The Purge: Hotel

The Purge: Hotel Chapter 11

     "Jump on the bed," Scott directed the woman. "Yell out like you're being tortured." He then turned his attention to the men. "You two stay near the door. Sell that we're Participants. If they want to come in, let them. Once they're inside, we'll have to attack them. Sarah, hide in the bathroom."

     The woman jumped on the bed and start screaming out before Scott finished his directions. Sarah locked herself in the bathroom, Scott leaned over the bed, and the two men waited by the door. Three men approached them in the hallway. One of the men walked in front of the other two, and started smiling as he approached the room. All three men wore jeans and t-shirts littered with holes. The man in front also wore a leather vest. Each man had a freshly shaven head, but the leader also wore a Mohawk that was laying over on the right side.

      "Where'd ya'll get that one," the leader of the group asked.

      One of the men at the door said, "Her, and a few other people came running out of that elevator. We were able to snatch her up, but I think the others are hiding around the corner. We haven't searched yet. Having too much fun you know."

      The leader motioned for one of his men to go check the rest of the hallway, and the man did as directed.

      "Good," the leader replied. "We were wondering what happened to them."

      "How's your night going," the man at the door asked. "Killin' you a lot?"

      "I guess," the leader answered. "Trying to stay alive at this point. Everything is messed up. I wasn't told that it was going to be like this."

      "You and me both brother. You should come look at what we got going on in here. It's crazy"

      "I bet," the leader replied with concern in his eyes. "What exactly are you doing?"

      "Torture...Just a little bit of torture. Check it out."

      The leader of the Participant group looked the two men over and studied them. In his hand he carried a machete, and picked at the blade with his fingernail as they stood there in silence. The man behind him tapped his baseball bat, with large nails running through it, against the wall. Tension built up as they didn't buy the story Scott and his group were trying to sell. The two men, at the door, held in their hands the knives that they took off the end of the broom sticks. For the moment, they had the men separated, and a window of opportunity, to attack, would close when the third member returned.

      Thinking on his feet, the man in the doorway, that had been talking, sliced in the air, at the leader's throat, but missed. The leader hacked back at the man, but also missed. After the leader missed, the other man in the door, stabbed the leader in the chest before pulling him inside. When the attack happened, Scott ran away from the bed and toward the door. Scott joined in on stabbing the leader when he arrived. Outside in the hallway, the Participant with the bat, ran away from the room and down the hall. The other man in the doorway wanted to give chase, but he didn't want to separate from the group, especially with one more Participant behind him, in the hall.

      The third man raced down the hall, stopped in front of the room, saw what was going on, and then continued to run to the stairwell. Scott pushed past the men and gave chase, leading his group away from the room. Scott didn't want the Participants to return to their group and tell them about what happened. Running down the hallway, everyone stopped at the screams coming from the man with the bat. He had already made it around the corner, but once he was out of view, he was attacked. Everyone watched as he stumbled back into view, melting from the spray of acid that hit his face and torso.