Level 25: A One Direction Horror Love Story

Level 25: A One Direction Horror Love Story. Ch. 2: Level 24

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Level 25:

A One Direction Horror Love Story.

Level 24: Chapter 2

Kendall’s POV-

Just a dream, was it? The thought of my sister, cousins, and I entering the darkness inside an unbeknownst building and then meeting a boy band in the middle of it…there’s no such thing.

 I hope to awaken and feel myself lying down in a comfy bed. I hope it’s just a bright, sunny day.

Morning. Sweet bliss feeds my emotion as I look through the car window, my eyes entranced with the crash of the ocean waves upon the Scotland sand.

…But it’s all in my head.

BOOM!

The brightest and loudest roar of thunder collapses me out of my thoughts. I’m facing a window. In this nasty, dark hotel. The thoughts of ocean waves are gone, for I’m looking out a rain-pelted window, lighting and thunder creating a moody show of its own.

Someone is holding me close. I look up. There’s a boy. The Bieber haired boy. No. His name’s…Liam. His comfort gets me to snap back into place.

Yes, we’re here. The Level 25 Hotel. Trapped.

Now out of my dizzied thoughts, I looked out the window once again. A violent and sudden attack of rain and thunderous clouds are all I see. When the lightning comes, it brings up the brightest light we have but only for a mere second.

I look out more. I see someone. That old, decrepit woman. She’s out there, running in a crooked fashion, as fast as her bony legs can take her. I watched as her horrid figure ran across the street and dissipated before everyone’s eyes.

“She’s…gone,” I heard Reese whisper beside me.

“Hey!!” Louis screamed desperately at the top of his lungs. “You can’t just leave us here!!”

I shivered. There’s no way out.

The thunder began to calm down, but the rain didn’t…and neither had any of us.

“So…so what now?” Niall panicked, his movements frantic. “We’re stuck here?”

Zayn and Alena were still trying to pound at the window. “It won’t budge!” Alena exclaimed in frustration. Liam went over to help Niall take down the door. “How is it a stupid wooden door can’t…break…down?!” Niall was cursing everything in the process of tackling the door.

Moments later, several seconds of silence melted amongst us, as we were exhausted and stricken with too much panic at once.

Squeak…squeak…squeak. A faint sound of rolling wheels then entered the room.

“What’s that?” I managed to say. The nine of us turned around. From the corner of the hallway at the far side of the room, we were all startled to see a luggage trolley carrying our things.

But what scared me was the grayed, morbid apparition of a bellhop pulling it. His head was down, and he pulled our things out of sight.

“H-hey!” one of us managed to say. I couldn’t tell who, and I didn’t bother to look because my eyes and my body were frozen on the transparent man who swayed out of sight.