THE HAUNTED HOTEL

THE HAUNTED HOTEL(jo) HAUNTED HOTEL

Cookie, noticing that Tommy’s brother Chuck was slowing down, looked out the car window and asked, Are we here?

Here where? All I see is the road, Daisy the penguin added, as she looked out the other window.

Sorry dudes, but I think I’ve to stop for the night and let the old tanker get its rest. it's beginning to overheat, Chuck answered them.

Oh great, I knew that we should’ve gone with Miss Peggy. we would’ve been at the CD park by now, Sammy the turtle mumbled.

Don’t worry about it Sammy my boy, we’ll be riding those waves in no time. We’ll just spend the night in that hotel and hit the road early in the morning, Chuck stated.

What hotel? Tommy asked.

Chuck pointed to a sign that read HOTEL HAVENS NEXT EXIT.

A few minutes later he pulled up to the hotels driveway. The hairs on Cookie’s neck stood up as she looked out the window and saw that the hotel was set back from the road surrounded by some over grown trees. Why do I get a funny feeling that we shouldn’t stay here? she thought to herself as she got out of the car and collected their bags and they made their way towards the main lobby of the hotel.

Why hello and welcome to Hotel Havens, a voice called out of nowhere. The gang turned around and spotted the desk clerk standing behind a big oak desk. How can I help you on this fine night? He smiled.

Oh hi, our car began to overheat so we decided to get a room for the night, Chuck explained.

Excellent, we only have one room left. let me get all your information, then I’ll give you the key and then you’ll be all set.

Okay. why don’t you guys go put our bags in the room and unpack. I’m going to see if they’ve a diner or something open and pick up dinner, Chuck said, then gave Tommy their key and added, Try not to trash the place. I’ll be back in a few minutes.

When they got in the room and put their stuff away Tommy jumped on the bed and picked up the remote and turned on the TV. Greetings and welcome to spook TV, a ghostly looking announcer said. I’m glad that you’ve chosen to turn in. I hope that you’re all ready for a real ghostly time! Then he reached out his arms through the set.

Holy crap! Tommy cried out before he tried to turn off the TV. But it wouldn’t turn off. The ghostly announcer just returned back inside the TV and laughed. Foolish kids! you should’ve run while you still had the chance to escape. But now that you’ve checked in be sure that you won’t be checking out! Enjoy your stay here with us because it will last for eternity! Then he vanished from the screen.

For a moment none of them spoke, they just stared at the TV in total shock.

Someone please tell me that was just some sort of hotel humor, Sammy mumbled.

Dude, of course it was, there’s no way that was real! I bet that-- The ringing of the phone interrupted Tommy’s answer.

Vicky the dragonfly went over to the phone and picked it up. Hello?
Listen carefully, a whispery voice on the other line said. my name is Mo Robby. Everyone in this hotel except for you and your friends are ghosts who want to turn you into ones too so you will join them. I can help you escape, but you must do what I say. whatever you do, don’t go to sleep and go to room—

What! Wait hello? What room hello? Vicky yelled into the phone. She listened for a few more seconds before she hung it up.

Vicky who was on the phone and why do you look so scared? Daisy asked.

I don’t know, they sounded like they had a bad cold or something. All I understood was their name was Mo something and that we are all in some sort of danger cause this hotel is full of evil ghosts and they will turn us into ones if we don’t leave.

What!?

But he said that he’d help us. he was telling what room number he was in but the line went dead, Vicky shrugged.

I knew it, I knew it, we should’ve gone with Miss Peggy, and now we’re going to be murdered and stuck in this dumb hotel forever! Sammy cried out.

Whoa Sammy. let us know when you’re done freaking out so we can go find Chuck and get out of here, Tommy frowned.

Yah, he should’ve been back by now, Cookie agreed.

What if they already turned him into one? Then what?

Sammy please stop acting like a total basket case and let’s go, Tommy sighed. I’m going to prove to you that there’s no such things as ghosts, someone’s just messing with us.

They walked into the hall and towards the elevator and just as the doors were going to open they spotted a foggy cloud slowly moving in their direction. What’s that? Vicky asked. And before any of them could answer her the cloud turned into a big mean looking boar who was dressed as a janitor with blackened eyes.

Hey where do you kids think you’re going, isn’t it past your bed time? Why don’t I take you back to your rooms he laughed.

Umm, that’s okay, I think we can find it ourselves, Cookie yelled over her shoulder as she and the rest of the gang started running towards the fire door exit and down the flight of stairs.

Okay Tommy, tell me again how there’s no such thing as ghosts, Sammy smirked, once they reached the main lobby. Tommy was about to answer him when he heard someone callout his name.

Hey what are you guys doing down here? I thought I told you to wait in the room, Chuck answered.

