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The Haunted Hotel Room

Horror Created on 1-21-08 Views(19) Story Rating G

OK so there is this man. He needs a place to stay for the night because he is going to his mothers house for a Christmas party. He's running behind schedule so he had to spend the night at a hotel. He ask the guy at the counter for a room. He says that there is only one room left. But he said that anyone who went in that room never came out. He said I'm not afraid of no friken room, I just want a place to stay. The owner said OK have it your way. He brought him up to his room and ran away as fast as possible. The man told himself not to be afraid. He put his things on the night table and laid down on the bed. It wasn't long before he dozed off. But he was soon awakened by a strange sound. Thump thump thump. He thought it off as a neighbor in the next room. Thump thump THUMP! He heard it again and threw his shoe at the wall trying to quiet his neighbor down. Thump THUMP THUMP. He got up and went to the door. He tried to turn the nob but it wouldn't budge. It was almost pitch black the only light was moonlight shining through the window. THUMP THUMP THUMP. He yelled for help but no answer. THUMP THUMP THUMP! It sounded like it was coming from all walls, he couldn't pinpoint where the sound was coming from! He was yelling for mercy but non came. THUMP THUMP THUMP! Then, at around 2:00 a.m., after all the horror he could take. He heard a laughter. It was a shrill, cold laughter, the kind you'd hear only in your worst nightmares. He begged the voice on his knees to leave him be. It just laughed again. There were spiders crawling everywhere. On the walls in his shoes. Coming out of cracks. And there was that never ending cold laugh that would drive you mad till death. And that is what happened. The next morning the police found his body in the middle of the hotel room. Blood was still running from his nose and eyes. And there was this wooden spike in his chest, they looked and the bed was missing a leg. There were some squished spiders near where he lay. No one knows whether he killed himself or if someone else did. But here is a tip, drive through the night. THUMP thump thump...   

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On January 21st 2008 lovelynatwolff Said :
lovelynatwolff WTF? I dont get it......i dont get the last sentence