PART 2, AN INTRIGUING MORNING

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Thx for everyone who read part 1! Since I'm off of school for a while I'll be able to post frequently, I plan not to get too involved with the book. But more like post 1 part everyday so everyone can read somthing new!

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OJ was shifted in the dark expanse called sleep, when he heard a familiar voice calling out for him at the edge of the void

' OJ? Wake up! '

The voice was faint but enough to make OJ's sleepy eyes force themselves open

' so he isn't dead? ' a raspy voice mentions, the raspy voice that belonged to none other then knife, next to knife was pickle.

' I knew he wasn't dead. Just wanted to make sure he woke up; It gets cold down here. Ya know? ' chirped a voice OJ hated hearing.

salt.

At first, OJ could put up with her annoying advances but ever since she's taken it a step forward he's given up on trying to reason with her.

' But yeah, like, OJ we found you asleep down here and you looked like... really paranoid in your sleep. sooooo! we came to check on you! ' continued salt, which made knife scoff

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It was breakfast time, everyone other than tissues and apple had woken up, in which OJ sent their roommates to go wake them; which trophy was not that pleased with

And with the help of paper, OJ managed to get the sharp glass shards out of his orange juice.

' geez OJ, how did this happen? ' paper asked, taking the last smallest shard out

' I don't know how to explain it.. I assume it was 11pm at the time... ' OJ explained, telling the living hell he had experienced last night to his trusted pal.
In which paper gave an understanding yet confused expression as he quickly disposed of the glass in a bin obviously labelled 'glass bin'

Then paper when on to explain his paranormal experience...

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(flashback):

It was about 12:30, mabye even 1AM. Paper was walking down the level 2 hallway, he had a uneasy feeling; through out the whole day he had been seeing an object he couldn't quite make out that had beaming white eyes and he guessed no mouth.

It wasn't common somthing paranormal would happen in hotel OJ, sure they had something's falling over but most where just cheesy pulling some pranks with the help of trophy who just wanted to mess with everyone.

Suddenly, paper heard a giggle, he look up from his shaking hands to see the object he had been seeing in the corner of his eye, it stayed there for a second before disappearing. Ok now paper was paranoid, he took a few steps back before turning on his heels and speed walked down the hallway. a few beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he ran past each dorm room; a few snores from some of the residents being heard.

His hands quivered with every step he took, his breath gradually picking up and his head feeling heavy; he looked around. Room 5... room 7..... room....8? Wait that can't be right...

His movement ceased as he looked at the odd door, he looked to where door 8 should be but it wasn't there. Paper knew he shouldn't, but, he proceeded to anyway, his shaky hand reached for the gleaming door handle: pushing the door open. It was just a vacant room, no beds, no desks; hell, there wasn't even a place for were the lamp should be! There wasn't even a window! He cautiously, step by step, went into the vacant room; curiosity getting the better of his common sense.

Once he was in the middle of the hollowed room, the wooden door slammed shut, locking itself from the outside. Paper flinched, his head whipping round to spot the door, his frantic hands grabbing at the door handle before his already heavy feeling head forced his eye lids shut and he fainted

(End of flashback)

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' oh wow, when did you wake up? ' OJ asked looking down at paper

' apparently I was in the janitor closest. Marshmellow found me the next morning ' reluctantly replied paper, a look of slight embarrassment lacing his words and face

OJ just nodded, hearing the blantent humiliation radiating off of paper.

' Welp ' OJ started ' I'm gonna go see if anyone has done somthing stupid ' he finished, standing up and hastily moving towards the door to the main lobby

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*insert loud yippee*
I hope you all enjoyed part 2! It took me the whole morning to write and now I'm publishing it this afternoon
But still, I hope you enjoyed!

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