Removing yourself from a car after you have been in that automobile over a long period of time is most of the time rather enjoying because you know you have reached the point of where it is you were going safely and now will be able to enjoy whatever it is you arrive at this place for. But for the Baudelaire's and Quigley nothing was enjoyable lately. I am sorry to say nothing would be for a long while. When the orphans looked into the future and thought of what was to come all they saw was uncertainty and more possible woe. And this feeling was permanently engraved in their mind bodies and hearts most of all.
Kit stopped the trailer short and ordered everyone to exit.
"We have arrived at our destination now when we enter the building I would like for all of you to enter quietly and don't look anybody in the eye directly. Now remember don't say a word. Do you understand me?" Kit asked in a serious tone of voice.
The orphans shook their tired and confused heads up and down and stepped out of the vehicle in silence.
If you were with the poor orphans at the time of their arrival at Hotel Denouement you would have seen a tale nearly thirteen story building that was made entirely of brick. Every large glass window was covered from the inside with a silky, shiny, curtains a little manila color. The enormous front doors were a dark oak color and had to brass handles in the middle of them.
Approaching the doors seemed, to Baudelaire's, one of the worst things that they could ever do and they were sure Quigley had the same feeling. They were each over come with a feeling of foreboding they couldn't shake. With each step they took towards the large oak doors the more they felt that something was wrong or something was going to be very wrong, and as they usually were, they were horribly right.
Kit pulled open the large doors and entered soon followed by Quigley and Sunny who had been sitting in Quigley's arm since she had fallen from the cabinet. Klaus was about to enter when he turned around to see Violet who wasn't moving much and seemed as if she didn't want to.
"Violet come on you can't stay out here." Klaus said attempting to get her to follow.
"No, Klaus, something isn't right!" she yelled keeping her eyes on the building.
"Violet nothing is right so basically we don't have a single thing to loose so come on!" he yelled after her.
She shut her mouth and followed her brother through the oak doors feeling as though she had just walked straight into a trap. But little did she know she wasn't alone in feeling this.
At the exact date and time of the arrival of the Baudelaire's to this particular hotel the place was very elegant. When the three Baudelaire's, the one Quagmire and Kit entered the hotel it was not exactly a horrible sight. The entrance hall of Hotel Denouement was a large room with an emerald green marble floor and in the dead center of the room was a check in/ check out counter. The walls were tan with a diamond pattern covering them. On opposite sides of the large room two marble staircases were positioned near the walls. Paintings were hung all over the room. Each one of them had a different person in them and a label underneath with their name.
"Now remember don't say anything to anyone." Kit said keeping her serious face on.
This was confusing because there was no one around to talk to except the woman at the desk and she seemed content with painting her nails and pooping her gum. Kit approached the woman.
"Hello Valentinia, the Baudelaire's, myself and Quigley Quagmire have arrived."
The woman looked up from her nails and stopped chewing her gum.
"Hello there children, I am Valentinia I run this place, you may call me Val! I am very excited to meet you I have heard of so much about each and every one of you!" It was plain to see that Val was just as ditzy, if not more so, as Kit. But Val had this very Valley Girl sense to her.
"Say hello children Val is one of the few people in this place that you can look in the eye and trust. I assure you Val is a very nice woman. Val would you please show these children to their rooms while I go let the rest of us know we are here."
"Of course I will, come with me children up the staircase to your right and I'll give you a grand tour of my lovely hotel."
The four children watched Kit walk up the steps to the left and disappear down the hallway. They followed Val up the staircase to the left.
"Um Val we don't mean to be rude but we are rather confused about all of this." Violet told Val looking for some answers to the questions buzzing in her head.
"Oh that's okay I'm confused all the time you'll get used to it." She answered with a dazed look in her bright Laser Blue eyes.
"Um Val, I think what Violet means is we aren't exactly sure what we are doing here, how long we'll be here, and if we're even safe here." Quigley said looking surprisingly on the verge of tears.
"Oh well I can't answer your questions now because there are too many people behind these doors that could hear." Val said pointing to all of the doors they were passing, "But I can show you the Library and the Kitchen."
At the end of the hall did two large doors resemble the doors in the front of building. But walking through them was not as dreadful as walking through the front doors.
On the other side off these doors were at least a billion books piled up on thousands of shelves. At the end of each section of shelves were leather couches the color Mahogany. The couches, if needed, could seat about six people comfortably.
Klaus' eyes lit up like a small child's on Christmas.
"It's brilliant!" he said examining the first shelf of books to the right.
"Yes it is hunny but there are a few rules to the library," Val said chewing her gum absentmindedly, "Follow me kids."
She lead them threw about ten shelves of books about twenty feet high and stopped after what seemed like an eternity of walking. They stopped right in front of an opening in circle of about fifty bookshelves they were so close together that no one could see threw even the biggest cracks.
"Now listen to me," Val said with the first serious face they had ever seen her make, "You are never, I repeat, never to go in there."
She pointed threw the small opening and into the middle of the bookshelves.
The Baudelaire's and the one Quagmire nodded their heads secretly promising to never tread into the opening. But this clutter of bookshelves opened even more questions into the orphan's heads.
"Now", Val said putting back her happy valley girl face, " Let's go to the kitchens shall we!"
Val walked threw the big oak doors to the library and down the hall. She soon stopped at another pair of large oak doors. Then Violet noticed something.
"Every last one of these pairs of doors looks exactly the same!" she thought.
And I am sorry to say she was terribly right. Not a single one of the large oak doors looked different from the one next to it and that could become quite a problem for our young orphans.
"Okay these are the kitchens and-" but Val stopped mid sentence when a small girl poked her head out of the large doors.
The doors dwarfed the girl by at least six feet. She looked about the tender age of eight. She had soft blonde curls and rather round head. Come to think of it she looked like a mini version on Val. But she was dressed in a pink dress that stopped at her knees.
On her foot she wore pink shoe boots and a darker shade of pink socks. Even the ribbons that held her braids together were pink. Actually Val was wearing all pink too. So was Kit but she wore a very dull Violet-ish color. The girl looked startled. She whispered something into Val's ear and receded back threw the doors with a small bow.
"Um it looks like I'll have to show you the kitchens later!" Val said nervously. "But right now I'll show you to your rooms. You room numbers are 123,124,125, and 126. They are just down the hall. Bye for now Baudelaire's and Quagmire."
And with that she scurried down the hall in the opposite direction.