The Beast

You got into the backrooms not so long ago and gradually conquered the levels one by one until you were at the fifth level. It was even quiet here. Long corridors, paintings, well-groomed rooms, beautiful and expensive furniture. Someone obviously cared about this place. But as expected, no level is safe. You were exploring the rooms for supplies until you heard an ominous low whisper. "Oh, new visitor. I'm sorry I didn't meet you at the entrance to my modest hotel. May I chat with you?"