotel where I would spent my holiday. I took my suitcase out of the trunk and I gave the driver a tip. Then I went to the reception of the hotel. At the desk, I saw a man dressed like a member of the local mafia. I showed him my tickets and he made me sign the hotel registry and gave me my keys. I got key number 13. I wasn’t superstitious but it didn’t feel right. The man showed me the direction of my room. I went through a small passage and at the end, I took the stairs to the second floor. At the end of the passage, I found room 13. I opened the door of my room. It was a big room with a double bed and a separate bathroom. I put my suitcase on the bed and I opened the curtains and the window of the room. I had a beautiful view of the surroundings.

A body in the wardrobe:

Then I took off my coat and opened my suitcase. Then I opened the left door of the wardrobe and placed some of my underwear on the shelves of the closet. Then I went to the right door of the wardrobe. When I opened it, a body fell out. I was shocked and affraid of the thing that felt out of the closet, so I run out of the room. Several thoughts went through my mind. What should I do? Should I run away and leave the country or should I call the police? Would they believe me when I would tell them that I had nothing to do with that corpse? After standing five minutes at the end of the passage, I decided to go to the reception. I went down the stairs in the direction of the front desk. There was no one there, so I pressed several times on the bell.