100 Floors Of Horror
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So we had arrived at the biggest, tallest and highest rated hotel in the world: The Grand Repos Hotel.
Now how the five of us, students with literally no money managed to get a room in this hotel so cheaply I have no idea- but I'm not complaining. You see we managed to get the largest room on the 100th floor,the top floor, for literally no money at all and of course we were all delighted although some of us *cough chough* Mai and Dan were slightly sceptical.
" Isn't this great!" Mason said from across the room, " Look at the view- you can see the entire city from here!"
And you really could; all the way out to the suburbs and honestly the city was stunning.
At about five pm we all met up in the central area and decided that we would go out and explore the city. We took the elevator down to the ground floor. Mai passed our key to the front desk for safekeeping. As she did the lady told us that the lifts were undergoing maintenance and will be shut off at 9 pm so if we wanted to take the elevator then we would have to be back before then; we all took mental note of this.
"So we're going to have to walk up the stairs. All the way to the 100th floor. Thanks guys!!" Was Mai's response. This was followed by everyone shouting and blaming someone else.
"Shut up!" I shouted. " Maybe we should get back to the hotel first and then ask for a room on a lower floor, I'm sure they'll understand." Everyone nodded in agreement.
However once we got back to the hotel it was deserted. No sign of employees or even people there to fix the lift. "So we're walking then?" I said quizzically.
It was responded by a mixture of yes, no, and I guess. So the five of us began to walk towards the stairs. As we did Mason made a suggestion.
"Why don't we tell horror stories to pass the time. It would help pass the time. I'll start!!"
Best ranking: 1 in Horror
22 in short story