The backdoor seemed to be ghetto, missing a handle and propped up open by various bottles and cans. I think one day it was a aloe vera drink bottle, another day it was a 211 beer can, different types of soft drink and waters. My tub had a crack in it, and the headboard had what looked like scratch or claw marks in it when I arrived. The guest in the room next to me cwhere knocking on the walls and trying to communicate. I knocked on their door and asked them to stop.