It's A Monster Mehsh: A Very Haunted Meh-rathon

Near the ladder down from the attic to the guest bedroom, you find a memory foam travel pillow.

You poke it. It saves the indentation of your finger for a moment, then slowly releases it, so that after a few seconds, it appears that it had not been poked at all. It looks nice to use for flying, but you find no comfort in it now. Instead, it seems to you the perfect metaphor of your terrible predicament:

You experienced car trouble. You wandered into this strange house to keep out of the rain. And soon it will absorb you. When the next unlucky soul enters, there will be no trace of you, and they will be doomed to follow in your steps without realizing it.