There were voices, soft whispers to be exact, sounding from a near by room

Author: Mandee
warning: bad language for now.
Disclaimer: I own nobody and not the wwe. I wish.

There were voices, soft whispers to be exact, sounding from a near by room. The coolness of the hallway made the hair stand up on his neck. "Why does this place look so damn familiar?", Adam Copeland thought to himself. He stood still, unaware of what to do with the odd voices. He had his room key gripped into his palm; and inserted it into the door, twisting slowly in order to be able to hear the sounds around him. With precaution, he was able to open his door and get inside before anything else were to occur. He placed his bags on the king sized bed, and laid down to rest. A loud ring came from his pocket; and he answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hey Adam, are you already settled in?" It was Randy Orton.

"Yeah, I actually just got inside. This place is fu-oh that reminds me, does this hotel look familiar to you?"

"Dude, that's exactly what me and Phil were thinking. He said this hotel was from a movie..."

"Well, which one..?" Adam's voice a bit dull.

"I don't know, he couldn't remember. I know it was a horror flick."

"Okay, so anyways, are we all meeting up somewhere? I remembered Stephanie saying something about a meeting."

"That's right; we are going to meet in the lobby. This place is so fucking big though, I think I might get lost. What's your room number, man?"

"It's room 1408."

"Wasn't that the room that the guy stayed in, for that one scary mo-" He was cut off short by Adam.

"Yeah yeah, that stupid King book, about the haunted hotel room, I got it. Thankfully this isn't the hotel, I know that… and besides it wasn't a real hotel…or so I think".

"Okay, um alright well I'll see you there in a bit, bye". He hung up and Adam was left again with the whispers.

He slowly ended up taking a nap, which seemed like eternity. Suddenly a loud 'bang' was at his door. Adam reached for his cell phone, and checked the time. It was ten minutes after Randy had called him, he sat up and got on his feet.

"Yeah, hold on." the knocking continued.

"Dude, chill out, I'm getting there." At that, Adam opened his door and was met with the cold air of the corridor. Shivers ran down his spine, the eerie feeling around him, covered him like a thick blanket. He noticed he was beginning to sweat...he looked down the corridor to his right and then to his left. He huffed, and closed his door. He set his forehead against the door's cold wood, and closed his eyes. BANG BANG BANG! Adam fell backwards with a jolt of shock and fear. Someone had knocked on his door.

"Who's' there!?" He yelled out.

"Adam, it's me Orton, come on let's go, or we'll be late for the meeting." Randy Orton responded.

Trying to calm himself down, Adam pulled his hair back and regained his breathing. He walked to the door, and opened it to see a very impatient Randy.

"Whoa, are you alright? You look like you just saw something unpleasant."

"Nah, I just woke up, nothing more. Just let me get my cell phone, and we are out." Placing the cell in his pocket, Randy stepped aside into the hallway as Adam locked his room door.

Both men walked side by side, and Adam was still shaken up abit.

"Alright, what happened? There's' something your not telling me, now what is it?" Randy asked him with a sense of real concern.

"I know this is going to sound real fucking childish, but I swear that I heard whispers around that hallway I'm at."

"...It's a big ass hotel, man. Of course you're going to start hearing shit, and you know it's all in your head. Remember that everyone thinks they see or hear something, but it's what they WANT to hear or see. It's all psychological. Not all real, okay?"

"I know, I know. I guess that can be a option. Are we almost there? I seriously can't figure out this damn place."

Randy Orton and Adam walked into a big lobby that had chairs and tables. John Bradshaw Layfield, Paul Levesque, Jeff Hardy, and many others were already seated and talking amongst them. Some glanced at the two men, and noticed how Adam seemed abit pale. They sat at a table not to far from the rest.

"I bet Vince is going to tell us about the drug policy again..."

"Yeah I bet, because ya' know. Someone's hasn't been passing their test..." Adam sees Jeff Hardy, Jeff gives him a nod to say 'what's up' and Adam returns the hello with a nod back. Randy tries to hold back a chuckle, and covers his mouth with his hand, smirks.

A few more superstars arrive, and Vince and Stephanie have walked into the room. John Cena arrives abit after Vince, and sits near Randy and Adam. He tips his hat to them, and places a fist under his chin, to hold him up. Orton slowly glances at Adam, and Orton reads Adam's mouth that says "kiss ass". Both men slightly laugh and they give their attention to Vince and Stephanie who were waiting for the superstars to quiet down.

"Hello all of you, and good evening. First off, I'd like to tell you that this isn't another meeting about drug policies. I and the creative team have brought you here for a couple of days to work on some skills. Such as the storylines and there's also going to be some autograph signings done here tomorrow evening. Now I-" Oddly, she was interrupted by JBL, who rose up and said "This is a hotel, and we are in the middle of no where...how is there going to be a autograph signing?" Many of the wrestlers nodded to that, and gave a questionable look to Stephanie McMahon who looked very upset.

"Well, this is a hotel. And it's a big hotel. A lot of people come here yearly, and so there is many guests who knew about the stars of wrestling that were going to be staying here. They came here; waiting for ya'll to arrive. So there." She said the last two words with such poison it sunk into Bradshaw's skin, and he sat down without a word.

Some of the superstars laughed under their breath, including Umaga.

"So, I hope everyone gets' settled in nice and tight. This is also your time to relax, so enjoy this moment, my father and I will see you all later." Stephanie and Vince McMahon walked away from the room, Vince waved to the wrestlers and everyone stayed in their seats. John was the first to speak.

"Huh, that's the first time I haven't heard Vince say a damn word at a meeting."

"Yeah, I mean you follow him around a lot, so you'd' know right?" Phil Brooks, better known as CM Punk said aloud. He had his arms crossed in front of his chest. He sat back in a cool style that made Maria Kanellis uneasy.

"Anyways, I think there's more to it than they are saying. There was something unsettling with Vince's mood today.." John said quietly.

"I don't know what they are really up to, but I can tell that the whole autograph signing is real. There are a bunch of people around here, I saw them. But the whole 'skills training' shit, has to be a fluke." Jeff Hardy said while seeing a strand of his hair.

"Hey Paul, let us in on some things. I know you know something about all this. "Chris Irvine spoke to the man known as Triple H. Who had already gotten out of his seat in order to follow his wife out the room too.

"In all honesty, I don't. Just because I'm with the daughter, doesn't mean I get told a lot of things. Most of it all is a surprise. She just said we were going to this hotel, signing some autographs, meeting some fans and that's about it. Why here? I have no clue; I guess people up here don't get to see some good celebrities that often." Paul began walking out the lobby and again there was silence around the big room.

"Wow, this place IS pretty creepy. I was just getting into my room, and I swear I heard some whispers..." Ashley Massaro was speaking softly to the brunette playboy bunny Maria. Maria had a scared look to her face, and she said softly back, "Me and Candice heard the same thing, we thought it was just someone in another room...but we weren't sure."

That caught Adam's ears, and he was trying hard to focus in on their conversation. Alexis Laree and Candice joined their rant of the spooky sounds, and had agreed to stay in the same room that night.

"I swear, that this place looks so damn familiar..." Alexis said with a sense worry