Please r&r. Nothing mean unless you wanna have Kratos beating you up. Sorry for the small chapter.
As Kratos wakes up he finds himself in a hotel he didn't remember going to. He couldn't even remember what he did last night and who he was with. This made Kratos angry and frustrated. Two this Kratos should never be. All he did was break the things in the hotel room. He broke the couch. He broke the bed. He broke the stove because of his horrible cooking skills. Oh well...
After he was done barfing and breaking anything he could get his hands on he goes over to the door and opens it. He looks up and down the hall way. No one. Maybe it was a deserted hotel? No why would he be there then? WHY WAS HE EVEN HERE? These things made Kratos more angry and frustrated so he broke the door. The door was now in half and the damage to the hotel room was way more than Kratos would be willing to pay for. He walks down the hallway looking for signs of life and waiting for his memory to come back.
After a while Kratos started to remember why he was in Toronto. He had to find the land of Teletubies. So that he could get back to whatever time he came from. He was starting to remember last night. There was a bar and Ares carried him hotel... Erm that's as far as he wants to remember because you never know how nasty it could get...
ANYWAYS.
As Kratos gets to the elevator he pushes the button. The little light didn't show up. He pushes it again. No light. Later he finds himself pushing the button like a frenzied beast.
DING