All I wanted was a friggin burrito.

My name is Brandon Ferryman. I went out one night to get a burrito. Who knew that such a simple thing would change my life, or end it.

I woke up on the side of the road with some pumpkin-headed monster saying he was the god of death, fate, and justice. I was chosen to run a very special establishment. A place that lay between worlds. A place called the Coffin Hotel.

Now I have to fight monsters, free spirits, and run a mystical hotel. I'm clearly not qualified, but when has that ever stopped anyone from doing anything.

This is my journey of gaining power, fighting injustice, making sure the guests are comfortable, and trying to not lose my head.

*The Coffin Hotel is a story with humor, action, monsters, ghosts, death, and burritos.