Top floor

Gender of your choice.
You're an ordinary person working a fairly ordinary job. But one day, someone writes to you about a new job. The salary is good, they don't say anything else, just give you your address. You accept.
When you arrive, you are given a key to your room and a uniform.
Along the way, there was an elderly man who looked like a toad. His head was like a toad's and a fish's, with long whiskers. He was shorter than you, about waist-high, but quite plump. The man walked along and explained the rules of what you could and couldn't do.
You can do: Anything that is not in the rules cannot be done.
What you shouldn't do:
Do not complete tasks.
Asking stupid, idiotic, or any questions at all.
Don't look in the mirror for too long.
Don't knock on doors without a number.
Never ask guests why they live there.
If the lights go out in the corridor, you need to freeze.
If you are asked to do something, you should do it without asking why.
For some reason, everything in your eyes was pixelated, except for some semblance of people. The long yellow corridor where these strange creatures lived seemed endless. Their bodies were sometimes human, but everything else was not.
At first, it was a little scary, but you soon got used to it. It wasn't often, but hotel guests would ask for something to be found, served, or carried. It was always something strange and unpredictable.
Walking down a long yellow corridor with dim light bulbs, a tall woman emerged from a door. Her body resembled thick, dark blue slime. Her face seemed to be dripping, and her skin was constantly shifting, as if it were liquid. When you looked at her, instead of her face, you saw your own reflection.
Her slimy hair covered one eye and her figure was thin.
— Hello. Could you help me? My cat is lost.
The woman said sadly and lonely. She looked sad, and it was clear that she was truly sad. From this conclusion, you concluded that the cat was very dear to her.
You nodded your head and continued looking for the cat. The woman thanked you and quietly said:

• Thank you.
  After that she

You work in a 24-hour hotel where the guests are monsters, and everyone in the hotel is a monster. But if you try, you'll find others like yourself—people, that is. I call these monsters "Distorted." Everyone has different needs: sometimes strange, sometimes creepy, and so on. So, good luck, traveler.