Room 53

American Horror Story Hotel

***This story takes place after the first episode of the season***

Episode 1

Part 1

Cast List:
Abby - Abby Ross
Daniel – Dylan Schmid
Serena - G. Hannelius
Diana - Matreya Scarrwener
Brian – Quinn Lord

The taxi dropped off five teenagers at Hotel Cortez. They were all crammed in the taxi and complaining most of the way there. For a half hour the taxi driver had to deal with these teenagers until he reached their destination.
Two boys came out of the passenger seat and three girls came out from the back seat. They stretched their legs and got their luggage out of the trunk.
"Can you get me bag?" One girl asked. She was the shortest one of the group. "Abby!?"
Abby sighed but obeyed her. She pulled out a red suitcase and placed it on the ground. Then she pulled out her blue duffle bag and two small suitcases. She walked over to the other girl, Diana, and handed them to her.
"Aw, you didn't have to do that," Diana said.
One boy with dark hair about two years inches long grabbed the last bag. The other boy with short dark hair and a pale face said, "I can't believe they lost my luggage."
"Yeah, I know Brian," Abby said. "You won't stop talking about it."
"Are you guys done?" The shortest girl asked, seeming quite annoyed.
"Yes Serena," the first boy folded his arms. His name is Daniel.
"Then let's go," Serena requested. She was about four feet, eleven inches and had dirty blonde hair.
The five teenagers entered Hotel Cortez and walked into the lobby. The room was very large and spacious. The scenery was vintage too. Diana looked up at the ceiling. "Wow." Abby turned fully around, looking all around the room. "I know. It's gorgeous." Brian said, "There's a bar up there." Serena joked, "We know what's on your mind."
They went over to the front desk. No one was behind the desk. No one was in the lobby other than them.
Abby rang the bell on the desk. Daniel stood next to her and looked at the display behind the desk. All the room in the hotel stacked up and across like the hotel. About half the rooms were full.
Iris came from the backroom and walked behind the desk. She was an old woman, about 60 years old, with large glasses and grey hair. "What can I do for you?"
"We made reservations. Uh, two rooms?" Abby said, shyly.
Iris took out a folder. "Five of you?"
"Yeah," Abby said. "We paid in advance..."
Iris turned around and grabbed two keys at random. "Here you go," she handed Abby and Daniel each a key.
"Thanks," Abby said as Iris turned around to go back into the backroom.
The five teenagers crowded into the elevator and went up. "What floor are we on?" asked Serena.
Abby looked at her key number. "53."
"What does that mean?" Diana asked.
Serena sighed loudly and annoyed. She hit the button for the third floor. The elevator took them up to that floor. When the doors opened Serena peeked out and looked for a sign. "It doesn't say which rooms are on this floor." She said.
Daniel stepped out and walked down a hall. He looked at the room numbers. Daniel also found a dead end. He walked back to them and said, "The room numbers go from 21 to 40, it seems."
"One more up," Abby said as Daniel got back in the elevator.
On the fourth floor, they found room 53. Serena looked at the boys and said, "Bye."
"Oh right," Brian looked at his key. "75?"
"We're not on the same floor?" Abby asked.
"I'll see you later?" Daniel said.
"Okay..."
Daniel and Brian left the three girls and went back to the elevator.
The three girl entered their hotel room. Abby dropped off their luggage and looked around. There were two full sized beds with yellow square print sheets. There were 2 pillows on each bed. In one corner of the room was a worn out armchair. Next to it was a door to the bathroom. Next to the bed was a tall vertical dresser against the wall. There was a painting on the wall of a person all scared up and bleeding.
"Won't get any sleep with that thing in the room," Serena referred to the painting.
Diana gave a disturbed look.
Abby pulls out her wallet from her purse. She opens it and reveals all her money. Lots of $20 bills and $100 bills.
"This isn't the hotel where I imagined our dream vacation," Serena said.
"You didn't have to come," Abby said.
Serena's face tightened. "We couldn't afford this little trip on our own, so we all have to chip in. Believe me, if I could have done this alone, I would have."
Abby looks away from Serena while Diana sat on the bed. Abby went over to the curtains and pulled them open. Lots of dust came off the curtains when she did this. Diana stared coughing.
Serena looked disgusted. "This place is horrible!"
Abby looked out the smeared window and saw the cars in the street, the gas station, an a few other buildings. "We made a choice. We chose this hotel."
Serena looked at Abby. "It was the cheapest."
"It was unique," Diana faced Serena. "It's so unique and different and...Well just look at it. They won't find us here."
"Diana's right," Abby said, still looking out the window. She followed a yellow Volkswagen bug with her eyes as it turned a corner and left her view.

