Horror Hotel

Chapter 7

(Katana's POV)

Katana grabs the doorknob steadily and quickly turns her door knob. Slowly pushing on the door causing the door to creak open. Cautiously, she steps inside appearing in a small room.

 Blood was still on the wall. Maybe from the latest victim? Katana thinks to herself. A small bottle sat on top of a table. "Nice" Katana slowly limps over to the table checking her surroundings. Her leg still hurt from the creature before. Stupid creature Katana looks down at her leg to check if the bleeding has slowed. It indeed has. She stares at the bottle on the table. 

As she gently picks the bottle up a note falls from beneath. Katana looks at the note. I'll check that later she then studys the bottle in her hands. There was a green liquid in the bottle, almost as runny as water but a little thicker. "Yum" Katana says sarcastically as she shakes the bottle lightly. 

Suddenly remembering there was a piece of paper on the floor Katana looks at the ground. It was still there. Slowly she bends down and picks the piece of paper. "Oh?" Katana looks at the small letters on the note. 'In and out, I flow with ease, But when I stop, life does cease. Taken for granted, yet precious indeed, What am I that life does need?' Katana re-reads the note. "So am I supposed to drink this or not?" Katana looks back at the bottle. "Do I?" Katana looks out into the space in front of her.

Well no one is really going to answer me. Katana sighs. She then decides to slowly pull the cork lid off the bottle which creates a slight pop sound. Slowly she peers into the bottle but is hit by a horrendous smell "Holy shit" Katana rushes and puts the cork lid back "What is that?" Katana looks at the bottle again. "That almost took out my ability to smell" Katana sighs then spots a note on the side of the bottle.

'Drink it' Katana's eyes widened. "I am not drinking this" Katana shakes her head reluctantly then spots another note near her foot 'Or else' "Scary" Katana says sarcastically, as she says it a throwing knife gets thrown in her direction. "Holy-" Katana throws herself onto the floor merely avoiding the knife. "Alright then" Katana says, catching her breath. "My life just flashed before my eyes" Katana gets back up and wipes her hands onto her pants.

I guess I'll have to drink this then? She eyes the bottle. "Anything but death please" Katana slowly pops the cork lid off again releasing that smell. "Far out" She pinched her nose so she couldn't smell. Slowly bringing the bottle close to her mouth she pauses "Wait. How much do I drink?" Katana looked back at the bottle, there was quite a lot of liquid in it. 

Another note starts to slowly fall down. Katana catches it. The words 'All of it' were scratched into the note. "Oh?" Katana looks at the bottle again taking deep breaths. Slowly she brings the bottle close to her mouth and tilts her head swallowing the liquid causing her to almost gag.

 "Holy shit" Katana drops the bottle causing glass and left over liquid to go everywhere. Her stomach starts to knot. "What the fuck is this" Katana's mouth starts to water. "Help" Katana aches tears rolling down the side of her face. Her stomach was getting tighter and tighter. She starts to get a queasy feeling. "Shit" Katana sits down and curls into a ball.