I wake up inside of a strange vehicle, long, slender, and it looks built for a large amount of people. These seats have no seatbelts which leaves me wondering what this once was. My eyes fell onto 3 people, one being dragged on the ground by the other 2. It took a minute for everything to snap into place. The rotting smell, the other passengers, and the guards leaving. I was surrounded by dead bodies. I tried to push away the thought of vomit but that failed. Luckily, it smelled no different than the death around me. Ugh. I thought. What have I gotten myself into? The vehicle began to move. I guess I've got some company. Their vacant, glossy eyes peered into my soul. This place gives me the heebie jeebies or whatever that old expression is. The airport is soon left in dust as we hurry along in this metal morgue. Vomit threatened to pierce my lips once again as one of the corpse's head fell to the floor. The right eye plopped out and rolled to my feet. Why are we sitting in a morgue on wheels? Is this really safe? Is this why we left early? I'm terrified. Did they take me here to join the club of the lost souls?
"PAXTON!" A man shook me to attention. A tendril of pain bolted down my arm as he ripped me out of my seat. "We must be going if you wish to arrive in time for dinner." I followed he not so kindly giant down the aisle, passing by my dead companions. Goodbye damned souls. It was something my mother had said after every funeral. We stepped out in front of a hotel that looked like something out of a U.S. history book. I waltzed up to the doors, my hand on the knob when someone pulled me back. I stared into their eyes, searching for an emotion. The man threw me aside and headed inside. I followed and the first thing I heard was an ear piercing scream coming from the kitchen.
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Life After Disney
Mystery / ThrillerPaxton won the chance of a lifetime, going to Disney World. When his dream becomes a living nightmare, can he decipher the deception from the reality?
