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The Haunted Hotel
By: jamesgames Date: October 20, 2015, 6:30 pm
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Unarmed, Harley enters the hotel. Upon entrance, cobwebs stick
to him. The floorboards creak every step he takes. Is that blood
on the floor? Harley shivers. Harley wished he had never joined
that Truth or Dare game. It's the worst month of the year to
play Truth or Dare.
They knew the mental impact darkness had on Harley. It made him
lose awareness of reality. Hallucinations, outbursts, countless
of horrible things - all because darkness steals his sanity like
a bank robber. His friends just had to make him venture into
this eerie hotel.
To his relief, Harley finds a lantern, but he also finds
something else - a dead body! Was this actually haunted? This
lantern may protect his sanity, but not from the monsters. What
would he do?
As Harley is pondering this, he fails to notice a hulking pale
dog with crimson eyes. Before he can count to three, the dog is
on him, mercilessly attacking him.
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Re: The Haunted Hotel
By: Radder Date: December 18, 2015, 12:57 pm
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Harley had lived in an empty house for four years, from age
eleven to almost sixteen. There was constantly something
happening. Doors flying open and shut, voices, footsteps.
Nothing ever stayed where you put it. He was alone there a lot
because both his parents worked and he was constantly terrified.
This is why he didn't like this haunted house any better, and
especially not the friendly dog who had an odd way of displaying
its kindness - with its claws.
One of the most disturbing things in the haunted house was the
girl who looked like Harry Potter in the bathroom. Every time
Harley walked past the bathroom door, he saw the creepy girl.
She just stood there, staring, looking like a photograph from
1905. He started keeping the door closed so he could walk by
without seeing her, but she was always there when he opened it.
Once Harley stepped in past her, he couldn't see her anymore but
could feel her there. She scared him, but Harley felt really
sorry for her because she was trapped there, just like him, but
probably forever.
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Re: The Haunted Hotel
By: Eileen MDW Date: December 20, 2015, 10:04 pm
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This time, in the gloomy, gloomy, bathroom, Harley hears the
Potter girl talking.
"Who am I?" She says. "I am your mother's sister. Did she not
mention me and how I died young? What a shame." She sounds as if
she was talking directly to Harley. Chills rush up his spine.
"My name is of no importance. You may call me the Snow Queen. I
am ruler of winter gales and snowstorms. I trace the frost
across your windowpanes and freeze the water deep into the
ground. Your mother could have ruled beside me, you know." She
says, more softly. "We were twins - destined to guard this
empire. To remain strong. But then a human stumbled into our
realm." Her voice grows threatening. "He was half frozen to
death. I said let him die, but your mother insisted on taking
him in. She spent every waking moment by his side. Even when she
was supposed to be asleep, she could be found with him, talking
to him, reading him stories. She nursed him back to health. She
had fallen in love, and soon enough, so had he." She says this
last line scornfully, her voice sharp as icicles. "When it was
time for him to leave, she went with him. I tried to stop her,
believe me, but it was too late. She had taken our heart - our
shared heart! I stupidly killed myself, my lost piece of heart
also my motivation to live. But I intend to get it back."
She shimmers back into Harley's sights, smiles at him evilly and
slices her hands through the air. A blade of ice forms at her
fingertips. Realization dawns on Harley painfully slowly, and he
scrambles backwards. He hits a wall at the back of the room. The
Snow Queen had not slowed, merely matched his frantic scrambling
with her steady strides. Harley is completely trapped.
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