Brian and Daniel entered their room. Brian placed his suit case on the closest bed and said, "I need to shit."
Daniel scrunched up his face. "Really, man?"
"Well I'm not going to hold it." Brian said. He walked into the bathroom and the door handle. "Hey."
Daniel turned to him, "What?"
"There's only a handle on the outside, look," Brain said.
Daniel looked and the handle. Brian was right. On the outside part of the door, the part facing the room, was a handle. On the side going into the bathroom, there wasn't a handle bar. Instead there was a flat metal circle where the handle bar should be.
"What the hell?" Daniel asked.
Brian got back into the bathroom. "Okay, I really have to go. You don't want to smell this, so you close the door but you better let me out."
"Okay," Daniel said, reaching for the door.
"Wait," Brian grabbed his phone and then went back into the bathroom.
Daniel rolled his eyes and shut the bathroom door.

In room 53, the three teenage girls were sitting around. Diana was rubbing her forehead, Abby was reading, and Serena was lying 'her' bed.
"Ow!" Diana said.
"Ugh," Serena said, "You freaking scared me!"
"What is it Diana?" Abby asked.
"I have a headache," Diana leaned over and lied on the other bed.
"What else is new?" Serena said.
Abby shook her head at Serena and stood up. She walked around the bed and sat on it beside Diana. Abby extended her arm out and felt Diana's forehead. After a second, she flipped over her hand. "She's really warm."
Serena sat up and turned to face Abby. "So...get her some ice!"
"Why are you so mean?" Abby asked.
"This was supposed to be a vacation. To get away. Not to be a friggin Doctor." Serena pointed at Abby. "I want to be let alone."
Abby stared at her. After a few moments, Abby got up off the bed. She walked passed the bed and kept her eyes focused on the bucket for the ice. She grabbed the bucket from the small dresser by the bathroom door and the single room key and focused her eyes on the front door of the room. She opened the door and closer it firmly.

The boys were in their room trying to come up with something to do.
"We could go to the buffet?" Brian asked.
"Is there a buffet in this hotel?" Daniel asked.
Brain sighed, "We could...play cards?"
"Do you have a deck?" Daniel asked.
"I didn't know I'd need it. I thought my phone would be enough entertainment. But there's no Wifi." Brain said.
"There's no TV either. We should have asked for one." Daniel said.
"I'm sorry, I didn't realize we would have to asked for a TV. Every other hotel I've been in has had a TV in all the rooms."
"Come on," Daniel stood up, "We can order room service."

Abby walked down the halls of the forth floor looking for the ice machine. The halls seem really uneven. She passed by a maid carrying white sheets with a large stain all over them. Abby turned a corner and smelled cigarettes. She covered her mouth until she turned another corner. Halfway down this hall she found the ice machine.
Abby opened the container and grabbed the clear plastic shovel. She filled it up with ice and dumped it into her bucket. She shoveled some more ice in the bucket until she heard some laughter. Children's laughter.
She turned to her left and didn't see anything. When Abby turned to right, she saw a boy. He was dressed in fancy clothes and had shoulder length bleach blonde hair.
Abby went back to shoveling the ice. She heard some footsteps. She turned back to her left and the boy was still there. Abby looked back at her ice bucket. It was about 2/3 full. 'Good enough,' she thought. She close the ice machine and turned to her left.
Abby gasped. A girl was standing right in front of her. She was about half a foot shorter than Abby and had the same hair color as the boy. She was pale and had dark eyes. She looked at Abby and smiled.