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While most of the guests have decided to leave before a large storm blows in, a few guests and staff to look after them have stayed behind. While the mountain might be closed for a couple of days, the resort has more then enough supplies to take care of the remaining guests, back up generators and skiing isn't the only reason people come to the resort....the hot springs are rather popular as well.

Amelia entered the lounge, on her way to her to her room, cheeks the rosy colour of someone who had just been outside in the cool winter air. As further evidence to that was the winter coat and snowboard in tow. She’d been getting some last minute runs in with a few other die hards before they closed the lift and locked the doors for the upcoming storm. It was due to arrive in a few hours and a few last minutes who had changed their mind about staying were rushing about before the road closed. As she walked though, she spotted familiar face that she wouldn’t forget in a million years. “Eli!” She called, walking over to him with a friendly wave and a smile. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“How have you been?” Amelia asked, stopping just before Eli and setting the edge of the snowboard down while holding it upright. She really hadn't heard from him since the that night, but sincerely hoped Eli had been doing well. The events of that night had certainly changed her.

“What do you mean the road is closed!” A female voice shouted, causing heads to turn. One could assume they were no longer allowing people to leave, least they be caught on the road in the impending storm. It seemed the well dressed blonde had intended to leave, but had tried to leave too late. Amelia couldn't help but roll her eyes as she turned her attention back to Eli.

She gave a small chuckle at his comment at the shouting blonde. How had she been? That was a complicated question to answer. Years of nightmares, paranoia, therapy and various anxiety medications. PTSD they called it. Supposedly this trip was supposed to help with that. Help her relax a bit. “I’ve been…you know.” Amelia gave a sort of helpless shrug while trying to find a good answer. “Busy I guess. Are you here alone?” He had been sitting alone reading when she walked in but maybe he had been waiting for someone.






Lilith looked the man who had approached her up and down, clearly making some sort of a judgment about him. Probably debating if he was worth her time to answer or not. At least the attendant seemed relieved a non-staff had chosen to intervene. “Does that mean you are volunteering to entertain me until we can leave?” She asked with a rather seductive smile, making it clear what sort of entertain she had in mind. That would show her good for nothing husband for leaving early for business instead of staying here on their vacation. She had stayed out of spite, but hadn't intended to spent the storm here.

“Really? That's quiet the coincidence. I'm also here because I won a trip. Small world I suppose.” She gave a bit of a shrug at the oddity, brushing it off as just that. Amelia looked around the room briefly. It seemed things with the blonde had settled down at least. “I've got to go get changed and put my board away, but would like to meet up for supper later?” She actually wasn't too sure what the plan was for super, if they were going to open the restaurant up as normal despite most of the guests and the bulk of the staff being gone.






“I'm sure you can.” Lilith was clearly pleased at the mans answer. Maybe the trip wouldn't be so bad after all. She turned briefly to the man she had been yelling at before to order a few things to her room, in particular a bottle of champagne, before motioning for the entertainment to follow her. Clearly she was concerned with if had been doing anything previously or if he was here with anyone. “Tell me, what is your name.”

“Great, I'll meet you in an hour at the dinning hall. I'm in room 211 if you need to get a hold of me before then.” Cellphone reception was a little sketchy around these parts, usually involving one or two bars if she held her tongue just right, but the biggest reason she gave her room number was Eli's hesitation. After they all left the resort he'd have no way to contact her again, nor she him. Less personal. Amelia gave a parting wave before heading to her room to change out of her snowboarding gear, probably have a quick shower and change.





“Lilith.” She answered sweetly as he followed her along towards the elevators.”So tell me Adam, are you here alone? It would be unfortunate if we were.... interrupted.” Lilith smiled at him in a most suggestive manner before stepping gracefully into the elevator just as the doors slid open. Naturally she selected the top floor where the penthouse sweet was located. It wouldn't change her mind if he wasn't alone, but it'd make things easier if she didn't have some family member or girlfriend pounding on the door while Lilith was trying to enjoy other activities.

Alison was the last person inside. The chair lift was shut down and locked up. Her and a few other employees took one last trip down the various runs to make sure they were clear of people and no one was stranded or injured before heading inside. The youth wasn’t exactly thrilled about being trapped in doors for the incoming storm, but she was from the UK on a work visa and really had nowhere else to go, even if she wasn’t getting paid until they could open the lift again. She could have acted as a maid or a waitress for the few days until pass opened up again, but had decided she would rather not be paid than work either of those jobs. The youth headed to her room with the small group of fellow instructors who had also stayed to run the mountain on the last day.



Margo sat out back, taking a long drag of her cigarette. While she was technically on shift, the dining hall wouldn’t be busy for another hour or so, so she had ducted out for a quick break. She hated her job, but needed the money, so she had volunteered to stay. The sky was covered in clouds, making it dark outside, and a cold wind promising the storm ahead had Go hugging her jacket around her while she tried to appease the craving as quickly as possible. She was craving something much stronger, but that would have to wait until her shift was over.




“I’m glad to hear I have you all to myself.” Lilith answered in a smooth and seductive tone. Clearly she was pleased with his answer. She looked him over in a way that suggested she was mentally undressing him, but alas, the elevator beeped to indicate they had reached their destination and the doors slid back. Naturally she lead the way out and to the left towards her room. “What do you like Adam?”



Anastasia sat on a couch in the lobby area, near the fire crackling in the stone hearth. She didn’t really enjoy skiing or snowboarding, but had been brought here on a family vacation by her parents and younger brother. She didn’t mind though. In fact she quiet enjoyed sitting next to the fire, curled up on the couch while reading her book. The blonde woman’s shouts had momentarily disturbed her, but otherwise it had been quiet pleasant in general. The three members of her family had returned a short while ago and where in their two rooms getting ready for dinner.



Olivia appeared from the bathroom all ready to go down for supper, though it was too early to go down yet, so she laid down on the bed next to Lucas. She gave him a loving kiss on the cheek before asking, “New art project?” while appraising the circles he had drawn. If he was this bored already, she wondered what they were going to do until the storm blew over.



Amelia looked both ways down the hallway, checking for anyone else that might be there before sliding the card into the electronic lock. The logically part of her mind felt a bit foolish. What was she going to do if someone was coming down the hall? Not go in her room? With a small sigh she pushed open the door, though even then she didn’t enter right away. Her eyes scanned the room for anything out of place her while she listened for any sound that might indicate anyone was inside. Eventually she decided it was okay, for she did enter the room, closed the door and leaned the snowboard against the wall. Even then she habitually checked the closet, the bathroom, even under the bed before finally relaxing a bit. Was she ever going to get over this? It’s been years. He’s dead. She chained the door now that she knew the inside was secure and sat on the bed. That was when she saw movement out of the corner of her eye.