Chuck? Where have you been? Tommy frowned.

I’ve been walking around this dumb hotel looking for someone to tell me where the dining room is, but I can’t find anyone. it feels like they all suddenly disappeared or something. I can’t even find the stupid desk clerk so he can unlock the front door Chuck answered. Then after hearing what Tommy and the others told him about all the weird things that happened while he was gone he added, Well then I guess our only way of getting out of here is by finding this Mo guy and have him tell us what’s really going on around here.

Soon afterwards they started checking all the rooms. Hey check this out, Chuck said, pointing to a name plate that was on the penthouse door. Isn’t that the last name of the dude who you talked to? he asked Vicky.

Yah, I bet this was the room that he wanted us to go to she answered.

When they went inside the room Sammy went straight towards the phone and picked it up. Sammy who are you calling? Daisy asked.

Who do you think? the cops!

Oh right, and what are you going to tell them? Help, I’m trapped inside a haunted hotel, please come and rescue me. They’ll think you’re nuts, Tommy smirked.

Hey listen to this, Cookie said, picking up a bunch of papers and reading them. These are all stories about the hotel and the Pole family. They used to own this place until a bunch of unexplainable strange things and deaths happened that led for it to be closed down.

Oh wow! Let me see that, Vicky told her, and before she could re-read it Daisy let out a horrifying scream.

What?

The walls are bleeding!

They looked at the walls with confused and scared looks on their faces as the blood droppings slowly started to spell out the words GET OUT!

Well why are you just standing there? you can read! Chuck cried out.

Okay someone tell me what just happened back there? Chuck asked, once they reached the main lobby.

I don’t know, maybe the ghosts of who once lived there were trying to warn us about something, Vicky shrugged.

Yah maybe. come on, we’ve many more rooms to search, he answered.

When they reached the game room they found the creepy desk clerk playing some kind of game.

Well it took you guys long enough!

You? But why didn’t you just tell us who you were when we first checked in? Cookie frowned.

And before he could get a chance to answer a voice from behind them said,
That’s because he’s not Mo Pole! He only wants you to think that he is.
They all turned around and saw a small sad looking pup with sunken eyes standing by the doorway staring at them.

Don’t be foolish Mo, just go away and let me have some fun with our guests. I promise to play nice, nice! The desk clerk laughed.

Once they were in the hallway Tommy said, Okay Mo, we've had enough of this place. tell us how we can get out of here. Just give us the key so we can leave.

Sorry, I wish that I could, but I don’t have it, Mo sadly answered.

What! You’re kidding right? Didn’t you tell Vicky that you were going to help us find a way out? Cookie asked him. why did you ask for us to find you if you can’t help us out of here? she added.

My great, great grandfather built this hotel, but from the beginning it was cursed. He died inside the penthouse from some sort of freak accident then soon afterwards every single one of my family died the same way inside this hotel. Their ghosts came back to take over when someone checks in.

But how come you’re not like them? why did you choose to help us? Vicky asked.

Because I’ve been trapped in here for a very long time. every time that I’ve tried to help someone escape some other ghost beats me to it. I just figure that one day I’d be the one who beats them and by helping them then I‘ll be freed to cross over, Mo shrugged.

But how? You don’t even have the keys to open the door, Daisy asked.

In a few minutes it’ll be check out time and the door will open on its own. No one has ever figured out how to fix it from not happening.

Well it’s worth a shot. this could be our only chance, Chuck told them. we just have to keep our fingers crossed and hope that it’ll work. Okay here’s the plan... as soon as the clock hits twelve we all run as fast as we can and rush out the door and don’t stop running no matter what until we reach the car, Chuck instructed. he then looked at his watch and started the count down.

Okay it's time! go!

They all ran as fast as they could towards the door and pushed it as hard as they could.

Yes we did it! We’re out! They cried, before running off towards Chuck’s car. And before Cookie jumped inside the car she looked over towards the hotel and saw that Mo sadly was staring at them through the window waving good bye.

Wow! I can’t believe that we made it out of there all in one piece, Daisy sighed.

Yah, but I kinda feel sorry for Mo. can you imagine being trapped there for years and never knowing if you’ll ever be set free? Vicky added.

I don’t even want to think about it. Chuck, do you think we’ll be able to make it the rest of the way without any more pit stops? Tommy asked.

Huh? What pit stops? We should be hitting the park in a few minutes. that must’ve been some dream that you all shared, because you all have been talking in your sleep about some dude named Mo and trying to escape the ghost from the hotel. I’ve heard about friends sharing dreams but this one was a whopper! Chuck laughed.

They all just looked at each other in total disbelief.

Was it all just a dream? No it couldn’t have been, could it?


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