I walked into our room at the Lotus Hotel and Casino. The Room was simple enough, two beds pushed up on the far wall with a small beside table in between. A flat screen T.V. was opposite to the beds on top of a dresser. Bianca was laying on the couch reading a magazine and Listening to some stupid pop song. She glances over, sees me and returns to her magazine. I grab my IPod and shove my own earbuds into my ears. I scroll through my songs settling on Centuries by Fall Out Boy. I lay on my bed and slowly bob my head to the song now blasting through the earbuds. I stare at the ceiling and fell my eyes getting heavy. I drift off into a blissful sleep. Bianca shakes me awake. I rub my eyes.

"What" I ask irritability

"Come down stairs, someone just drove a fucking car through the front of the hotel." She says grabbing my arm.

I let her pull me out of bed and into the hallway. I follow silently behind her as we make our way to the elevators. A few of the others on our floor were also making their way to the elevators. There was two elevators, each had doors made of gold with an ornate lotus flower carved into them. We walk into the first along with a few of the others going to the lobby. That car that you could win for winning some game in the casino was gone and the front of the hotel was completely smashed open.

"Come on" Bianca says grabbing my arm.

"What, where?" I ask

"Outside, obviously. I mean come on when was the last time we even left this stupid Hotel"

She was not wrong. I feel like I've been in here for ages.

"Ok"

She starts smiling widely. She turns and sprints through the opening. I quickly follow suit. We walk the streets of Las Vegas, looking at all of the lights and people. Everything seemed to blur together as we passed people on the streets. They saw street performers and visited a few of the hotels on the strip. Bianca smiles at me.

"See told ya this would be fun"

"Yea I guess so" I say smiling a little. Bianca's smiles fades. Her eyes widen.

"What's wrong?" I ask her "Bianca"

"L-Look at the date on the paper."

I turn at look at the newspaper box. I walk over and grab the paper assuming I read it wrong. With shaking hands I look at the date. It was Twentieth of June. What worried them the most was the year. Two thousand and ten. Almost Seventy Years after they got to the Lotus.