Have you ever woken up DEAD? Well I did... when I was eight years old I woke up in my bed covered in blood. I found my mother, father, and baby sister all dead in their sleep. Soaked in blood. From then on I felt like death. Everyone around me dies...
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THE GLEN CAPRI MOTEL COMES INTO VIEW AS THE SCHOOL BUS RUMBLES INTO THE LOT. Doors swinging open, Coach and his Cross Country team disembark. An exhausted Scott and Stiles step out, followed by Allison, Lydia, and Luna.
Scott shrugs, "I've seen worse."
Stiles scoffs, "Where have you seen worse?"
A whistle blows and Coach holds up a handful of room keys in front of the gathering students, "Listen up. The Meet's been pushed to tomorrow morning. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgment in accepting a group of degenerates like yourselves. You'll be pairing up. Choose wisely."
Allison grabs a key as a confused Coach looks after them. But then gets back to addressing his team.
"And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves."
Luna crosses her arms over her chest while standing in front of Coach, "Why'd you say that while looking at me?"
"I didn't."
"Yes you did."
"Just don't room with any dirty little teen boys who can't keep their hands to themselves, Tate."
Luna rolls her eyes, "What are you? My Aunt?"
"No, but I have her on speed dial."
Luna glares, "You wouldn't..."
Coach raises an eyebrow taking his phone out his pocket, "Oh I think I would."
Rolling her eyes Luna snatches the key from Coach, "Fine, I'll just room by myself."
Keys taken, the team heads for their rooms while the bus moves on to park. But one person remains, still gazing up at the motel with concern.
"Lydia?"
Allison and Luna slowly walk over to Lydia who stands staring at the motel.
"I don't like this place."
"I don't think the people who own this place like this place. It's just for a night."
"A lot can happen in a night."
Reluctantly, she follows Allison to the motel. Luna watches the two walk up the stairs as she shivers from a chill running up her spine. Her fists clench as she feels a random wind breeze across her face.
Unclenching her hands she stares at the motel blankly. Glancing down at the key in her hand she looks at the three numbers then raises her eyes back to the motel.
