#MurderTrending by Gretchen McNeil

Author:Gretchen McNeil
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2018-08-15T00:00:00+00:00

DEE WASN’T SURE WHAT she’d been expecting. A wall of total darkness. A giant hulk of a prison with iron bars and walkways. Or a corridor lined with giant chain saws.

Any of those things would have been expected on Alcatraz 2.0. Instead, Dee saw just a hallway. Normal. Old-fashioned. Homey.

It was well lit with bell-shaped overhead fixtures, and doors peeled off in opposite directions every ten to twelve feet. The floor was blanketed with blue-and-gray industrial carpet and, weirdest of all, the walls were papered. White with lavender flowers.

Lilacs, maybe? Hyacinth? Dee was shitty at botany.

“Looks like my grandma’s house in Jersey.” Ethan sniffed the air. “Smells like it too. Wet newspaper and BO.”

“This seems familiar,” Dee said as she gazed down the hallway. “Like from a dream or something.”

“Your dreams suck.”

“Thanks?”

A red light flickered to life inside a domed lens at the far end of the hall, and immediately two figures stepped into view beneath it. They wore matching powder-blue dresses with white knee socks and bandit masks, and they were holding hands. The Hardy Girls.

Suddenly the weird hallway made sense. The sociopathic sister act was dressed as the ghostly Grady Girls, and they were standing in a re-creation of the Overlook Hotel from The Shining.

“We are so screwed,” Dee breathed.

“Play with us, DeeDee,” they said in singsong unison. “Forever and ever and ever.”

“Come at me, bro!” Ethan yelled, extinguisher hose in hand.

But the Hardy Girls didn’t move. Instead, Dee heard what sounded like a small engine revving in the distance. The sound got louder, closer, and two objects rounded the corner, followed immediately by two more. They looked like old-fashioned Big Wheel trikes, each with a blue plastic seat, a red body, metal handlebars, two fat wheels in the back, and a single larger one in the front. They were toys, built for a child, but no five-year-old sat in the driver’s seat. Instead, each trike seemed to pedal of its own accord by remote control as they raced down the hall toward Dee and Ethan.

“That’s it?” Ethan laughed, letting his guard down. “That’s all you’ve got?”

Dee had to admit, it did seem rather ludicrous that the Hardy Girls were sending a legion of remote-controlled kiddie toys their way, but she also knew that underestimating one of the Painiacs was the fastest way to dead. And since every single one of the cameras in the hallway had shifted its focus to the oncoming trikes, the toys had to be more dangerous than they looked.

“Stay away from them!” Dee cried, backing away.

“Why?” The big wheels were halfway down the hall, closing in fast. “They can’t hurt—”

Without warning, one of the Big Wheels veered sharply to the left and crashed headlong into the wall. At the instant of impact, the toy bike exploded. It was so violent, the hallway shook, and Dee could feel the reverberations in the air.

“Holy shit!” Ethan scampered down the hall, right on Dee’s heels. They rounded the corner and jumped up onto the counter just as a second Big Wheel misjudged the turn and crashed into the wall of lockers.

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