Chapter 4: Nightmare.

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Author here! I Wanted to say thanks for anyone reading this far. It's really nice of you guys to keep up with my niche works, despite them being quite..ehh. Indecent, would be the best way to describe them. I'm writing this in class, so sorry if anything seems rushed. But nothing should be! Its my aide period, I don't really have to do anything.
Well, before we start the chapter now, I just wanna say its been real fun these past few days writing out these chapters. This is honestly one of my passions now, and I'm starting to open up a bit to being experimental. That being said...This is one of the more experimental chapters.
With that all out of the way, enjoy the story!



??:?? AM, The Hotel, "Circla's Room".
Circla rose awake, gasping for breath, hearing the downpour on the window once more. She looks around in a hurry, she feels lightheaded, and dizzy. Walking on over to a cabinet to try to stabilize herself, And succeeds just barely. She takes deep breathes, over, and over, until she is finally stable. She's drenched in cold sweat, from purely fear of her environment.
She grabs some kind of cloth nearby, trying to dry herself off from all her sweat. She's afraid, but within reason. This is a literal horror hotel with lethal creatures, why wouldn't you be afraid?
She steps out of the room, taking a look around. Only to realize,
she was back on Door 45.
Confused, she looked around, only to be met by Door 46. She repeated the same process she had done earlier, she escaped the figures library, bought the crucifix and tipped the shopkeeper on Door 52, but things were a little bit.. different. The code in the library was different. It was 35794, and the shopkeeper had vitamins instead of a lockpick. The hole in the wall on Door 60 was now on Door 67, and the lever on Door 68.
Something was...off. Something was wrong, but Circla felt it was strangely right. However, Circla still had all her cryptid hunting gear and items. She was now on Door 72 after passing a few, and the ques were all the same. Rush is lights flickering, Ambush is a loud scream, Screech is a "Psst" Noise, Etc. The one she was most curious about was that slimy and goopy cryptid, the one with a single eye, yet multiple. The one Circla dubbed, "Seek". Circla rushed through a few doors, back to her regular self. Eventually, when she reached Door 79, the eyes began appearing again, all with the same que of flickering lights for a period of around 4 seconds. Once she reached Door 84, Circla found herself once more at the same corridor. Same carpet, same length, same everything. She knew what she was getting herself into. She pushed forward, and as she was just a bit away from the door, the cryptid, Seek, rose again.

This time, Circla was anything but afraid. She ran onward, pushing herself to her limit, running faster and faster until she reached the fastest she could go. Pushing on throughout multiple corridors she ran, the same obstacles blocked her way, but it didn't push her down. She didn't fall over, nor did she stop running for a single second. She remembered the crucifix she had, and stopped running. as if hitting the brakes on a car, she stopped in her tracks, grabbing the crucifix out of her pocket and ran towards Seek, holding it out she threw it at the cryptid aimed right at its eye, But then the crucifix stopped mid air to pull Seek into chains, as the cryptid struggled to escape its grasp. It almost pulled Seek down before changing its glowing blue hue to a red one as Seek broke free from the chains. Circla made a run for it as Seek fell over, letting out a small chuckle at it. The blue light continued to guide her as she ran on past the hands and broken chandeliers, she felt unstoppable. She reached the exit, and didn't even look back at seek, as the door shut on it, and it tried desperately to break it down but to no avail. Circla smirked at its failure, and moved onward confidently.


"Door 85, Door 86, Door 87.." Circla went on, as per usual. But then she stopped. She didn't think about earlier about how she was on Door 45 when she awoke, and decided to stop to think for a moment.
"How did I end up back on Door 45? Not only did it seem like the Door past it wasn't opened at all, it seemed like I hadn't even gone past that point... And not only that, in the scenario that it was a dream, how did i envision those beings so perfectly well without ever seeing them before, and how they function..?" Circla pondered as she walked into the next Door, the lights flickering.
"Shit, Closet, Closet.." Circla mumbled to herself. "Ah, There one is." She mumbled once more, walking on over to it, upon attempting to enter, a strange being appeared, seemingly one side in darkness, the other a face with a wide open mouth, with empty eye sockets. It's skin was pale, and it made a screaming sound at Circla before shutting the closet. Circla was trying to process what happened, but rush was nearing, and she moved out of instinct to a different closet close by. Not knowing what to name the cryptid as rush passed, she thought to herself on its qualities. "Well, if it does that, maybe it's like... a jack of all trades kind of cryptid. It can assist with cryptids in killing people, so perhaps...Jack?" Circla just said in confusion, finalizing on the name, "Jack".
As she moved onto the next few doors, she reached Door 90. Upon opening it, there was a courtyard, with a angelic statue. There was a garden nearby too, and the remaining plants seemed to be thriving with all the downpour. 
But just as she was about to go into the next door, a seemingly metal like door, she heard a sound. It sounded. .Unnatural. It was like the heavily distorted screams of Rush and Ambush. But before she knew it, it came in closer, and closer, and she turned around, only to be greeted by a purple glow grabbing her. Not having enough time to react, she blacked out instantly after the encounter.


Hey! Thanks for reading so far! I think the theme is pretty obvious on where this is going, so, yeah. 
Something extra for the 1.0000% of people that read this shit, I'm thinking of going like full on coworkers knock off and making a discord. Tell me what you guys think in the comments, and i'll decide if its made or not within 2 weeks time. Thanks for reading!

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