Tragedies Awakening: No Holding Back

The 2nd part to my Transfer Station. Again it is with my cross country team, this time in the woods of Colorado. We embark from our humble small town to Colorado Springs where we plan to have our first CC trip sense 2013 (when the first story was written). But atlas if you read the 1st one you should know how this one is going to end. Our new coach drops everybody but 2 runners at this desolate hotel/mansion. The mansion is 3 stories tall, surrounded in a thick ominous forest. It's exterior is not welcoming, the peeling paint and it's statue graveyard is not very pleasing to the eye. The doors are 7ft tall, so it seems, with a heavy iron door knocker on each. Picking it up then slamming it on the door opens it, creaking the door slowly moves to show us it's interior. The big lobby is magnificent, the white marble flooring freshly waxed. The golden chandelier shimmered and glowed in the air. The breathtaking upholstery was clean and well made. The large staircase in the middle of the lobby invited us to the 2nd floor.
Yet we all know good things must end.