I had attended a wedding on September 11, 2021, one of the first since the COVID-19 pandemic. It was my cousin's wedding in Fortín de las Flores, a town en route to Córdoba Veracruz, Mexico. This town, once a famous vacation spot, peaked in popularity years ago. My maternal grandparents even spent their honeymoon there in the mid-1950s. However, now far from its glorious past, it is merely a transit town with a nearly abandoned hotel, emanating an eerie atmosphere. We were part of a large group, and I stayed with my wife in a bedroom that was divided into two rooms by a bathroom. On the first night, Friday, aside from the disgust we felt due to the dirt and a dead cockroach in the bathroom, nothing unusual occurred. However, my wife sensed a presence in the room, as if someone was intently watching her from a corner. The following day, we learned that a friend from our group had felt unwell during the night, and his wife mentioned he had spoken in his sleep with someone else. The wedding day itself was normal; the ceremony was held in a nearby garden, and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Everything went perfectly for the bride and groom. We returned to the hotel and went to sleep, the effects of alcohol helping us overlook the filth. In the middle of the night, I woke up abruptly, gasping for air, as if someone had covered my mouth to prevent me from breathing. It took me a few minutes to regain my breath, and I began to cough. Confused about what had happened and seeing my wife visibly frightened only intensified my fear, especially when I noticed a small human bite mark near my shoulder. Its angle made self-infliction impossible. My wife, who was in a separate bed, had not bitten me, and her bite marks are larger. We tried to downplay the incident that night to avoid overthinking. However, upon recounting the story the next day, we came to the unsettling realization that we had experienced a paranormal event.