Hello, friends! I apologize for the extended wait for chapter 2, but here it is! It's dedicated to the majestic reviewers: Red Velvet is love, Jeremy Shane, and what do u need me 4!

(By the way, this is based off the 1960's Twilight Zone, NOT the 80's one!)

Disclaimer: I own nothing.


This door is unlocked by the imagination, inside is another dimension.

A land of sight, sound, and mind…

…Of things and ideas.

A world beyond our own.

You've just stumbled into…

The Twilight zone.

*television static*


"That guy was really weird! He waddles when he walks!" Cat marveled as the fuming man stormed away.

"I'm sure there's just another redhead staying here. We can ask the lady at the desk," Beck said sensibly.

"Excuse me? Miss? Is there another redheaded girl staying at this hotel?" Tori asked.

The girl glanced up. "No. You guys are the only people under the age of 50 staying here, anyway." She grinned at them. Once again, the girl's whistle-ly voice and Cheshire cat grin seemed to add to the eeriness of the situation.

The group turned around to look at Cat.

"I didn't pour water on that guy, I swear!" she squeaked.

"Think about it, guys. Cat was with us the whole time," Robbie said.

"Let's just forget about it," Tori said, uneasy.

They agreed and headed up to the room, which was on the fourth floor. The stairs creaked and it echoed.

"We're only staying here one night, right?" Robbie asked.

"Stop being a baby, I like it here," Jade said.

The hallway at the top was empty, and lit with chandeliers. The one at the end of the hallway flickered.

"Are you sure there are other people here?" Andre asked.

"The girl said there was, and there's that guy," Beck answered.

As if on cue, the sound of someone running upstairs could be heard overhead. Instead of being comforting, it echoed and made the hallway seem even creepier.

"I guess there's at least one other person here," Tori said.

They stopped in front of a door, with "268" on it in gold, metal letters. Or at least, it had once said 268, but now the 6 was gone and the mere outline of it was there.

They opened the door, and had to admit the suite was nice. It was well-lit, had a large, connected kitchen and living room, with 2 bedrooms.

Cat giggled and ran into one of the bedrooms. "I like this one!" she yelled.

"Fine, we'll take that one, and you guys can have the other one," Jade said, and she and Tori followed Cat into the bedroom. The guys went into the other one. It was nearly midnight, after all, and they just decided to get to bed. They only needed to stay here for one night…

Cat insisted they leave a light on. There were no windows in the bedroom, and when the lights were turned off, it was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

"C'mon guys, we have to get to bed, somebody has to be awake tomorrow to drive, and I can't drive," Tori said.

Jade snickered. "TORI COULDN'T PASS HER DRIVERS TEST, TORI COULDN'T PASS HER DRIVERS TEST, TORI COULDN'T PASS HER – "

"Jade! Shut up!"

"I'm shutting up because I want to."

For several hours, they slept in peace, although the teens kept waking up because of the person or people staying upstairs. They ran up and down the hallway above the room all night. Jade ended up turning off the lamp after Cat fell asleep, insisting she could only sleep in total darkness.

Tori woke up at about 3 AM, when the person upstairs was particularity loud. She considered going downstairs to complain at the front desk, but she didn't feel like going down 4 flights of stairs. She decided to go get a drink of water instead. She fumbled around in the darkness, trying not to disturb Cat and Jade.

To her surprise, Cat was sitting on the living room couch, facing away from Tori, obviously engulfed in doing something that Tori couldn't see.

"Cat?"

Cat didn't turn around.

Tori walked around to see what Cat was doing.

She was cutting up a shirt.

Jade's shirt.

"Cat! What are you doing?!" Tori whisper-shouted, flabbergasted.

Cat dropped the scissors and shirt, stood up, and raced down the hall into the boys' room.

"Cat! Come back here!" Tori yelled, abandoning her attempt to keep quiet as to not wake the others. Suddenly, a light flicked on in the girls' room.

"Vega! What are you doing?" Jade demanded, appearing in the doorway.

"It's Cat! I came in here and she was cutting up a shirt, and then she ran into the guys' room!"

"What are you talking about? Cat's right here!" Jade said, and Cat walked up behind her, rubbing her eyes and clutching her stuffed giraffe, Mr. Longneck. She wasn't wearing the same pajamas as she had when cutting up the shirt.

"How is this even…" Tori question, officially freaked out.

"Just go check in the guys' room," Jade said.

They walked into the boys' and flicked on the light. The boys groaned and woke up.

"What are you doing?" Beck asked.

Tori explained what she'd seen and how it was strange that Cat had been in the girls' bedroom the whole time.

"I think you're seeing things again, like with Ponnie," Andre said.

"I am not, and Ponnie was real, and I'll prove it," Tori said.

They followed her into the sitting room. Sure enough, in front of the couch lay the scissors and ruined shirt.

"Those are my special scissors!" Jade exclaimed, snatching them up. "Only Cat knows I even have them."

"But it couldn't have been Cat; she was in the bedroom…" Robbie said.

The running upstairs, which had quieted down for a short while, resumed.

"Who cares about the shirt, I don't even like it, but I am doing something about that," Jade said, stomping out of the room. The gang followed her.

"Where are you going?" Beck asked

"To complain at the front desk."

Once they arrived in the lobby, they were surprised to see it was not empty, but there was a lady at the front desk. She resembled the first, with the same snow-white skin and purplish eyes, but was older.

"Excuse me? Are you working the front desk?" Robbie asked.

Jade elbowed him. "Of course she is, she's there, isn't she?

Tori cocked her head. "Are you related to the girl who was at the front desk a few hours ago?"

"Yes, that was my little sister, Blythe. Now, how may I help you?" the lady said. Her voice didn't whistle like Blythe's did.

"There's somebody on the floor above who keep running up and down the hallway, and they've been doing it all night," Jade complained.

"Which floor are you staying on? I can contact the people staying above you and find out what's going on," the lady said helpfully.

"The fourth floor."

The woman's eyes widened and she dropped her pen.

"You're on the fourth floor?"

"Yes…"

"…There's no one above. You're on the top floor."