Ghost in My Dreamland: Ghost in The Hotel

It was a day or two, I went to Darjeeling,

And was lying on the bed of a hotel room looking at the ceiling.

Suddenly I observed something strange,

There was a puzzle on the ceiling to arrange.

Then I observed that it was moving with time,

But not falling on the ground and getting grime.

I stood up and pulled a piece from the puzzle out.

Suddenly I heard someone shout,

"Give me that piece,

And run away from this hotel and save your life woven like a fleece.

Otherwise the manager will kill you like he killed me."

I stood inquisitively to see,

How he was killed and why,

But couldn't ask for I felt shy.

Suddenly I heard my mother shout," You fool!

Get up fast and get ready for your school."

It was all a dream again,

But I'm unsure how these thoughts come to my brain.