I'm terribly sorry for the wait! This chapter is dedicated to Fairytale Love and Chocolate, Sylkia, joyce2474, CutesyBunny, you-make-me-go-asdfghjkl, Fangirl-Of-Awesome, DaryCandy, Jeremy Shane, Caralynne, PerfectlyImperfectGirl, Red Velvet is love, k drama queen, and what do u need me 4! You're all so sweet!

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

A land of sight, sound, and mind…

…Of things and ideas.

A word beyond our own.

You've just stumbled into…

The Twilight zone.

*television static*

"Did…did you guys hear that?" Tori asked nervously.

"It was probably just Leroy," Beck reassured, even though he wasn't confident that it really had been.

"That sounded like a girl, though," Andre said.

"Was it you, Kitty Cat? It sounded like you," Robbie asked Cat.

Cat shook her head.

"You know what, guys? It's late and we're tired. It was probably just a stair squeaking or something," Beck said.

The gang nodded. Maybe they were just jumping to ridiculous conclusions.

Even so, they walked uneasily down the hallway, and when they got to their room, they locked the door.

They tried to forget about Tori seeing Cat, the footsteps on the roof, and tried to concentrate only on how fun their road trip would be - after they left the Black Pine Manor once and for all – as they drifted off to sleep.

They awoke to someone yelling so loudly in the lobby that they could hear it all the way on the fourth floor.

"This ISN'T happening!" a girl shrieked. It took a moment before they realized it was just Blythe, her voice accompanied by eerie whistles. Even though they knew it was just because of her tooth gap, it added such a creepy element to her voice; when she yelled it sounded almost like the ghost of her voice.

"That girl better stop yelling or I'll make her stop," Jade grumbled, sitting up in bed.

The other guests, as few and far between as they were, must have agreed, because all over the hotel, footsteps and voices could be heard.

The shocked voices of other guests could be heard resounding around the hotel as well.

"I guess we should go see what it is," Tori said, reluctantly climbing out of bed.

The boys must have had the same idea, because they were coming out of their bedroom at the same time, and the group walked down to the lobby together.

It seemed that every guest was in the lobby, from the senior citizens to the man who blamed Cat for splashing water on him to the guests they hadn't even known were there. Everyone was crowded around the front entry way.

Unbelievably, there was snow up to people's foreheads piled in front of it.

"We're in Utah, and it's April. Is this even possible?" Andre asked.

"Do you realize what this means? We're trapped here," Jade said.

And it did. No one could leave – the snow was too high to climb over and the locks were frozen shut.

"Are there any other exits?" a middle-aged woman asked Blythe.

"There's a back door, but that one has snow up to the top, too," Blythe answered.

"Guys, maybe the footsteps we heard was just snow falling," Robbie suggested.

"But when we were here last night, there wasn't any snow," Cat reminded him.

And it was true. When they had come to the lobby to complain about the footsteps, there hadn't been so much as a single snowflake or flurry. The snow had appeared so quickly; there was no natural way that this much snow could appear in less than 6 hours.

"But what about – oh my gosh, look over there!" Tori started, interrupting herself and pointing at the other side of the room.

Sitting in an old fashioned arm chair covered in grime, holding a well-loved copy of a novel called A Cold Day in Spring, was Cat.

She was sitting dead still, not even blinking. She wasn't even glancing at her book. She was staring directly ahead of her, at nothing in particular.

There was no denying it – that girl was Cat, but in a way that was so creepy it wasn't even funny. Her brown eyes didn't twinkle like Cat's; instead, they were flat and looked almost painted on her too-pale skin. Creepiest of all, there was something about her that nearly blended in with her chair, the book, and the wall. Only her smile had made Tori even notice that she was there.

Her peculiar grin was etched on her face that could rival the Cheshire cat's.

The gang looked back and forth wildly between Cat and the girl in the chair. Cat looked as if someone had smacked her and she was just staring in shocked silence.

"Everybody calm down. Haven't you ever heard that 5 people, on average, look very similar to you?" Robbie said.

"Yeah, but her hair…don't you think it's a bit of coincidence that this girl also dyed her hair the same color? And they're wearing similar clothing?" Andre said.

"Cat…isn't your favorite book called A Cold Day in Spring?"

Cat nodded, wide-eyed. "It looks just like that, too. The corner of the cover is missing and everything."

"We should go talk to her," Beck said, and they slowly approached her.

The girl's eyes snapped in their direction as they got within ten feet of her. Her grin seemed to widen. She stood up, dropped the book, and walked quickly out of the lobby into the dining room.

The sound of glass breaking could be heard in the distance.