Chapter 6 (1)
Sam turned to the girl. She was watching him with that same smile on her face, but her eyes were a darker shade of blue.
He stood on the far corner of the elevator, as far as he could reach from her. Fortunately, the elevator itself was larger than normal.
“It’s quite late in the day, Sam, everything is closed for the night,” she said. “You should go back to your wife.”
“That’s all right, I just needed to stretch my legs.” He said, trying hard to keep down the images that tried to rise in his head at the reminder of Jess. He visibly shook.
“Well, I am sure you can manage within your suite. It has ample space to stretch your legs.”
“I also want to get some fresh air while I am at it. I thought I would explore the grounds of the hotel if that’s Ok with you?” he said.
“Of course! We’re here to accommodate all and any of our guest’s requests. So long as their ‘reasonable’” she said, placing added emphasis on the last word. “But wouldn’t you better be able to see all the beauty of the hotel in daylight. I can arrange for a tour personally and explain everything in detail.”
“Actually, I find that natural beauty really shines in the moonlight,” he said.
“But there’s no moonlight tonight. There is no moon at all outside.”
“Funny I remember seeing it on the way into the elevator”
“You must have mistaken,” she said, the smile never wained for a second. “I really must insist that you return back to your suite, Sam” she continued. “You don’t seem to look good, Sam” which was probably true. He had woken up in quite the huff and he could feel the sweat still covering his face. The images were also still playing in his mind; the girl not providing much of a distraction for him to forget what he saw.
“Let me help you back to your suite,” she said and started moving towards him just as he heard the bell announcing that the elevator had reached the ground floor.
Sam had no idea what she was planning to do. But he could see her edging towards him. Her slim and long fingers reaching towards him. He had a bad idea of what might come next.
He turned around in a flash, before she had gotten close enough, and slammed his fist against her face.
The elevator almost shook as she slammed hard against the wall on the other end. As the doors opened, Sam rushed out on to the lobby.
Sam had punched girls before. But then, they were not really girls, they were demons or monsters of some kind. Sam wanted to believe she was too:
‘But what if she wasn’t?’
He didn’t have time to worry about that problem then. What he had to worry about was what happened next. Sam knew that if the girl was waiting for him in the elevator there was a chance that there would be others waiting in the lobby. But he found that he was pleasantly wrong. The lobby was in fact empty. Even the reception desk lay vacant.
No guests, no staff, nor anyone else.
Sam turned back towards the elevator, but it was already closed. He couldn’t see inside to the girl. He knew she wouldn’t be down for long and that she would be waking up soon enough.
For a second he considered making for the reception telephones.
‘But who would he call?’
Somehow he doubted that there would be any help coming for him from the outside.
Instead, he started fast walking towards the main doors. His eyes darting all around him expecting at any moment for someone to rush in and stop him.
No one came.
He was at the doorway, and out the door when he heard the elevator doors open behind him.
For whatever reasons he turned and found the hostess standing in the elevator doorway.