Oops I forgot the key! (Part 2)

The room’s layout is typical of most hotel room. From the door to the bed, there is a 6 foot lane or corridor. On the right is the toilet and bath area. The bed is a welcome sight especially after a full day in the office. My butt touches the soft surface of the bed and my head resting on the puffy pillow, unloading my soul from the "pressure cooker" that I was in an hour ago. I turned on the TV and I flipped open the Straits Times. There is not a lot of news; I guess the world is “sleeping”. I looked at my watch, hmm; the short hand of the clock is nearing 11. I guess it’s also time for me to sleep. But before that I am going to head to the shower to cleanse the filth of my big body.

As I walked into the toilet, my mind starts to recall back the horror stories that my colleague told me. Its one of those “true” creepy stories that were encountered by a colleague of ours and the place that it happens is right here, at the same hotel and it happens in the toilet. My colleague has encountered an unexplained “second head” in the mirror with a pair of blood shot eyes staring back at him and another is about "movement" in the toilet seen through the shower curtain while they are showering. Arrg, I told myself, to stop thinking about it as it could simulate the brain and it might to start concocting something eerie.

I walked into the shower and open the water tap. A gush of hot water rushing down from the shower head beating my tired body, it helps my body to relax, preparing it for a night of hibernation. As I was drying myself, at the corner of my eyes I could see that the mirror has already been covered with a layer of mist, probably due to the hot shower that I took just now. Unconsciously I realise that I am looking at the mirror, searching for something. “You see, you see” I told myself, reminding myself to stop thinking nonsensical stuff. As I brushed aside the mist, all I saw its a pair of kind small eyes.

I could not sleep with lights on, the bright florescent light in the room is good for reading newspaper but it’s definitely not good for someone whose body and mind is already halfway to slumberland. I close it off and I happily snuggle in to the warm bed, away from the chill of the cold wind blowing from the air cond. I was about to doze off when a banging sound was heard coming from the window. “Bang! Bang!”. My eyes open up immediately. The room is in total darkness except for a shine of light coming in via a gap through the curtain in the window. My vision quickly adjusts to the surroundings. My foot is already taking my body towards the sound. “Bang! Bang!” it grows slightly louder. I lift the curtain and I could see wooden plank surrounding the outside of the window. I could not see anyone but I guess it could be the ongoing renovation, which was highlighted in the lift.

To be continue....