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“You have all the right answers this afternoon.” Lilith responded approvingly. For such a random meeting of two strangers, things were going better so far than she had expected. If he had noticed her wedding rings he hadn't commented. There was a brief moment of guilt as she questioned what she was doing, but she brushed it aside. Her Husband had made his choice. Just as they reached the door the lights went out and her new found.....friend commented that the storm must be the cause. “I suppose we have no choice but to entertain ourselves.” Lilith slid her room card into the reader, which luckily ran on battery power and granted them access into the room. It had a large living room area with a fireplace, TV and couch. To one side there were double doors that one would presume to lead to the bedroom Naturally there was a master bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub.





“Well in that case I guess I better keep you around.” Olivia responded affectionately. She closed her eyes briefly, a smile on her lips as he kissed her forehead. Then her husband spoke his concerns about staying through the storm. “So we end up spending a few days together bored. I can think of worse ways to spend our time and we have the rest of our lives together to have adventures Mr. Green.” She reassured him. Besides it was too late to change their minds now so there was no use worrying about what could have been.






Amelia stood and turned, facing the window of her room where the movement came from. She had a second floor room. It didn't make sense, but she was certain she had seen something large move across the glass. With caution she slowly approached the window, ready to move at a moments notice. Nothing. Nothing but the snow coming down and then wind blowing in the trees below. For a second she thought she saw something in the trees, but decided it was an animal of some kind running from the storm. Probably a dear. Besides, how could something be at her second floor window and then down in the trees? She took a deep breath and then pulled the curtains shut, wondering if her paranoia was getting worse somehow.

“Bloody Hell.” Alison said to herself as the lights turned off during her shower, plunging her into total darkness. She finished her shower as quickly as she could, blindly groping for whatever item she needed until she finished. What followed after was carefully exiting the shower and trying to find her towel in the dark. She had left her cellphone on her bed, so using it as a flashlight in the windowless bathroom wasn’t an option. At least once she managed to get the door open there was enough light in the other room to navigate instead of blindly feeling around.



A string of colourful language her co-workers had come to expect from Margo flowed from her mouth when the power went out. Truly it was a marvel at how she could switch it on and off, smiling and being the model waitress out on the dining room floor while the kitchen staff heard nothing but complaints and foul language from her mouth. With all the equipment shut down, that would mean supper would be late, and there was nothing worse than having to deal with people who were grumpy and starving. And on that note she stormed off to find the hotel manager.




“I was planning on leaving the resort when I left my room, not bringing someone back with me.” Lilith pointed out, as she gestured slightly to the packed suitcases piled neatly in the certre of the room. Likely she had expected a bellhop to bring them down for her when she had gone to check out. Several thoughts ran through Lilith’s mind as she approached the bathroom. “I must have forgotten in on….” She mumbled to herself. She couldn’t have forgotten a tap on when she left could she? It seemed like something she would have noticed given how audible the running water was. The only other alternative though was for someone else to have been in the room in the time she was gone.



Anastasia groaned when the lights went out in the lobby. The fire provided decent enough light that if she angled herself the right way she could still read, if with a bit of difficulty. The dancing and flickering light was annoying compared to the steady glow of arterial light. What had her groan though was the idea that the lobby would soon be flooded with people loudly complaining, ruining the comfort and peace she had found. No doubt her parents and brother would soon be down to harass her about her refusal to come skiing. Hopefully the lights came back on soon.



“I never am.” She teased. Just as their lips met the power went out and Olivia looked upward at the offending lightbulb that had failed in its duty to provide them with illumination. She figured the hotel staff already knew about the problem and were working on firing up whatever power generators they had mentioned when telling the guests about the storm. It was something to do though, and beat sitting around in the dark. “Sure.” She answered and started to get up when there was a knock on the door. It seemed odd since the lights only just went out. Not enough time for the staff to be doing room checks, and they hadn’t ordered any room service unless Lucas had made a sneaky call while she had been getting ready in the bathroom. “Who do you think that is?”



