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Insane Trip – Hollow Hostel – Part two

He screamed so hard as the pain was increasing, almost making him to fade and pass out but, somehow, he managed to stay focused and in a split of a second, more from instinct at that moment, he banged his back into the concrete wall. One, two, three times! The creature was holding on but he could actually feel it was letting him go, slowly. Four, five, six! His elbows started to bleed from the bruises but from all that adrenaline he didn’t noticed. He tries again, banging by the concrete wall and cursing in the same time: „Come on, you fuck!”
The dog was visibly shaken from all those encounters with the wall and on a last attempt to smash it once more, he loses the loot and falls on the floor like a piece of dead meat.

– Have to get out of here! This thing might get up sooner than later.

He grabbed the railing and limped downstairs increasing the pace with each step he took, feeling in the same time that his knee was failing to cooperate. When he had a few stairs until the forth floor, he heard a noise coming from the upper staircase. He panicked and he missed one step, falling on the ground. Excruciating pain coming from his knee, made him think at the dog he left behind. The pain was unbearable and it could easily compete with the one he felt earlier if such a contest was held. He could barely get up and he was doing superhumanly efforts to at least get in a safe place. The creature, still dizzy from the treatment, climbed down the stairs slowly but with the same madness in his eyes.
He scanned the area around, saw a partially opened door from room 405 and tried to crawl towards it. The dog made progress on the stairs and it was pretty close to him when he understood that his plan will not succeed. He was ready to fight the creature again although this time he had a handicap, but the dog was also weakened. The creature caught him off guard somehow and jumped towards him once more, as if it was the last effort of killing him! His eyes were closed at the moment the dog decided to attack him because he didn’t wanted to assist or see his own death. He was prepared to let go and move away from this nightmare, hoping that everything is just a dream and he could actually wake up and turn the iPod’s volume a little bit lower.
But just when he felt the dog’s breath, a pretty close gun shot sound woke him up.

– Whew! You had luck there, mister! These dogs are pretty dangerous, how did you managed to take care of it without any guns?
– Wh…who are you?
– Well my name is not important now, cowboy. We need to get you somewhere safe and take care of those wounds. And the hallway is nowhere near safe. Here, let me help you to get up.
– Thanks, but please be careful because it hurts like hell!
– OK, put your hand over my neck and don’t scream. There are many things you could wake up if you do!

They went inside room 405 and close the door behind them. The lights were turned on. He was in a really bad shape from the dog’s bite, he lost a pretty good amount of blood and his knee didn’t looked so well either.

– I’m Emina, by the way! What’s your name?
– Danny. Nice to meet you!

Emina was a beautiful young girl, probably around 22-23 years old, judging by her perfectly tanned and unwrinkled skin. She had long, curled red hair and a great shaped body with a cleavage so generous, that it would turn every man’s head on the streets.

– I am clearly dreaming now! He said.
– What’s wrong, Danny?
– Ermm…nothing! Don’t mind me, I am still shocked by what happened, says Danny, avoiding an embarrassing moment.

She noticed, however, that he was attracted by her looks and continued the conversation:
– You like these babies, huh? said Emina, touching her boobs lascivious.
– Erm… Yeah, they are awesome! said Danny, visible embarrassed by the situation.
– Well, keep your focus straight, mister! We need to fix you fast if we don’t want to get caught by the Hounds.
– The who!? says Danny.
– No time to explain now. Sit down and hold still so I can patch your back for good. It doesn’t look too great!

While she was behind him, he turned and looked at her. He was attracted by her from the moment they encountered and she shared the same sentiment. They clicked and next time you know, they kissed! A long, soft and juicy kiss!
The light blinked for a few seconds, interrupting this romantic moment. He panicked and stopped! The room 405 had a door that led in a somewhat big hall room – like a ball or dinner room. The light blinked once more and he jumped from its chair, like he was ready to go.

– It happens a lot, here. I once had no electricity for a few days! Good thing that I had my flashlights charged, said Emina, although she was only trying to make him feel better.

The light went out for good on a third try and he could actually feel all the horror gathering inside the room.

– Stick close to me and don’t make a sound! said Emina, looking inside her bag for those flashlights.
– OK, but hurry up with the light, please!

While she was trying to find a way to illuminate the room faster, the door leading to the ball room, opened slowly with a squeaky and long noise. They froze! The tension was building up until at a point where they were unable to move since they didn’t knew what is going on, or who opened the door.

