2 In A Room Novels & Stories

Of course it's good to be sure. "I have two rooms in the house, right?" Yes, it's true what I said, I actually have two rooms. the other one, my important things are there, I'm not going in there, even Mommy and Daddy haven't been in there yet, it's just me. Then the other one is of course my bed.

But he hadn't spat. "This way." He held the door. The Beta and the pup followed half a step behind, flanking her like she was a prisoner walking into court. *She thought: they're nervous. Good.* --- The conference room was on the second floor with a wall of windows facing the ridge. The table was polished oak — the kind of furniture that costs more than most people's cars. Twelve chairs. Eight of them occupied. She knew every face.

i ask, biting my lip once again. “She is in room two-o-two. A security guard will have to escort you there, and she will search you before you enter the room, just to make sure you don't have anything sharp on you. Please step to the side until the guard comes. It should only be a few moments until she comes.” I nod and step off to the side, the twins following right behind me. “Are you sure you're okay to see her all alone?” tony asks, wrapping his arms around me.

Few Days ago. In a confined room filled with eerie creaking sounds—mostly from the rats roaming about—the air was heavy and stale. The small window served as the only source of ventilation. The room was devoid of any decorations, its old paint peeling off the walls, creating a haven for bugs and ants. The only significant items in the room were a worn chair, an old table, and a wardrobe—seemingly the most prized possession of whoever occupied this abandoned space.

"Nо Puрру, uрѕtаіrѕ, second bеdrооm tо the rіght." The second bеdrооm tо the rіght is mу bеdrооm. Nоt thе former guеѕt bеdrооm thаt I share wіth Rоѕе, оur bеdrооm. I rеfеr to mу bеdrооm аѕ mу minimalist rооm. It соntаіnѕ a Twіn Mіѕѕіоn Bеd. No pictures аrе оn thе wаllѕ no rugs, nоthіng.... juѕt the bеd. Thеrе are heavy curtains аnd ѕhаdеѕ on thе windows to blосk thе light. I always fоund thе rооm tо bе very реасеful аnd rеѕtful. Hеrе is where I hаvе bее n sleeping аftеr Rоѕе lеft. "Yоu will bе ѕlееріng hеrе wіth mе but on thе floor. I hаvе provided you wіth a blаnkеt."

We both froze in that position in shock. I clearly remember that all the rooms on the second floor are soundproof then how did anyone hear it? It's still early morning.

The said room was on the same floor, we turned to the right and headed down the hallway, reading the numbers on each door as we went. "Wait here." Silas pushed me behind him when we reached Room 9, and then he inserted the key and unlocked the door. The good thing was that it was not Zamani or the Room 9 squad in the room, the creepy part, however, was the emptiness of the apartment. The only piece of furniture was the old, wooden coffee table in the living room, and on it were my belongings. If it weren't for those, I would have assumed we were in the wrong room.

So he let the annoyance seep from his body and pointed to a desolate, gray-colored, two-storied building. “We're here,” he stated. On the second floor, Willow and Zack entered the room, which was painted purple from the inside and had soft and slow music playing in the background. Willow immediately smelled the strong lavender scent coming from the burning incense and instinctively covered her nose. The edges of the room were lined with cabinets that consisted of three drawers each, some of which had crystals lying on top of them. The crystals reflected pieces of light emitting from the seven yellow light bulbs hanging off the ceiling. There was a blue furry carpet on the floor, and in the m

Two guards follow behind Noe and me as we walk up a winding staircase to the second floor. Unlike the first floor, the second contained hallways on either side of the landing. Noe turns to the right and walks into the first room. I follow at his heels, stopping short when I realize what the room is for. "No." I try to exit, but the two guards create an impenetrable wall behind me. Noe wraps his arms around me, pulling me towards the center of the room. "You don't have a choice."

I wondered, as he pulled me up the stairs, why we hadn't just gone up the main stairs. On the second floor, there was just one door, with a keypad next to it. Russo punched in a code, then tugged me into the room. Fluorescent overhead lights lit up. It seemed they were motion sensitive. I didn't contemplate that long, however. My jaw dropped as I looked around the room.