Amelia looked both ways down the hallway, checking for anyone else that Amelia had made it out of her snowboarding gear and was planning to head for a shower – in part to wash off the sweat from snowboarding, and in part to try to relax and calm down a little – when the lights went off. It’s just a power out. She told herself. The staff said this would probably happen. It seemed too soon though. Did she stay in her room? Did she go try to find others? She knew the room was empty, but she would also be cornered and he could break down the door. He’s dead. She reminded herself. Nonetheless she pulled out the 9mm handgun from her bag, strapped the holster to her belt on the left side and pulled her shirt over it to cover it up. It wasn’t exactly accessible with her shirt hiding it, if someone suddenly jumped her, but it made it feel a lot safer just having it there and she didn’t exactly want other people to know she had a gun. Armed, Amelia cautiously headed out into the hallway.

Alison was startled by the figures in her room, rounding the corner out of the bathroom. She gave a shout of surprise, backing up quickly while clutching her towel. However said figures didn’t move, didn’t speak and after a moment was taken to process, their position was unnatural. “Hullo? A-are you alright?” The girl asked while cautiously creeping forward towards the humanoid shapes cloaked in shadows. It wasn’t until she was nearly upon them that the missing faces came to light. This time she screamed true and bolted from the room despite only being dressed in a towel. No doubt people, her fellow hotel employees, would look out into the hall to see what the commotion was.





Margo banged on the managers door and when no answer was received a few seconds later. “Jesus ******** Christ. What the ********> Came her high pitched yelling the kitchen staff were all too familiar with. The staff working the front desk, not too far from the manager’s office, were caught off guard though as she came storming up without pausing for breath as her rant continued. “Some psycho ******** a*****e freak ******** murdered Phil! Cocksucker grinded him up like ******** sausage! Well don’t just stand there ******** staring at me, call the cops you ******** moron!” She yelled at the top of her lungs while everyone in the lobby stared at her.

Lilith Armstrong

Lilith turned, hearing the lamp shatter, in time to see a masked figure standing behind Adam who collapsed to the floor. She gave a shrill scream as only a diva like her could. The warning would save her life, if perhaps only momentarily as she quickly backed away from the man in the mask. While the trust was true, the resulting wound was only shallow as she turned to run. “Someone help me!” She screamed, as she ran around the couch, throwing the second lamp on the ground as if the shards of the broken base may give the other man some pause. Blood appearing black in the darkness bloomed on her dress while she held the wound with her hand.

Olivia Green

“Already? Gees, it isn’t past supper.” Olivia commented as she slipped on her shoes and followed grabbed their room key before heading to the door. “Though maybe it isn’t such a bad idea, we could spend the next couple of days wasted.” She joked as a way to solve the boredom. Little did they know things were about to get a lot less boring.

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Amelia Knight

“Eli!” She put her hands up in defence as the man brandished a knife at her, though lowered them as he lowered the knife. “And I thought I was jumpy.” Amelia commented with a nervous chuckle. After all she was the one carrying a gun, but at least she wasn’t the only one who seemed irrationally afraid of a power out. It made her feel a bit better to think maybe she wasn’t alone in her paranoia. “I was going to go down to the lobby.” She explained.

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“What the ******** do you mean no one can get here!” Margo screeched, wrenching the part you spoke into from the poor front desk girls hands. When landlines and cell reception failed, they had resorted to a shortwave radio to call for help. “Ride a ******** snowmobile or some s**t. Break out the sled dogs! Phil is ground beef and we ******** need someone here now!” She yelled at the man on the other side. By now several people in the lobby were gathered around the desk trying to figure out what was going on. To his credit the man on the other end remained calm, explaining they should seal the Manager's office and have all of the guest return to their rooms and keep the doors locked for the night. It was about then one of Alison's snowboarding buddies from the employee side of the hotel announced that the hotel manager hadn't been the only murder in the hotel.




Each stab brought forth a new bloom of crimson on Lilith's dress. She screamed, she cried, she begged and she fought all to no avail. “Why?” She would ask, tears running down her pale terrified face, leaning against the wall clutching her stomach with bloodied hands. Filled with shock, the true pain hadn't set in yet. What had she done to deserve such a fate?




“Bit of a twist on the old candle light dinner, candle light drinking. Very romantic.” Olivia teased a bit while Lucas began digging in their luggage. “Of course there are other romantic things we could do while the lights are out.” The Redhead grinned a bit with that she was implying. Or was that supposed to come after the drinking?




