She smiles at him and says “Oh, usted está en un pequeño pueblo llamado Tomsonville”

“Oh you are in a little town called Tomsonville”

“She said we are in Tomsonville?” Jack says

“Tomsonville? Where the hell is Tomsonville?”

Jack shrugs his shoulders and I can’t help but laugh a little.

“Well it’s getting dark. Are we driving home tonight? Or are we finding some place to stay?”

“I think it would be safer to find a motel or something.”

I nod “Okay, lead the way” I say trying not to laugh “Just try not to get us lost”

“Very funny” Jack says and he sticks his tongue out at me. About 30 minutes later we pull up outside a small bed and breakfast and we walk inside.

“Hi, can we have one room please?” The lady behind the front desk nods and she leads us upstairs to a cute little room. We walk in and Jack lies down on the bed. I walk over to the window and I watch the snow fall for a bit.

“You know, I’ve seen this is horror movies. A cute couple checks into a deserted hotel, during a snowstorm of some sort. Throughout the night they hear all sorts of weird noises and creaks. And then out of nowhere, the lights go out and someone’s knocking at their door.”

“Jack! Stop!” I yell and I walk over and sit on the bed next to him, hugging my knees to my chest.

“Oh come on babe, it’s not going to happen. That’s just a movie!”

I roll my eyes and I lie down next to him.

“Jess, nothing is going to happen. We are only here for a night and we will get up early tomorrow morning. Okay?”

“Yeah, yeah” I mutter and I fall asleep.

3:30 AM


BOOM! BOOM! “Jack? Did you hear that?”

“It was nothing. Just go back to bed”

“No Jack. It was something!”

“Just go back to bed, Jess” Jack mutters

BOOM! BOOM! The echo of the ear-splitting "BANG" carried on for a good minute...

“Jack! Tell me you didn’t hear that one”

Jack sits up and nods “Yeah I heard that one.” He says and he throws on a sweatshirt “Stay here, I’ll be right back.”

“What? Where the hell are you going?!” I whisper

BOOM! BOOM!

“Just stay here, Jess”

“No!”

“Jess, please” Jack says and he walks over to me, cupping my cheeks in his hands. “Please, stay here. If anything was to happen to you. I would never forgive myself”

I nod “Just be careful, okay?”

“I will.” He says and he kisses my forehead and he walks out.

I hear a few more BOOMS and BANGS. I start to get a little worried, pacing back and forth.

“Jess!” I hear Jack yell. “Jess, let’s go!” He yells and I can hear him coughing. “The building’s on fire! We need to get out! Jess, where are you?”

I run over to the door “Jack! I can’t open the door!”

“Okay, stand back” He yells and he kicks the door in. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I say looking down at his ripped clothes and scratched up arms.

“Let’s get out of here. We can’t go out the front; it’s really bad over there. Maybe there’s a back door” He yells over the roar of the fire. I nod and we run to the back staircase.

“Jack! The kitchen’s on fire! We can’t go out the back door!” I yell “Jack? Jack!” I yell and I turn around and he is on his hands and knees. “Jack! What’s wrong?”

“I can’t breathe” He says, coughing.

“Here, take this and put it over your mouth” I yell and I hand him my sweatshirt. “Stay here, okay?” I run over to one of the windows and I wrap my hand in my shirt. I wind up and throw a hard punch, shattering the glass with my fist.  I look down at my cut up hand and arm, the pain finally kicking in.

“Jack!” I Yell and I run over to him. “Okay, we have a way out. I just need you to walk over to the window across the room. Okay?”

He nods and I help him up. We walk over to the window, clearing the remainder of the glass off “Okay go ahead” I yell. He lifts his legs up onto the window sill and jumps out, landing and rolling onto his back. I follow shortly behind. I walk over to a nearby tree and I lean against it, my injured arm on my lap. I close my eyes; coughing up a storm.

“Jess?”

“Hmm?”

“Jess, look at me” I hear Jack plead. I look up at him. And notice his ripped up clothes, the ash of charred remains on his face and neck, the bottom of his sweatpants are all burnt. 

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What does everyone think? It is weird? Or does this fire actually fit in the story? You tell me(:

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