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.
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