– Emina? he whispered slowly!
– Eminaa? a second whisper!
– Eminaaaaaaaa?!

To be continued.


Insane Trip – Hollow hostel – Part one

And he wasn’t doing anything really, just lived the life how it was. It took every part of it and destroying it, trying to understand the meaning of it. It was hard, he knew that. But at least he was making its way out of the ordinary. Not with his appearance, because frankly, he never wanted to be in the spotlight, but rather with his own mind. Many people saw him as a good and humble person and he had a power to make them follow.

Sleepless from last night, he woke up mainly because the iPod was too loud. Not a good way to start the morning after such a night. „What am I doing here? Why do I keep waking up in this dream?”, he said.

*Knock knock knock* – someone was at the door, waiting.

– Who’s there?, he said, a bit scared than anything else.

– Come on, wake up and let’s go!

When he opened the door, no one was there, nothing. He rushed to its right and hovered over the balcony; the building door was closed. No one went outside of the building.

– I must go insane! What the fuck was that? Need to fully wake up, I think.

He closed the door behind him and started to take his clothes off, throwing them wherever they landed. He didn’t cared at that time. Opened the bathroom door and turned the faucet to its left. The shower went sprinkling like a mad man on his whole body, with nothing else than cold water. He didn’t feel it. Tried to reach the shampoo on his right but couldn’t. He opened his eyes and finally grabbed it but when he tried to pour it in its palm, tiny spiders dropped from the shampoo container. He got scared and shook his hand quickly, but when he looked down trying to detect them, he realized that the shampoo was all over the floor.

– Well that’s something interesting. Maybe this is a nightmare from which I can’t wake up.

After this shocking therapy, the cold water started to make its way, invading its pores. This time he really felt it and within a matter of seconds he switched to hot water but it was in vain. He could not feel the hot water even though it was turned on. He felt the cold water, the chill, the goosebumps, but he was unable to feel the heat. He tried to switch it back and forth, cursing in the same time.

– Damn repair man, I told him this piece of shit is not working.

But it wasn’t the repair man’s fault. A punch into the faucet and the water started to transform into blood. Scared, he tried to get out of the bathroom but he slipped on the shampoo which was „glued” on the floor and the water wasn’t helping. He managed to get on his knees and ran outside. He immediately realized that the light from its room went out and when he tried to switch it on, the power switch was nonexistent. He started to scream but no one could have heard him. He was all alone in the hostel. No one was checked in and he was at the fifth floor. His body started to shiver and the hair from its back was tingling. He was getting nervous and scared. Using his senses and orientation he managed to take some clothes from the closet and put them on.

Blindfolded by the darkness, he tried to pull the curtains from the windows but there were no windows. The room started to transform and he managed to see the light pouring in from the key hole like a savior. Rushed through it and slipped again, this time on the blood that was trying to make its way out of the bathroom. In that momentum, he grabbed the door knob and landed on his left knee almost crushing it. He felt some bones breaking but there was no time to grieve.  Somehow, he managed to get out of that room but the light on the hallway was dimmed.

– At least here I can see something. What the fuck just happened in that room?

He checked his left knee and realized that he was unable to run. He turns his head to the right, he sees the staircase and the opportunity to run from this nightmare. He then turns left where the light wasn’t on, because he could hear a growling. Its heartbeat starts to increase its pace, almost ripped his chest open by the feel of terror. He freezes. From that corner of the hallway he could distinguish two small sparkling eyes. Growling and mumbling, these two eyes were coming closer and closer but he couldn’t move. He could barely see what’s hidden in that darkest corner but he tried to focus harder and after a while he was able to distinguish a shape. When the creature was near he realized it is actually a bulldog, a mad one, with his slobbery teeth ready for action. He shook off the frozen state that caught him and started to run towards the staircase but the knee was in a bad shape so he started leaping towards it. The creature came close, so close that it ripped his pants at the bottom, he grabbed the railing but he fell off the stairs, like a barrel of wine. The dog jumped towards him and he grabbed him with his hands, but the creature was at a few centimeters away from its face, barking, growling and trying to rip him apart. He struggled to keep him off, somehow, but the dog seemed much more powerful than he actually was. Threw him into the wall and tried to get on his feet to continue its journey on the staircase, but not long after he grabbed the railing, the creature jumped on his back and inserted his slobbery teeth in his collar bone, sending him into a roller coaster of pain.

To be continued.

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