Harper's Hotel Ghost Girl by Amy Cross

Author:Amy Cross [Cross, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-04-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

I blink.

Chapter Twenty-One

Suddenly I open my eyes and let out a shocked gasp.

Sitting up, I'm momentarily lost. My heart is racing and I'm sweating, and it takes a few more seconds before I realize that I'm in my bed. I was dreaming, that much I know, but all my memories of the dream have slipped away, leaving me with only the sensation of running, of being scared, of hiding and then...

Then what happened?

This is stupid.

I wipe my brow and feel sweat running down my forehead. Glancing at the clock by my bed, I see that it's already 6.01am, which means there's no point trying to get back to sleep. I rub my eyes, and I try one more time to remember the dream, and then I climb out of bed and head through to the en-suite bathroom. Once the light's on, I take a moment to start filling the sink and then I look at my reflection. I look tired, but my skin's okay this morning and that cold sore on my lip is starting to fade. Small mercies.

I lean down to the washbasin, but at the last moment I freeze. Still looking at my reflection in the mirror, I realize that my hair is dry. I reach up to double-check, but I'm right. Wasn't my hair wet a moment ago, or was that just part of the dream? For a few seconds I'm utterly confused, and it takes a real effort to jolt myself back to the here and now. I tell myself to stop being so stupid, to stay focused on getting ready.

Once I've washed my face, I slip out of my pajamas and head back through to find my uniform in the wardrobe. I still feel a little discombobulated. It's funny how a dream, even if you don't remember the details, can leave you feeling strange. Fortunately, I don't really have time to obsess over these things, so instead I quickly get dressed and then I sit on the side of the bed and start trying to fix my hair. I can see myself in the mirror on the table opposite, although after a moment my gaze shifts to the photo frame nearby. I bought that yesterday, on payday, and now I need to put a photo in. I'll do that tonight, after I've finished work. I promise.

Still feeling a little groggy and peculiar, I finish getting ready. I can't shake a really strange sensation, but I guess I must have just slept funny. Finally I open the door and step out into the corridor, and I actually feel happy about getting to work. At least work here at Harper's Hotel keeps me busy, and keeps my head from getting too crowded. Smiling, I pull the door shut and head toward the far end of the corridor, but then, after just one step, I spot something glinting on the carpet.

I crouch down and pick the object up, and it turns out to be a small, colorful enamel bin badge in the shape of a goldfish.

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