"Another storm...huh?" He muttered quietly under his breath though even his voice was drowned out by the sounds of the howling wind. Struggling against the cold, he slowly made his way towards a rather large building that loomed ahead.
By the time he got to the abandoned hotel, he was almost reduced to a crawl. With what is left of his strength, he pushed the door open, in a bid to evade the unforgiving cold. Inside, the lobby was a mess and did little to negate the cold. Still, what matters is that he was away from the winds and the street. His watch had long stopped working but even he could tell from the color of the sky that it was almost nightfall.
It was almost time for "that" again.
Quickly, he struggled to get up on his feet to shut the door. Not content, he immediately blocked the knob with a chair in order to reinforce the lock. After the chore was done, he headed inside the hotel kitchen to see if there is anything worth salvaging to eat. But no luck. All the cabinets were empty.
"Ha...hahaha!!!" He laughed almost maniacally upon finding nothing. Strange that when confronted with such a hopeless situation, humans laughed instead. "What does "he" want me to do? Eat my left hand?"
Whistle!
A sharp whistling sound snapped him back to reality. A few days ago, he would've found it rather unusual given that he was the only one inside the hotel. But now, he had already gotten used to it. He knew where it was coming from.
Whom it was coming from.
Quickly, he gathered the timber pieces and bolted up the stairs, almost tripping as he did. He hurried all the way into the third floor where he almost tripped to get to the door labeled 317. Taking a key out of his pocket, he unlocked the door and burst in. The sky had already turned black and what little light remains was slowly fading away. Quickly, he shut the door and locked it, just as the last ray of light left the room. Fumbling around the dark, he managed to place some timber on the fireplace and, using one of the matches in the box, started a small fire to serve as a source of light and heat.
It seems he was going to live for another day.
Outside, the once quiet and empty streets echoed with bizarre howling and eerie footsteps, turning it into a hub bustling with activity from once unseen entities. And in the middle of it all, a distinct humanoid shape stood out as she leaned her back on one of the lampposts.
"Wonder when we'll get new arrivals?"
"Good morning! I bet you've had a rather troubling sleep last night eh? Well not that it matters. You're probably used to it back home or something. But enough about that! I'm sure you have your own questions you want to ask me? Don't worry, I'm willing to answer most of them. Most. Of. Them. Of course, there are some things I won't grace with an answer. Take my three sizes for one. Hell! Even I don't know what they are!
What's that? What kind of place is this? Well--I don't know either! Come on! Use your brain. There's small buildings and houses and diners and stuff. You're in a town duh! What's that? What kind of town is it? Well, why don't you walk around and see for yourself? A word of warning though.
Don't stay up too late now."
What's that? What kind of place is this? Well--I don't know either! Come on! Use your brain. There's small buildings and houses and diners and stuff. You're in a town duh! What's that? What kind of town is it? Well, why don't you walk around and see for yourself? A word of warning though.
Don't stay up too late now."