http://ps3.ign.com/articles/118/1185181p1.html
Eventually you make your way back to your room at the Royal Palms Resort and pass out, sleeping through until the next morning. You lay down in paradise, and wake up in hell. You emerge from your room to find only silence in the hallway, and luggage carts abandoned and overturned. The door of the neighboring room is wide open, its resident face down in the middle of the room with a steak knife wedged between her shoulder blades.Guess she should have tipped the room service guy.
