A/N: I'm so sorry 4 not updating sooner! Busy, busy, busy!
Chapter 7-
Lizzie tried screaming, but nothing came out.
"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie. This is what you get for interfering with other peoples business. I tried to scare you away, but you didn't listen." Cheryl said, taking yet ANOTHER puff of her cigarette.
"You didn't try to warn me! You just want to kill me!" Lizzie finally screamed.
Just then, Miranda and Gordo came running over to Lizzie and Cheryl.
"Go on Lizzie. The other groups are way ahead of you." Cheryl said calmly; too calmly.
"C'mon Lizzie. Gordo found a clue, so we have to go to the attic next." Miranda said, pulling Lizzie away from Cheryl.
"Yeah, it was an old movie reel. The old theater projected from the attic." Gordo explained.
"Oh. Yeah! Lets go." Lizzie said as they walked off.
When the gang got to the attic, they couldn't find a theater anywhere.
"Maybe you got your facts mixed up, Gordo." Lizzie suggested.
"No. I know tones about this hotel, and if the theater were anywhere else, I would have known!" Gordo argued. Miranda hit him on the head.
Then, a light flickered, and sound echoed through the attic. It was the sound of an old movie.
"Lets go!" Miranda bravely said, pulling her two friends in the direction of the movie.
"Uuhh... are you sure about this? I mean, hoe do we know its safe? And what if theres a psycho person up here?" Lizzie worried, following behind.
"You mean like me?" Cheryl asked stepping out of the shadows. "Lizzie was right. I am out to get her. And while you're u here, I may as well kill you too!"
"Cheryl, this is freaky. Please stop!" Miranda exclaimed.
"I don't think she's joking." Gordo said, pointing to the gun in her hand.
They all screamed. Only the class was on the main floor, and couldn't hear a thing.