Doors: Hotel Hell

Chapter 2: Rush Hour

Billy, swallowing hard, walked over to the bloody map that had been dropped when David was killed. He picked it up with trembling hands, the blood now smeared across its surface, obscuring some of the details.

"Gotta... Gotta hold onto this."

Billy muttered, more to himself than anyone else. His voice was shaky, the sight of the blood making his stomach churn, but he knew they needed the map if they were going to make it through this nightmare. Aaron noticed Billy's hesitation and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"We'll figure it out together... Just keep it safe, alright?"

Billy nodded, clutching the map tightly.

"I'll do my best."

He replied, though his voice betrayed his uncertainty. Although Billy wasn't having it the worst. Desmond was. He let out a groan as more voices echoed in his mind.

"Argh! Get OUT!!!"

George walked over.

"You alright?"

"No! I... The voices are back. I don't know what they mean!"

Desmond sat down before hit head starting throbbing again.

"ARGH!!! It says... Make it... To Door One Hundred..."

Tristan's eyes widened.

"What? A hundred?"

"Door One Hundred?"

AJ repeated, his eyes wide with disbelief. AJ continued.

"We're only at door fifteen, and we've already lost someone. How are we supposed to make it through another eighty-five of these?"

Lando clenched his fists, a determined look on his face.

"We don't have a choice. If that's what it takes to get out of here alive, then we do it. We keep going."

Brian, still clutching the flashlight, looked at the bloodstained map in Billy's hands.

"We have a long way to go. And this map... It's all messed up now. We're going to have to rely on more than just that to get us through."

Charlotte looked at Aaron, searching for reassurance.

"Do you really think we can make it through eighty-five more doors?"

Aaron nodded, though the weight of what they were facing pressed heavily on his mind.

"We have to try. We've made it this far, and we've already been through that Rush thing. But we're still standing. We can do this."

The group had been walking a while and cautiously approached Door Twenty-One, their nerves still raw from the last encounter with Rush. Aaron paused at the door, glancing back at the others. Their faces were pale, their eyes wide with fear, but there was also a determination there-a will to survive.

"Everyone ready?"

Aaron asked, trying to keep his voice steady. AJ gave a tight nod.

"As ready as we'll ever be."

Aaron pushed the door open, and they stepped into another long, dimly lit hallway. It looked almost identical to the others, with its peeling wallpaper and dusty floor, but the tension in the air was different. Every creak of the floorboards under their feet seemed louder, every shadow darker. Billy, still holding the bloodstained map, whispered.

"Let's just get through this quickly."

They moved cautiously, eyes scanning the hallway for any sign of danger. The door labeled twenty-two was at the far end, almost taunting them with its distance. As they approached the midway point of the hall, the lights began to flicker again, more violently this time. Matt's heart nearly stopped.