Monster: Sequel To "Relax..."

6: 900 Fucking Dollars

After finishing my delicious breakfast, I get up to leave, walking outside to my car. I slightly shiver, slamming my door shut. It was warm yesterday, it's so, cold all of a sudden. I decide to run back inside to get my jacket, walking through the diner.

" Moon!!!"

I turn at my name, seeing D.O running towards me. " D.O, what are you doing here?" I ask. He chuckles, rubbing his neck. " You know, moving around here and there," he answers, his eyes darting around. He's either really nervous, or lying. His body language is so tense. 

" Are you okay?" I ask slowly. He looks at me wide owl eyes. " What? What yea, of course, obviously haha," he rushes, chuckling awkwardly. I slowly nod. " Well I've gotta go to my room-" " Did I ever apologize for knocking you down?" He interrupts me frantically. I frown.

" Numerous times actually." I answer slowly. It's like he doesn't want me to go to my room. I take another step toward the direction of the stairs, frowning deeper as he scrambles closer to me. " Can I help you?" I snap. He smiles, nodding. " Yea I um, I need,...a picture! Yea I need a picture," he says.

I slowly shake my head. " Sorry, I'm already booked, and I need to go now," I say, turning and walking towards the exit again. " I'll pay double your regular price!" He stops me again. I turn to him, now very annoyed. " My price is $150 per picture," I lie, resting my hand on my hip. He smiles.

" Okay."

My eyes widen slightly. " That's $300," I state. He nods, pulling out his wallet. " Never mind, I won't," I say, turning again. " Wait! Um, triple!" " No." " Four?" " No, leave me alone." " Five." " No." " Six?" My jaw now drops. " That's 900 fucking, dollars!" I say. He opens his wallet and all I see is a gigantic wad of cash. He counts out some money, handing it to me. I count it, finding not only $900, but a thousand.

" Do you seriously want one picture for $1000?" I ask in awe. He smiles, shrugging. " Why don't you want me to go to my room?" I ask bluntly. This leaves him blank. " ...can I get my picture now?" He asks. I groan in frustration. " Fine. But right after I really have to go," the money tempting me much too greatly. He smiles, nodding in agreement.
I lead him over to some good lighting, instructing him to sit down and stay still. Despite him only wanting one picture I take numerous, getting different angles, lightings, and poses.

I demand his email, sending him the pictures. " Thank you so much, I uh, needed a new one. You can go now, bye!" He rushes, running away to that same group of boys who were, obviously watching us.

Chanyeol waves at me making me smile and wave back, before I head up to my room. I see my door and go to get my key, putting it in the lock and twisting as I push open my door. But the thing is, my door doesn't open.  It's as if the door is unlocked, but it just won't open. I shove on it, frowning as it just won't open.

All my stuff is in there!

I continue struggling for a while, before going down to complain about it. They say they can't get anyone up there now, but later they will. I thank them, turning and leaving the hotel again.  But before I can get in my car, I hear my name being called. I groan loudly, turning to the person calling me.

Chanyeol runs up, quite quickly if I must say so, smiling at me. " Is everything okay with your room? I kinda heard you talking," he says. I shrug, shivering. " No, my door is all messed up, it's jammed or something, and I need my jacket, so someone has to get it opened," I explain. He frowns.

" I'm sorry, do you want to borrow mine? I mean I don't need it, and I have another in my room," he offers, taking off his leather jacket and handing it to me. " No Chanyeol- " " Please, I don't want you to be cold," he insists, pushing it into my hands. I finally accept it with a sigh, making him smile. " Thank you Chanyeol, I'll give it back to you later," I promise.

He nods happily, turning to go back inside the warm hotel quickly. I smile, pulling on his jacket (that smells really good) and climbing inside my car. I turn the heat all the way up and double check for my camera, making sure I have everything.

I finally start to drive, letting my music play quietly in the car as I speed down the road.

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After the four hour drive, I finally drive down a long road, leading directly to the town I wanted to see. It's the perfect envision of creepy.

I slowly exit my car, lifting my camera to take pictures of the entrance and the distance. The houses are eroded and decayed, multiple pieces on the ground. There's a creepy bicycle upside down and stuck in the mud in front of a house, making me walk towards it to take more pictures.

I desert my car, walking through the creepy town and taking pictures. I walk down a winding, never ending road, to emerge in a giant clearing, the biggest mansion I've ever seen in the clearing. But the weird thing is, it feels as though I've seen it before.

Probably in a book or something.
The mansion is covered in vines and overgrowth, making it appear to be even scarier. I take a million photos it seems, before getting the urge to go inside. I slowly approach the house, walking up the door and trying the knob. Its locked.

Something tells me to reach under the rug, and when I do, I find a spare key, perfectly fine. Not rusted or broken. I put the key in the lock, twisting. I try the knob again and push open the door.

A wall of inky blackness greets me, making me feel, some what...

Threatened?