Ryan, Gregg, and Judy were missing. Their rooms empty. Could they part of The Dead? Were their friends vampires?
They raced back to their cars and drove quickly to the Oasis Hotel. The lights were on, the fans were turning, but no one was around. This is very strange, thought Shana. The hotel was usually bustling with activity: guests checking in and out, people arriving to eat in the restaurant or grab drinks at the bar.
They checked out the bar and found half-empty drinks standing on the tables—as if the guests had rushed out in a great hurry. Beyond the glass doors, the pool deck appeared to be deserted. There was no movement anywhere outside, except for the swaying palm trees in the growing wind.
The wind moaned, flinging lounge chairs across the patio. It felt like End House all over again. Shana rubbed her hands up and down her bare arms, trying to remove the goose bumps and chills that were streaming through her body.
“Let’s get out of here!” Todd yelled over the sound of the wind shattering the glass doors to the patio. “We don’t need to check out the rooms. This place is empty: I can feel it in my bones. I think I know where they’re hiding out. Let’s go to End House—where the whole Dead Game began.”
“Why End House? Are they vampires? What Dead Game?” Shana shouted but Todd was already out the front door.