Sam and Colby Imagines

Stanley Hotel: Part 6

It had been a few hours since the plane had landed. The group of five friends got off of the plane and got an Uber that would take them to the Stanley Hotel. About an hour later, Sam pointed to the sign that said Stanley Hotel, a huge smile plastered on his face.

"We're here!" He said in a sing song voice. They got out of the Uber, Colby was filming. [Y/N] let out a sigh of relief, making everyone look at her.

"Babe, you okay?" He asked. [Y/N] started chuckling. She pointed at a window that was broken.

"That window, to the left up there, it's broken and I thought that it was a face." She said. Colby aimed the camera at the broken window.

"Oh my God." He said. Jake looked at all of their outfits.

"We're all, wearing black. Well, except [Y/N]." He said. Everyone chuckled. "Like, picture it, there's like a ghost that's floating around and they see [Y/N], and they're all like, oh, she's wearing green, she's cool bro." He said, making everyone laugh. Sam looked at everyone.

"Should we do the ritual thing before we go and check in?" He asked. [Y/N] nodded.

"I think that would be a good idea," she rubbed her hands up and down her arms. "I can already feel the energy of this place, and it is not giving me happy vibes." She said. Colby put his hand on her back in a comforting manner.

After they had done the ritual and danced around a little bit, [Y/N] was staring at the entrance of the Stanley Hotel. Corey was standing on the steps, Sam was filming.

"We did what the medium told us to do, and you know what we did, we made fun of it." Corey said seriously. Colby shrugged.

"It's not that scary, it's still light out." He said.

"We made fun of the ghost!" Corey said. The realization of what they did settled on them.

"Yeah, that probably wasn't the best idea." Sam said. Jake looked over at [Y/N].

"Yo, Colby, you should go check in with [Y/N]. She's been staring at the entrance this whole time." Jake said. The others looked over at the Medium. Colby rushed over, fearing that this was too much for her already. He placed his hand on her shoulder, startling her. [Y/N] jumped and looked at Colby.

"Hey, you okay, babe?" He asked. [Y/N] nodded.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine," she looked over at the steps again. "I swear on my life, that I just saw someone resembling Mrs. Wilson standing in front of the doors." She said. Colby stared at his friends in shock at what his girlfriend just said.

"Wait, wait, seriously?" Corey asked. [Y/N] looked at him.

"I literally swear on my life." She said. Sam aimed the camera towards her.

"Do you know what she was doing?" He asked. [Y/N] shook her head.

"She wasn't doing anything," she walked up to where she saw Mrs. Wilson. She stood still, her hands folded together and her arms hanging. "She was literally standing like this. She looked over at me and then turned around and was gone." She said. Corey stared at his friends in shock.

"Yo, how freaky is it that, right after we do the ritual and start making fun of it, [Y/N] sees the literal ghost of Mrs. Wilson." He said. Colby sighed and rubbed his head in slight fear. Sam sighed.

"Let's, let's just go and check in." He said.

They walked in and [Y/N] looked around in awe at the place. She felt so many energies all at once. Happiness, awe, anger, sadness, regret. She tried to focus on the beauty of the interior of the Stanley Hotel, despite its reputation. The floors were a blood red with white designs sewed into the carpet. The wood looked old, yet polished. Colby pointed to the stairs.