Room 729_Episode One by Dan Ames & Dani Amore

Author:Dan Ames & Dani Amore [Ames, Dan & Amore, Dani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-08-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

My reaction was instinctive.

I stepped backwards, back into the hall, and pulled the door shut as quietly as I could. But there was still an audible click when the door shut.

I was still holding my wheeled suitcase as I turned to the right. The hallway I’d just come down was too long and straight – whoever was in the room would be able to see me if I went that way. I spun and raced, running, down the hall to the right. The silence, the emptiness of the floor terrified me.

I turned the corner to the left just as I heard the door bang open behind me.

My suitcase tipped over taking the turn and it wrenched free from my hand. I didn’t hesitate. I left if there and ran, now carrying only my laptop backpack slung over my left shoulder.

The hallway turned right again and I took it fast. I heard the sound of feet pounding down the hallway behind me. Ahead, I could see at the end of the hallway the little table and bench seat that occupied the space near the elevators. Beyond that, I could see the tops of the palm trees. No way could I wait for the elevators.

This couldn’t be happening, I told myself. This was L.A., maybe I was being punk’d or something. Maybe they were actors rehearsing a scene.

Still, I didn’t want to stop and ask until I was down in the lobby, in front of a few dozen people.

I was nearly three-quarters of the way down the hall when I heard what sounded like a muffled bark from a Chihuahua behind me. Instantly, chunks of plaster from the wall exploded next to my head. No, I definitely wasn’t being pranked, and they definitely weren’t actors. That was a bullet, and it was real.

A set of door was just in front of the space near the elevators. Stairs! I banged into them, but they stayed shut. I looked down, the handles were chained together. Fuck! I turned the corner and looked at the elevator doors. Closed. No time to wait. The running footsteps were closer. I had no choice. The top of the nearest palm tree was just a few feet from the railing. I looked down into the lobby, seven stories below. I climbed over the railing. I took one look back and saw the briefest glimpse of a man with a gun round the corner. I turned back, gathered myself and jumped. I sailed through the air and slammed into the palm tree, taking a leaf in the face that sliced through my cheek, and barely caught hold of the tree’s thin trunk. My breath left me with a whoosh. I wavered slightly, rocking back and forth on the tree. I immediately loosened my grip and started to slide down the trunk. I heard that same bark again and chunks of tree bark spat into my face. I slid down the tree, fireman style. The palm’s ridges cut into my arms and hands.

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