Hotel Black by Ken G. Jones

Author:Ken G. Jones
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Austin Macauley Publishers
Published: 2021-01-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Greg opened his eyes and the first thing he felt was the blinding sun and his pounding head. He squinted and tried to see around, he was in Edmund’s room and he could see Edmund lying curled up in a ball. What was he doing there? What happened last night? he wondered.

He could remember drinking wine, he could remember being locked in the wine cellar, and the ghost who had locked them inside. He could remember getting caught by his father and showing his dad and the doctor where they got the wine from. That was the last thing he remembered. Did he fall asleep in the kitchens by the wine cellar? Did his father carry him up to Edmund’s bedroom?

He wasn’t upset, in fact, he thought it was rather fun; he had never been drunk before nor he had a hangover. How exciting, he thought. He couldn’t wait to tell his classmates about it.

He remembered something about last night, Edmund sprayed blood on him. No, that could not be true, could it? Greg thought long and hard about it. Why would anyone bottle blood and put it in the wine cellar? Was it some kind of sick joke? A prank only an insane person would come up with? Did Ben and Barry know about it? It was they who picked it out, wasn’t it? It seemed like something they could have done but then again, how would they know that the bottle had blood in it?

Greg slowly slid out of his bed, he took the sheets off and saw that he was shirtless. He got on his feet and immediately regretted it. Spit filled in his mouth and he felt stomach acid in his chest and throat. Greg rushed to the bathroom which made his throbbing head fill up with more pain.

He knelt down by the toilet and held his head over it waiting for whatever came next. Greg started to feel better, he sat down next to the toilet. The dark soothed both his eyes and head.

The faucet turned on, and the sound of water pouring out filled the bathroom. Greg closed his eyes; he was not alone, was someone there with him? “It’s rude to watch people in the bathroom,” said Greg to try and break the ice in case he was not alone. The faucet turned itself off but then the faucet in the bathtub started pouring out water. Greg could not see anything in the dark, but he crawled towards where the sound came from. “I mean you no harm but I would appreciate it if I could have a couple of minutes alone,” he said and turned off the faucet.

Greg heard a weird sound, it sounded like a door opening and closing but there was only one door in the bathroom, and it was closed. The bathroom became much colder, it was like being outside during a cold winter without any clothes for warmth.

The faucet turned itself back on. Greg slid his hand across the bathtub; the bottom was filling with icy water as something was clogging the drain.

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