“A severed hand?” Amelia repeated visibly paling. “I....I thought I saw someone outside the window of my room. I thought I was just being paranoid but....it couldn't be a copy cat killer could it?” It was the only thing that kind of made sense at the moment. Eli was right, they had killed him. “Both of us being here, winning some contest. I know all the records are supposed to be sealed, but people have ways around that.” They were underage at the time, so their names had been removed from the records and there had been all kinds of publication bans, but in their small town everyone had known. It was a large part of why she had left, and she imagined it was the same for Eli leaving. “Where are you headed then?”

“T-they had no faces!” Alison cried, back pressed against the opposite wall to the door she had emerged from, while staring at the gaping blackness and the room beyond said door with horror. She held the towel closely around herself while trembling though it could be from either cold or fear. Probably some combination of the two. “They were in my room when I came out of the shower and they had no faces.” She repeated.A few rooms down a door clicked open, someone either stupid or brave, curious or kind opening the door just a crack to peer out before poking their whole head out to see what the commotion was.

"What the hell man?" The male asked, aggressively approaching Grant. He was your typical jock type, the assumption written all over his face that Grant was the cause of Alison's distress.

Before Alison could answer the question the other male had approached and Grant turned to deal with him, leaving Alison shaking against the wall with tears running down her face. Even out here she could still see them. The eyeless holes were the worst.

“Sort this out? Look pal, I don’t know what you did to her, but you need to back off right now.” He showed no signs of stopping his approach as he shouted at Grant. On the plus side, or maybe the negative side, his shouting was causing a few more of the lingering staff members to come out of their rooms, though it was still a small number compared to how many there would be if they were running at full capacity.





Margo arrived back in the kitchen, unaware of what had occurred in the room she had left only moment before. Four sat around leaning against various surfaces, chatting a bit. Cellphones had quickly become boring with no signal. Things livened up and between a torrent of curse words she told them about the twin murders. “We need to ******** arm ourselves and stick it to this a*****e!” She declared, without a thought to how they were supposed to figure out who the killer was in the first place.




Much to Ana’s horror and embarrassment soon after she fell and heavy weight fell on top of her. ”S-sorry.” She said in a timid voice, but before she could ask if the poor the poor stranger who had tripped over her was okay the wires snapped across the room. All Anna could do was scream her horror as everyone collapsed to the floor in pieces, their blood and innards spreading across the floor.




“Such a one track mind.” Olivia complained with her usual eye roll, which Lucas would know meant she wasn’t really that overly upset about it. With the flashlight found she felt the candles were no longer needed. Still, she supposed it would be good to save the batteries as much as possible and they were a little more romantic than light by flashlight. “Very well Mr. Green, lead the way.” She added holding out her hand for him to take. It wasn’t like she was going to just sit in their hotel room alone in the dark and wait for him to come back.




“That’s unfortunate.” Was all Amelia could really think to say. If they had caught the killer they could have stopped the killer, either Eli with his knife or her with her gun. Everything would have been over with and they could wait for the storm to be over in relative safety. That would be too easy though. “We need to set a trap.” She concluded. They could keep running around playing the killers game, or they could set up a game of their own. Either way the longer they took to kill him, the more people would die.

“Calm down?” The man repeated incredulously, puffing out his chest in a display of masculine that showed he wasn't planning on backing down. Especially now that a challenge had been issued. “Why don't you answer the question bro?” He emphasize the last word as he got in Grant's face.




Ana shakily got to her feet after Samuel got off of her. “How...” She couldn't finish he question. One second everyone was fine, the next....she couldn't process the scene in front of her. Carefully she tried to pick her way through the lobby, tiptoeing and avoiding stepping in or on anything as much as possible. This....wasn't real. It had to be a messed up dream or something right? Finally she reached the edge of the carnage where Adrian had shouted at them from, hopping over one last body. “What.....Who?”





“How are they playing music with no power?” Olivia questioned when her husband stated that it was odd. She stopped walking to look around and try to identify the source of the sound, though it was hard to see much outside of the ring of light the flashlight provided. “Should we check it out?” She asked a little uncertain. Liv was generally a 'you do you' kind of person, but the music during a power out was really strange.




“The killer seemed to have enough time to set traps.” Amelia mumbled after Eli put the kibosh on her trap setting idea. It seemed like a better idea than following the killers lures until they got bored of the game and decided to kill the pair of them. It seemed like a better idea than just hoping the pair of them could take the killer in a fight. Eli seemed determined though, and when the next clue came he took off jogging, leaving Amelia little choice but to follow.