Chapter 1- Prologue
Money was short, I wouldn't be staying in this place if it wasn't, I looked around my hotel room damp coating the walls. The annoying tick of the clock caught my attention "SHIT" I said out loud as I noticed it was 18:50, it was ten minutes till the end of dinner; a lovely concoction of a cold slab of meat and some tinned peas. Yum.
I ran from my hotel room sparing a second glance back at my door a worn off number was all that was vaguely noticable, the lift took exactly 10 seconds to rise to my floor, the only occupant being a man of average height wearing a large oversized coat, sunglasses and strangest of all, shorts. My patience was wearing thin even before he started to tap all the lift buttons in a rhythmic pattern, sending the lift in a frenzy whirring up and down. It sounded a lot like the drum beat of one of my favourite songs; "When I Come Around." I was about to inquire about if I was correct, although I managed to push this thought aside when I realised the lift had finally stopped. "Aw fuck!" the stranger spoke out in a Californian accent that appeared to be slightly country tinged.
Finally, the stranger picked out a large bulky phone from his pocket; "Mike, I got myself stuck in a lift again... Yeah there's someone in here with me, she looks angry HELP MIKEY...Hey no need for that language"
"Hey I'm right fucking here you!" I blurted out in anger.
The stranger then cowered into the nearest corner. Probably a wise move on his part.
10 Minutes Later
Suddenley a door was prised open by a tall brown-haired man who quickly turned around after he did this he said one phrase "Remember to apologize" and continued to proceed back to his room.
