1 The Murder Hotel (1)

Main Character Name: Aquarius

Let the nightmare begin...

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"Where I am?" I asked myself as I looked around, this place is foreign.

This place seems like a hotel, I started moving my feet and roamed the lobby of the strange area as I look for clues to decipher a way out of this place. "Sister!" A familiar voice called me out.

"Sister, where are we?" My younger sister asked me, she is now 16 years old this year, but she looks younger than her age.

"That's what I am asking myself too. This is a strange place." My sister tried to reach for my arms and snaked hers around it to seek comfort, she seems terrified.

"Where's mom and dad? Why were you alone?" I looked down and asked her.

"She's not alone Aquarius" A soft voice answered me from our back, me and my sister turned our heads to look the for speaker.

"Mommy!" My sister let go of her hold on my arms and started running towards our parents who seemed to be in this place longer than we were. As I have observed from their actions, they look to comfortable to be in a place that Is foreign to us, therefore I believed that this is not the first time that they've been in this hotel.

"Why are we here and where being we dad?" I asked my dad while my mom and sister had their time and talks. My dad just looked at me with a smile plastered in his face. It is the same familiar smile that I know, but why does it feel off? Maybe I am just thinking too much. I told myself and shook the ideas off from my mind.

*ding* the elevator near the reception desk opened.

Dad and mom started moving towards the elevator. I raised my eyebrows and asked, "where are we going?"

"Come Aquarius, this place is not safe, we need to leave as early as we can." Mom answered me gently.

I am now a college student, studying Interior Design and based on my knowledge, A hotel does not have an exit at the upper floors. It was supposed to at the same floor as we are standing on, but why are my parents moving towards the elevator? I am now starting to raise my suspicion in this scenario.

Dad held my hand and guided me towards the elevator.

At the next floor, we encountered a red room, as we entered the creepy, my eyes started to scrutinize the place, based on my instincts, my mind says that I should prepare for the worst.

"This area looks like a laboratory mom" my sister said.

I agreed to her, even though this is a hotel, it is very unlikely for this place to have a science laboratory, we walked forward and then we passed by a white board saying, "one of you must be my muse." A muse? What does that even mean? Does a laboratory need a muse? For what? Questions has flooded my mind but still there are no concrete answers and conclusion about the writings on the board.

As I turned my back to look at my family, I saw my little sister panicking and trying to stop out parents from dragging her out.

"Where are we going mom and dad?" I asked.

"No, Aquarius, we will leave the room... you must stay." I raised my eyebrows from the statement that my mom has said.

"No! We can't leave her; this place is too scary for her to be left alone!" My sister tried to aggressively release herself from the grasp of my parents, she is trying to convince them that we should leave as a family, where no one will be left behind.

*creek* the door slowly shut itself as my family left the laboratory.

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Now what? Is this a puzzle room or a sort of an escape room? I may have been surprised by the decision of my parents, but I decided that it is better to stay calm and analyze the surrounding.

*clink*

A chain? I am hearing a chain sound from one of the corners of the room,

*clink*

this is not good; I have a bad feeling about this.

*clink*

this means I am not the only person in this room, I need to leave, now!

I hurriedly walked to the red door, I can see my family from the other side of the door through the peep hole, I saw my sister crying and talking to my parents, but I cannot hear them... this room is soundproofed.

*bang* the loud sound surprised me; I abruptly look behind me to find the source of the sound.

It was a man, approximately the same height as me, however, his body looks like it has been altered for a couple of times already, there are stitches at the left side of his body, whereas his right side looks like a normal person, the part where there are stiches looks like it has been detached and then attached... It looks like 2 persons were attached in a single body.

He tried to approach me, but I was able to avoid his attacks.

"m...my m... muse" the man said groggily. He does not look sane, in fact, he appears to be drugged.

*bang* he crushed the table behind me, seemingly missing the real target of his actions.

*bang* damn it! what is the deal with this guy, my heart is beating fast, and my adrenaline is running.

"m... muse" what does he mean by muse?

It was not that long for me to discover the meaning of the muse because of the chart that is posted in the whiteboard. It was the same whiteboard where "be my muse" was written.

*chainsaw noises* I heard his footsteps nearing *clink* *clank* the chains on his feet are too loud.

Shit, this man is trying to split my body.

--- End of The Murder Hotel (1)---

Author's note:

This story is just one from my tens and hundreds of nightmares, I am a person who was consistent nightmares.

-JMS

Credits: Hotel photo from: https://www.pinterest.ph/pin/160088961741775746/