The next day, all of the WWE superstars lined up and crowded around in the lobby awaiting Vince and Stephanie McMahon. They were very serious, and very upset with what they have been dealing with. Cody Rhodes still had the horrible red mark on his arm from his last encounter. Finally Vince and Stephanie came through some doors, and walked towards the wrestlers. Vince looked like a wreck; he wasn't even wearing his expensive suit. He just wore casual clothing, and he looked very tired. Stephanie however seemed blank-faced. She looked down at her clipboard, and looked up at the superstars.
"Well…" She started but was interrupted by all the WWE wrestlers. They all began telling of their experiences and started shouting things at Vince.
"You knew about this place! You knew we were
staying in the haunted parts of this hotel! Why didn't you do
anything about it?" Bob Holly yelled out. Vince rose an
eyebrow and was about to shrug, but then Paul ranted in.
"Excuse me Vince, but I don't think you had a good time here either. Now, why didn't you tell us about this damn place?"
"I uh, well didn't really know. I did, but I found out as soon as we were about to arrive here. I thought this would be a good experience, and allow this to be reported. You know something like "WWE Wrestlers Stay in a Haunted Hotel". I didn't think things would go like this…" his voice was lowering.
"Maybe you should do your research before hand, don't you think?
Some of us got the living shit scared out of us. Not to mention Cody
here, the poor guy was hurt by a ghost for Christ's sake!" Bob
Holly added. Vince McMahon felt a bit shocked, but didn't
speak. He didn't know what to do in fact. He simply just thought
and pondered as he stood in front of his wrestlers. Stephanie didn't
even look at her father; they all sensed that she knew about this
hotel as well.
"I say we leave right now." Brian Kendrick spoke.
"That seems like a fucking good idea!" said John Cena.
Many others began nodding and started to head for their rooms to start packing up.
"Wait, but…" Vince didn't even bother. All the
superstars got their belongings in their luggage and bags. They
started to feel a sense of relief and freedom. At the same time, all
the doors of their rooms closed one by one. Ashley Massaro could hear
Melina's door next door shut, and her screaming from inside her
room.
"I don't think someone wants us to leave just yet," Alexis said.
"Well too fucking bad!"
Ashley ran to the door and tried to open it. It didn't budge.
"Oh no you don't, you are not going to mess with me." She
tried again, but the door would just not open.
"Alexis, I need your help. I can't open this damn door!"
Alexis
and Ashley again attempted to open the door, and on the fifth try the
door busted open sending the two girls falling backwards. They landed
hard against the floor, and stumbled a bit to sit up. They looked at
the door with confusion and anger. The two divas got their bags and
ran out the door before it would close on them.
Everyone with
their bags in hand started walking out the hotel and got in either
their cars or buses. Paul Levesque and Mark Callaway were looking
over their fellow wrestlers, seeing if any were missing from the
crowd. Mark's eyes widened.
"Where are Maria and Candice?" The phenom said.
"Shit, they still must be inside; we need someone to go get them." Paul began to worry.
"I'll go and check them, anybody with me?" said Adam Copeland.
John Cena and Orton rose their hands went back inside to find Candice and Maria. For some reason, the hotel seemed to be deserted. A cold chill met them as they went through the front office. As they walked down the hallway the two girls stayed in, they stopped. A man and woman were on the other end of the hallway. Adam wanted to say something, but his mouth stayed shut. The man and woman stayed there holding hands, and they didn't seem to move either. They stared at the WWE superstars in the eyes.
"We have to get Maria and Candice, come on let's just hurry!" Orton yelled as he moved past them and knocked on the door.
"Maria? Candice? Hey it's me, Orton. Open up come on, we are leaving this damn place!"
There were sounds from inside the room. Whispers and shuffling were heard.
"Okay…we are going, just wait awhile." Candice spoke low and soft.
"Alright, just hurry up a bit."
Adam said. John Cena was still looking at the two spirits
in amazement. He had never seen a ghost before, and he was seeing two
of them at one time. Randy noticed John's eyes were focused on the
ghosts, and snapped his fingers.
"Hey! Don't' look
at them; they might want to come closer to us." He said. Cena shook his head to focus his eyes on something else. Finally, the
door opened and Maria and Candice stepped out with their bags. Both
girls looked worn out and frightened.
"Come on, let's get going right now. Whatever you do, don't look behind you." Adam Copeland notified the women.
"Why not?" Maria said as she turned to look behind her, and her mouth widened to scream. Candice looked as well, and also screamed at the top of her lungs. They both saw the apparitions, and ran down the hallway leaving the men to handle the ghosts.
"Shit!" John Cena yelled out and they were off and out the hotel. Everyone saw the superstars run out, and started questioning them.
"Just get in the damn bus or whatever and get the hell away from this place!" Adam yelled out and went into his bus.
All the WWE wrestlers went into their cars and/or buses. They had all set secure in their seats, and laid their heads against their soft material. It was freedom at last. In Randy's bus, there was Jeff and Matt Hardy who sat together talking about what had happened. Then there was Cena and Adam trying to explain what they had seen, Alexis and Ashley Massaro joining in their conversation. Nobody really seemed too happy or ecstatic, but just shaken up and trembling. Randy Orton looked out his window to see the hotel one last time. He looked up at the room he stayed in, and saw the man and woman…standing in the window. They waved goodbye to him…
"Dude…dude, hey Cena look at my room window now!"
Cena looked at the room window, and didn't see anything. He shook his head and turned to Randy, then patted his shoulder.
"It's over man; don't start getting all freaked out about nothing. Don't let this shit get into your head, please don't. Hah, we are free, we are finally free. Let's get our asses back into the nearest arena and kick some live human ass alright?" John Cena assured his friend.
Randy Orton nodded and let out a slight smile to let John know it was alright. As John sat near the aisle side, Randy sat near the window and looked back at the hotel. The ghosts had gone, and thankfully him and the rest of the superstars were about to be gone from this place as well.
"Hey Orton, what's this letter? It's for you, and it does not have a name to say who it's from, check it out." Cena passed him a letter he found in one of the seat pouches. Randy Orton opened the letter, and inside it in red letters said "Thank you for staying at the Stanley Hotel, hope to see you soon."
Authors' notes: Well I hoped you like it. I believe I will start on a new horror story, since I honestly wasn't so proud of this one. But thank you for reading and reviewing, ya'll are the reason why I write.