| OoC: Man, not much activity...
The door swung open, and the hedgehog stepped through, into his bare, colorless room. Facing a wall was a mattress, which he lay on, and closed his eyes. He needed some quick rest after a long day, and having a fancy room wasn't needed. Suddenly, his eyes jolted open.
What is the name of this hotel, again? His mind raced, his brain trying to remember what the letters were that he glanced at while entering the hotel. The Virtual Hotel... He got up off his mattress, stepped into the hall, and took a breath of air. The Virtual Hotel...too many painful memories...there's no way I'll be able to sleep...
He heard a sound: the sounds of boots walking up the stairs. Maybe...another one of them. Why did the first one charge at me like that? And why did he look like someone I've seen before? His eyes blinked as he continued to stare at the long stairs. I guess I'll have to leave it to destiy whether I get attacked here or not... |