Trip To Nowhere...

'Good morning America! Happy weekend to you all. The morning is a beautiful one. There are a lot of fun things to do in summer so get your asses up and get active. Till then, have a splendid weekend'.

'Get your asses up and get active?, while our asses were down and we were very active. That radio presenter needs to be fired'. I said to my husband.

'Why do you think so darling?'. 'Well, that was a public use of a vile word', I said shrugging. ' C'mon babe, just because he said one morally low word on air doesn't mean he should be fired, why are we even talking about this, let's talk about something fun'.

'No, last time we went on a trip and you brought up fun as an idea, I slept through the whole journey, so no, I'd pass'.

'Okay, how about we talk about all the fun things we'd do when we arrive at our destination?'.

We were going to a place I don't know. He said it was a surprise and so I was in the dark. 'How am I supposed to know what I'd be doing when I don't even know where I'm going'. 'Fine, I'd give you a little Intel. It's a very beautiful place, there would be lots of greens and flowers, trees, just name it'.

'That sounds interesting, but I won't say anything till we get there'.

^pixabay

We kept driving in silence, not total silence though because the radio station was still on. The car was moving until the tyres started screeching. It seems like we stepped on a nail because the car was making a sound. Rick, my husband, jolted to an abrupt stop. He went out to see what happened.

'Babe, what's wrong?'.

'Umm, the tyre has gone bad. We can't continue'...

I turned around to observe the area. There was a hotel close by. The area seemed deserted. No one was around. The hotel looked so old and cranky, it looked like it didn't even have a manger.

'So, where are we going to stay?, let's go in there and check if anyone could be of help'. 'Good idea, but that place looks creepy and deserted'. 'Well we have no other option!. I said. My pupils increased. I was already getting agitated. He started walking towards the hotel and I walked behind him. 'World tech hotel? It looks more like an archaic hotel, an antique hotel would have been a preferable name'. 'Oh puliz, stop being so dramatic, we're here to find help and not criticize'. I rolled my eyes as I took the lead. We got into the hotel. 'OM freaking G, it looked like heaven in there'. We saw a desk that looked like it was occupied by a receptionist. 'Hello!, hello!, anyone here'. The place looked like no one had visited in years, while I wasn't surprised judging from the location of the hotel. A lady descended the stairs. She was a brunette, very pretty one. 'Hello, how may I help you, would you like to book a room?'.

'No, we won't be needing that. Our tyre got bad and we were wondering if we could..' She cut me short

'We have no such devices. I could call you an uber but it would be arriving tomorrow. So what's it going to be?.

My husband looked at me and shrugged. We really had no other option. 'Okay, we'd take a room'.

'Are you two a couple?'. 'Yes, we are'.

We got a room and settled in. As we were unpacking, a bottle rolled into our room from nowhere. It rolled and stopped. We looked at each other and looked back at the bottle. There was a label on the bottle. It read 'open me'. With trembling hands, Rick opened it. The heading was rules. It had two rules on it. One, welcome to the hotel, make yourself comfortable.

Two, there is no going out unless everyone else in the hotel is no longer breathing. 'Holup! No longer breathing. As in dead?. I looked at Rick once again. 'Rick, we need to get out of here!'. We tried getting out of the door. As we opened the door and stepped out, we got into a room and the room happened to be the room we just left. We were stuck! We tried calling the police but there was no signal. Our trip led us to a creepy hotel where we were now trapped in a room with nothing to do, turning back to approach the door again, we both got knocked out by a strange blow from nowhere.