Corner of 5th and Nowhere

There's a motel on the corner of 5th and Nowhere. The neon letters underneath the roadside sign are always lit, always letting passing travelers know with two simple words they won't find a room there. No  one, even those falling asleep at the wheel or those needing a discreet place to meet a mistress, ever tried to see if the sign was bluffing. Those in need of such things seem to not notice the motel, not even think about it. It's when they don't need it that they notice it on the corner and say they could have used it sooner. Few cars occupy spots in the parking lot but they never seem to leave. They sit there, caked on dust and dirt showing they are still effected by time. The motel never put in a call for the vehicles to be towed. Police suspected that something might have gone down there. One time a patrol car decided to stakeout just across the street; you know you live in a safe town when the police are bored out of their skulls. No one ever arrived or left, as far they could see. The bills, water, heating, electricity were all paid, on time. Receipts for pancake batter, eggs, sausage, bacon--everything for daily continental breakfasts could be attested to by the local supermarkets. No one ever remembers making the sales. The motel never has its trashed picked up. It doesn't produce any waste.

One day the N and O neon letters burn out. The cops decided to stakeout the building again when they saw the letters die. The doors to the hotel all opened at once. No one left the rooms and peering into them you could only see neatly prepared temporary dwellings. Not a single soul. No manager in the office. What they did find was a basement. The cavernous room seem to expand the whole underside of the motel, the building and its parking lot. Rows upon rows of small stone bricks were embedded in the ground. Names were carved onto them, but all of them were stricken out. The police excavated the basement but found no bodies. Anything that had been there must've moved on or been given back to the earth. The motel stands to this day. It is now vacant, but still no one ever stays.