Haunted Hotel

The Haunted Hotel
By Wilkie Collins
Continued by Quinn Darrow

Agnes screamed as the ghost descended towards her. She all of a sudden got a huge burst of energy and rolled out from underneath it she sprinted toward the stairs and raced down them and out the front door. It was lighted only by the moon outside but still seemed to be darker than normal. She ran towards the lighted house of her next-door neighbors.
Her mother and father had left to do out to the movies and had left her in charge of the house. She had started out by watching a movie. But when she finished that she didn’t no what to do so she went to her room to grab a book. She was on her way upstairs when she saw the ghost floating there.
She ran up and banged on the door, “Coming, coming. An old lady appeared at the door. Can I help you?”
“Ghost…attacked…weird face… parents out…dinner,” she gasped out.
“I can’t make head or tails of what your trying to say girl. If it’s stuff you’re trying to sell then I’m not interested,” and she closed the door right in Agnes’s face, she could hear the door being locked on the inside.
Agnes didn’t know what to do now. She looked around and started walking back to her house when she got back the house seemed normal, and she wondered if she had imagined it. She went back inside and made herself a sandwich. She heard a knocking on the door and went see what it was she saw a strange man standing out on the door step.
“Can I help you?” she looked and the strange man shivering on the door step.
“Please I’m s-s-s-so-oo cold I need to get warm and I’m so hungry,” he looked at her with pleading eyes.
“I’m sorry but I was told by my parents not to let anyone in.”
“Oh, please help me I haven’t a home or food.” He stared at her, and just then something in side her seemed to say let me in…let me in. Agnes tried to push the thought away but it wouldn’t leave it kept saying let me in let me in. She saw the man grin and noticed that he had pointed teeth that gleamed with a tint of red. She screamed and slammed the door shut. Vampires and ghosts! What next? Then she heard a crash and she knew the question shouldn’t be answered. She heard the click of claws as something walked in her direction from the kitchen.
Agnes raced towards the stairs and ran up it towards her room and raced in closing and locking the door behind her. She pushed her dresser in front of it and ran and hid under her bed she could hear the deep breathing of the animal outside her door. She closed her eyes and told herself it was only a dream then the door burst open and in rushed the giant animal. She squeezed and squeezed her eyes shut but to no avail. The monster overturned the bed and then she looked up to see her father standing there, with very torn and ripped clothes.
“Dad?” then he grinned a very sharp toothy grin and hair sprouted form his back as he turned into a wolf and pounced on to his screaming daughter.