Chapter 6- In which the reader is trapped in the back of an old, dusty, beaten car heading toward no particular destination

There are certain moments in your life when all you want to do is exist. That's

just what the Baudelaire siblings did. Not a word was exchanged as Violet recklessly

drove, without an intended destination. This mutual silence gave the siblings time to

think.

"I hope that at Hotel Denouement, this nightmare will all be over," Klaus prayed.

"I wonder if we will meet someone at the hotel that can help us end this

adventure," Violet wondered.

"It would be nice if –" Sunny's thought was cut short by I sudden jolt in the road

and the siblings' attention was rudely reeled back to the drive.

The trip to nowhere in particular was a monotonous routine of rough roads and a

sudden jerk backward. After five hours of this driving, Violet's hands began to ache,

throbbing in pain. She tried to drive it out of her mind, but to no avail. Klaus was

starting to become irritable and a snarl was pasted on his face, baiting someone to

tempt him. Sunny's stomach growled and all three Baudelaires were reminded of their

hunger. Suddenly, the road began to smooth out, and Klaus cheered. This meant they

were closer to a community, and where there was life, there must be food, Violet

reasoned – and perhaps a hairdryer as well.

In about half an hour, the Baudelaires' grim expression reversed itself into one of

delight. A small, but nevertheless clean and apparently respectable town, appeared

about a half a mile away. The beaten car approached the city and Violet steered

toward the outskirts and parked it away from the road. Violet, Klaus, and Sunny climbed

out of the automobile, eager to stretch their legs and looked at the community.

"Well, here we are," Violet stated.

"Yes, perhaps Hotel Denouement is situated here," Klaus said hopefully.

"Food!" Sunny exclaimed. "There will be food, won't there?"