The Hotel Basement

Riddles

The lights turn on and I find myself in a similar room as before, I try to step forward but my feet are submerged in a black swampy liquid, suddenly a creature emerges from the liquid and moves toward me it pulls on me and fills the room up with the liquid, I keep struggling but then I think when you're in quicksand you stop struggling. So I stand still and miraculously it moves away and the liquid goes away. I find this way too easy, it is too easy. I run from the room and enter another room. The same room as before. The speaker screeches. "You have made it past round 1. It was to test your bravery, now, we will test your knowledge."

A little girl walks into the bunker and stands right in front of me and speaks in a voice that doesn't sound like hers. "Our dinner guests howl that we're evil 

When they notice their place in the meal.
But it's no big deal why;
We're just one happy tribe,
And we get really fed up with people!

Who, or what, are we?"

I think to myself, their place in the meal, and we really get fed up with people. "Cannibals!" I say suddenly excited.  "That is correct."

"Next question, A few days ago, I was invited to dinner at a friend's house. The strange thing is, my friend recently got involved with some weird religious cult. While I was there, he served up some type of meat, but he wouldn't tell me what kind of meat it was. It kind of freaked me out. For a second, I wondered if it was human meat, but then, after I ate it, I knew it definitely wasn't human meat.

What's really going on?"

I think how would the person know it was human meat or not so it means the person is a cannibal. "The friend who was invited over was a cannibal, right?" I say unsure of my answer.

"Correct. One more question."

"Okay."

"A man made a hot dog and gave it to a young woman, she asks what type of meat it was and he says it is a special kind. The woman never ate another hot dog from the cart, but she was with the hot dog cart for quite some time over the next few days and promoted the hot dogs.

How did she promote the hot dogs.?"

I thought about this and then I realised. The girl was talking about me. "I'm going to be made into a hot dog and people will eat me." I whimper.

"Correct."