At The Lombardy Hotel-Part 1

Author: Audacity

Part 1- Checking In

It might not be a well known fact, but in fact it’s the very place where Dick Burton broke Liz Taylor’s heart. The Lombardy Hotel.

An NYC little secret tucking in place. A hotel that still has a doorman, and a fireplace in every room. A place of hushed elegance and thickly carpeted coat rooms. A place unknown to most of the world. A place where no one talks about what they see. No matter how well you tip.

But it’s also a place where sexed and drugged and ravished bodies line up night after night, to begin the dark precession of finding a fitting end. A slow, trudging march towards making their worthless lives mean something…even if that something is only found in their deaths. And if the body making that march was a pregnant one, what a treat and all the better.

Because as underrated, understated and under known as it is, The Lombardy Hotel is also home to a river of blood that has never stopped flowing. Just below the carpeted coat rooms, lies a cellar of decay, home to the one and only, the exalted one, Lamashtu. And she’s decided that she’s sat still and quiet, passive and permitting, for too long. She’s decided it’s time to stretch her legs, and to again see what the world looks like.

And for the world to see her.

(This is a little horror short story just for fun, told in 6 parts, with an epilogue. Part 2 will premiere tomorrow 8/17/26. Hope you all enjoy)