The Haunted Hotel

Sixth Floor

I grasped Adley's hand and pushed through the door. It was the final floor. We were going to get out. We were so close, I could taste it. It was just a little farther.

"Welcome, to the last floor. If you can survive these final halls, you can leave," the voice echoed.

Before the voice was even done talking, a scream resonated throughout the floor. It sounded like a little girl's scream, one of horror. Then a little girl rounded the corner. She had high pigtails with pink bows holding them up and a white shirt with a frilly, pink tutu. She looked to be around six or seven. She was shaking and crying, as she cautiously walked towards us.

"They left me here. My family left me. I'm so scared. I just want to go home," she said, in a high pitched, shaky voice.

"Oh my god. Are you okay? When did they leave you? Where are they?" Adley asked, taking a step towards the girl. She stopped walking right in front of us.

There was something off about her. I could tell. Something just didn't add up.

Abruptly, she stopped crying and started laughing. "What is she doing?" I whispered.

She lifted her head and turned her face towards us. There was a huge, bloody bite taken out of her cheek. She scratched it and laughed out loud, spreading the blood down her face. Her eyes were wide and emotionless.

"Let's go play, Adley! Let's go play!" She giggled and jumped up and down. Her face began to morph, turning into a bloody, garbled mess. It looked like she was melting. Teeth started falling out, but yet, she just kept on laughing. She was just starting to rip her stomach open, when I pushed her to the side, and we bolted past her. Her skin was cold and damp against my hand, and I shivered in disgust.

"I fell for that one. I should know by now, don't you think?" Adley asked, as we ran.

"It's hard to tell in here. You never know what's real, or not real. What's good, or bad. The lines blur together, preventing anyone from seeing where they intersect."

"That's deep, bruh, super deep."

"I have my moments." We both laughed, despite the situation.

We ran for a while, then stopped. Sure, we wanted to get out as fast as possible, but we were going to have to face whatever was coming at some point, and we didn't want to be exhausted, by the time we got there.

We turned a corner and smashed into a wall. I groaned and rubbed my face. I turned to go back or make a different turn, but realized that we were in a closed box, all four sides of solid walls. My breathing got heavy and my heart beat out of my chest. Claustrophobia, again? These people were running out of ideas.

"Okay, Tucker calm down. We'll be o-" Adley immediately stopped talking, when four snakes emerged from each corner of the room. She started screaming and grabbed my arm.

The walls started closing in, bringing the snakes closer to us. One slithered across Adley's leg, and she shrieked, hiding her face in my shoulder.

Meanwhile, I was frozen in fear. I couldn't move. My heart pounded in my ears, dulling Adley's harsh screams to a low hum.

The snakes didn't bother me as much as the white walls closing in on us. Soon I was pressed up against Adley. I couldn't raise my hands above my head or push my legs out any farther than they already were.

I squeezed my eyes shut, but reopened them, when I couldn't take the feeling of not knowing when I was going to be crushed.

The snakes were all on her now. One laid across her stomach, another on her legs. One on her feet, and the last one lived in her hips, wrapping their long, slimy bodies around her.