The Motel

Motel

The motel looked old- really old. The wooden door looked as if it were going to crumble down at any second. The door groaned loudly as Freya swung it open. We stepped in and looked around, there was a dim orange chandelier, a moose's head on the wall and a till with a bell. We walked over to the till and rang the bell twice, no one seemed to be around, but it was open, so there should be someone right?

A minute later, and no one had come to our assistance. "Ugh, there's no one here." Just as Freya said that, a voice spoke. "Hello there! Sorry for keeping you waiting, do you want a room?" We turned to see a well presented young man with gelled black hair and large glasses standing there. "Uh, yeah. Room for two please." "Of course, ma'am. You and your boyfriend?" "No!" We said in unison. "Ew, he's my cousin." "Oh, sorry haha," she laughed and the man handed us a key, room 13. "The 2nd floor, there's an elevator on the left turn." The man said. "Thank you."

We turned left and saw an elevator, I pressed the button and waited. It opened up, mirrors surrounded the ceiling and the walls. Stepping in, it smelled funny, like rotting food. "Yuck! Do you smell that?" "Yeah, it smells rotten," she covered her nose and mouth and fake gagged. "Gross." When the doors opened up, we were greeted with a long hallway with little lamps lighting it up. We soon found room 13 and unlocked it.

The room was pretty small, with lime green wallpaper and two small beds, each accompanied by bedside tables with a lamp on each. I collapsed onto the bed and took out my phone. "Wait, why couldn't I use your phone for directions?!" "Oh, I ran out of data, sorry." "Oh, you idiot!" She said jokingly punching my shoulder. I laughed and shrugged.

It had been an hour since we'd arrived, we were bored, I was playing piano tiles on my phone, since that didn't require an internet connection. "Hey do you think they have WiFi here? We could watch a movie on the laptop or something." Freya asked, sitting up from her bed. "I dunno, I'll go downstairs and ask for the password." I volunteered. "Cool, thanks dude."