The Boys In the Basement

chapter 6

I quietly walk up to the seventh floor, where my hotel room is. I walk into my taped off 'do not pass' hotel room. I walk over to my bag and get my journal and a sharpened pencil and a torch. I always bring a torch in case of a power outage. I walk into my mothers hotel room.

I shine the torch on the not-cleaned floor. My mothers blood is staining into the floorboards. And the smell is horrid. Her body obviously isn't here. I concentrate on the floor, being careful not to step in the blood and leave a footprint behind. I don't find anything on the floor so I move up to the bed.

The sheets are not changed either. Blood is stained into the white sheets. I walk over to the bed and look at it. I have no clue what to do. What do I do anyways? What clues do I look for? Then, a little light reflects off my eyes. I shone it nearly under to bed, so it's close to the bed. I stoop down and shine it in between the floorboards and I see it. A small button. It must belong to whoever was here before us, but it's still a clue.

I gasp when I see it has a slightest bit of blood stained on it. No blood is on this area of the ground. So either the murderer was wearing a button. From what I can remember, my mother was wearing a top with no buttons. I have a clue! I quickly open the journal and write it down.

17th October 2014

I found a clue leading to my mothers death. I found a button in between the floorboards. It has a small dried up blood stain on it. And the area of the floor where I found it has no blood on it. It was around a few inches away from the bed. The murderer could have been wearing a top with buttons or something because from what I can remember, mother wasn't wearing anything with buttons.

And I put my pencil in the page I'm writing on and hold the journal closed, carefully so I don't damage the pages. I continue to search around the room, being careful not to step in blood or touch it. I find nothing else. The window was open this morning! I rush over to it and shine it around the perimeter of the window. Nothing. I continue to look, looking outside the window too. Now I found something! There is a thin line of dried up blood on the wall, coming from the window sill. So the murderer was at the window. I write it in the journal.

I found one more clue. When looking outside the window, I saw a thin line of blood probably two foot down from the windowsill. Earlier on, the window was found open. The murderer could have been by the window.

I sigh and close the book. I'll hopefully find some more clues tomorrow. I'm exhausted so I'll find a new hotel room to sleep in. I don't wanna stay in here. I walk over to the door, and step out into the hallway. I walk eight doors down and open it. Thank God whoever was here kept it clean. Just when I'm about to quietly close the door, I faintly hear a crashing sound down in the lobby.