Mika freaked out and ran out of the room. She took the lift and kept banging her head against the wall all the time she was in it. What had happened? It all being her imagination wasn't much of a consolation as that would mean she is crazy!
The lift got to the ground floor and Mika threw herself out of it. She rushed down the stairs, almost jumped down from them all at once. She needed to get out, anywhere. Real ghost or not, this place was dangerous.
Her odd behaviour seemed to baffle Charles.
-Is there something wrong, miss?
Mika paused. She was going past the reception desk when she thought of something.
-Um, have you heard of a Cherry Loste?
The receptionist seemed intrigued. His eyes sparkled and he grinned like he had heard the most amusing thing ever.
-Have I heard of Cherry Loste? I leave in Strangetown, how can I not!
Mika walked to the desk. She was concerned. So this Cherry Loste person was real.
-Wh-what happened? Is it a Bella Goth kinda thing?
-Oh no no, much worse.
Now she was really concerned. What could it be about?
-Cherry's family were the original owners of this hotel which believe it or not, was once the most profitable thing in Strangetown. Many people had their eyes on it, but most of all the Specters.
This was not turning out good. What the voice had said was being confirmed!
-Henry Specter obtained the hotel after all of Cherry's family mysteriously died. She herself was saved, she died later in a shooting incident in the manager's room.
Mika gasped.
-She tried to kill him when she was alive?
Charles looked at her puzzled.
-Huh no, she came to the hotel with a gun and found her boyfriend cheating on her. She tried to shoot him but it backfired.
-I see, said Mika listening to the story very carefully with utmost interest.
-What is weird about this, people have reported seeing her ghost in that room. However that was years ago, it no longer happens!
-Yeah sure! said Mika without realizing she was still in front of another person.
-Huh? What do you mean?
-Er… nothing! I need to go make a phone call, so I'll be at the Town Hall, she said and dashed away. In an instant she was outside heading for the next building.
"I need to get out of here!" she thought.
She quickly got to the Town Hall. The lights were still on indicating the mayor hadn't gone home.
"Such a workaholic!"
She went for the phone, she knew the drill from the last time. However, something struck her as weird. She left the phone and looked around the space. Despite the lights being on it was awfully quiet and no one was there. She looked around trying to locate the mayor.
Mika headed for the semi-separate room that served as the office. The image she was faced with was shocking.
Behind the desks, on the floor lay the mayor. He had a deep wound on his head and blood was gushing out of it. The blood stains on the corner of the biggest desk suggested that he had hit his head there. She screamed. No way in hell was this happening!
She dashed out of the place and ran back to the hotel. She rushed past the reception desk, startling Charles and entered the lift. She had more like opened the door of it and fell on the floor, feeling too weak to stand. She was already crying. She attempted to press the button to the penthouse but she couldn't reach it from there. She didn't have enough strength.
She just gathered herself in a corner and cried, she was scared and confused at the same time.
-Can't say you didn't know.
The voice again. She couldn't take it, she really couldn't take it. She knew it was going to accuse her of doing it and it would be right. She could have done it.
-This one was an easy one. Too bad you don't have recollection of it, it was so much fun. He had stepped in the hotel several times, so hopefully that get's the point across.
Mika kept crying and ignoring the voice. She heard everything it said, but didn't talk, there was nothing she could say.
-Thank you very much for helping me. There is little I can do in this state and your assistance has been invaluable. Now I can finally restore my family's honor.
So many things she was saying, Cherry Loste. She was real after all, Charles had confirmed. No question about it. The sheriff had also said it had been a long time since they had a murder. It all started when she came. It was her causing it all. Her.