The room was empty, neither Marcia nor anything else was found inside. "You see, there is nothing in here. Let's just go, I hate being in a stranger's room." "But..." Pewdie had no chance. Cry pulled him back in his arms. "There are other things to do... we will return later."
Slowly they walked back to their room. It was hard for Pewdie to confess what was going on. But as they came back, Cry pushed him on his bed smiling obviously. So he decided to give up hating himself for what he was. Carefully Cry started kissing his new love. "Everything is going to be okay. Just relax. I bet it'll be fine." He went on kissing, that's why Pewdie tried to let himself go. But something felt wrong. Whatever he felt, it was no fiction- it wasn't a feeling, it was something like an awkward ...spirit. Of course, his first thought was to stop playing that many horror games. Even if he changed his way of life, wouldn't there something be missing? Pewdie just couldn't calm down. When Cry realized how bad Pewdie had felt, he became suspicious. "Hey... why are you so shy? Do you have a problem?" He nodded slowly. "What is it? You can be honest with me. Really." "You're going to think that I'm mad..." "What?" Cry started laughing out loud. "Why should I think you are crazy?" "Because I guess... I guess I saw a ghost." "You... guess you saw a ghost?" He nodded again. "Oh Pewdie... you're so cute. That's not crazy, that's just paranoid. Think of all the horror games you played. No wonder that you hallucinate. But don't worry, if there was a ghost or any other kind of monster who want to hurt you, I would beat it up and send it back to his world- wherever it came from." Now Pewdie started smiling too. This time he was the one who started kissing.
In the night, Pewdie wanted to stay with Cry, so he invited him to sleep in his room. He gave everything, but Pewdie just couldn't fall asleep. Hardly had he tempted to distract himself. It was three o'clock when he realized, that they had forget to go to Marcia. Suddenly he heard someone's steps. Who would walk through a hotels corridor at this time? Pewdie stood up and slinked to the door. He tried to give an unobtrusively look on the stranger without making him know. Of course he failed. The floor was dark and empty- like Cry's room. Two reasons for him to be afraid, even if he was way too curious. Certainly the stranger was gone. "Did he recognize me?" Pewdie whispered quietly. The given circumstances made him to follow the unknown guy to the hallway. Before he left the room, he checked up if Cry was still asleep. After that, he sneaked back to the corridor. He wasn't quite sure if his boyfriend wasn't right. Maybe he was paranoid... All at once he heard a woman's scream. Pewdie terrified. He didn't want to give a noise from his own. Slowly he followed the way, the scream came from. Again. Someone's screech. No doubt- it was Marcia.
