Here's chapter four. I hope it's enjoyable so far!
Everything in my mind had gone blank. I wasn't sure how long it had been. It was like when you go to sleep. You can't remember when you go to sleep and you aren't sure how long it's been, either. I woke up. My eyes had to adjust to the light. Once my vision came into focus, I realized I was on the floor somewhere. I was laying on a carpet. Then I recognized this room as the hotel room. We were back in the hotel room.
I looked over at the other side of the room. Tim and Eric had just gotten up. We all sat on the floor of the bedroom, looking at each other. We were all confused. What had happened? " We're back in the room," Tim said. " What's going on?" I sjhook my head. This was getting really weird. Eric got up off the floor and looked around. The room was the same as it was when we left. The ouija board was on the floor in the corner, our suitcases were half unpacked. Each of us stood up. We had really gone into that place, though. David was gone. It was just the three of us now. Eric started limping over to the front door. Looking through the peephole, he noticed a janitor sweeping the hallway. The no exit sign was gone and everything seemed like it was back to normal. All three of us crowded around at the door. We all pounded on the door at once. " Help us!" we screamed. " Get us out of here, we're stuck in this room!" The janitor didn't so much as glance up at the door, he just kept going down the hallway.
" No!" Tim grunted, slamming his fist against the door. " This is impossible!" I looked at the bottom of the door. There was a note slipped under the crack. " Hey, look at this!" I explained. I picked up the note. Tim and Eric huddled around me while I read the note out loud. " They never noticed." " What does all of this mean?" Eric asked. " This is just getting too weird! We need to get out of here!" Tim looked out the peephole again. " Guys!" he explained. " The janitor's coming back!" We all huddled around the peephole again. We noticed something new on the wall. There was a red line like a talley mark written on the wall across from the door. The janitor didn't seem to notice. He looked up at the door for a second as Eric pounded on it. " Help us!"
The janitor hmmed as our friend, Allison walked up to him. She was staying in the hotel room 219 next to us. She was on the fieldtrip, too. " What's the matter, sir?' she asked the janitor. The janitor shrugged. " I don't know, I thought I heard some strange noises coming from this room." " You're darn right about that!" Tim grunted. We all started pounding on the door again. Allison looked up at the door. " Some of my friends are staying in this room," she said. " I could try calling them from my room." The janitor sighed. " Okay, you can try." Both of them walked down the hallway in seperate directions. Eric sighed. " We're in luck!" Tim said. " Allison's calling us from her room!" " The phone doesn't work," I said. Tim sighed along with Eric. There was no way out of this horrible world.
We all suddenly heard chatter in the room that joined with ours. " Maybe we can get the to notice us," Eric suggested. " This is the only other oppurtunnity we have to get out of this room." Tim and I nodded. We all went up to the door and opened it. The door for room 217 was closed. I tried the other door. It was locked. " Darn!" Tim yelled. " They're the only ones that can open the door." Eric once again tried banging on the door to get their attention, but it obviously didn't work. Suddenly, an idea came to my mind. " I've got it!" I explained. " What?" Tim asked. I ran over to the nightstand between the two beds and took a piece of paper from the notepad. I took a pen and wrote, " HELP US!" in capitol letters. Afterwards, I wripped off the piece of paper and slipped in under the door crack to room 217.
" You're so smart!" Eric explained. " They'll have to notice us now!" The phone suddenly rang. For a moment, the three of us stood still. We were confused on how the phone didn't work when we tried using it, but it was ringing now. " Allison!" I explained. The three of us ran to the phone. Eric picked it up. " Hello? Allison?" After a beat or two, a voice came on the other line. " Help me!" The line was suddenly cut and a strange ghostly sound filled the receiver as the line went dead. Eric hung up the phone. He was shaking. " What the...?" He was too scared to speak. " What was that, huh?" Tim and I didn't have an answer. Eric got up and entered the bathroom, crunching over the broken coke bottle. We followed him in.
The hole had gotten bigger since we had seen it last. A weird echoing creature sound was echoing through the tunnel inside the hole. " It's bigger," I explained. " The hole's bigger." Eric was already ducking his head inside the hole. " It's still dark," hesaid. " You can't see anything." Tim and I examined the hole with him. A pipe was sticking out in the middle of the hole now. I tugged on the pipe and pulled it out. " Now we have two weapons," I told thm. " A piece of glass and a steel pipe." The others nodded as we all looked in the hole again. " I'll go first," Eric said, looking at the two of us. He crawled in. I went second and Tim ended up being last again. There seemed to be roots growing from the tp of the tunnel we were crawling through. We were crawling through dirst. It was really strange how there was dirst in a tunnel that lead to a hotel.
I was still holding the steel pipe and Eric was still holding the piece of glass. Tim didn't have any weapons, but I was sure that he would find something once we got to wherever the tunnel lead. Something made us believe that the tunnel lead to a different place this time. It might actually be a way out this time.