John Egbert Room Novels & Stories

"You didn't question Bale Eckhart, did you?" "Of course not," I say, without missing a beat. *** We are seated across each other. One feeling scared to look in my face and the other wondering what the hell is going on in the man's mind. I glance at the camera at the top corner. It's red light is recording. The room we are in isn't sound proof, for a very good reason. Clean and pristine, like it's been scrubbed for this very epoch. "Something on your mind, John Doe?" I begin, hoping to get his attention.

All numbered. Not bedrooms. Cells pretending to be bedrooms. Theodore’s flashlight swept over peeling paint, rusted hinges, water stains shaped like hands. On one door, a blue ribbon had been tied around the knob. Room 214. Violet’s breath caught. Eleanor’s baby registry number had been 2144. This was 214. Close enough to feel intentional. Not exact enough to be clear. She hated this place. Theodore stared at the ribbon. His face had gone dangerously still.

Narrator’s POV— ( Past Life) After cutting the power off, Johny slowly made his way to the door of room number 306! In the darkness it took him sometime though! The plan was to enter into the room and help Mark (Edward) and save his wife! But Johny got delayed because a young girl and a middle aged man were making out in the meter room! They seemed like employees of the hotel. Johny had to wait! He couldn’t draw attention and had to finish his job quietly!

"Yes, I heard there is another person who wants to go. You must be familiar with it." "Who is that?" Cadell Marcus said curiously. "A guy called Tadhg Vincent has a very good relationship with my roommate's boyfriend. I heard he also came over this time." Egbert Yedda said. "Tadhg Vincent!" When Cadell Marcus heard this name, he blinked and narrowed his eyes. This name Cadell Marcus is still very familiar, and Egbert Yedda rented the same ghost room, the source of everything was because of this person Tadhg Vincent.

because it's not appropriate for a division in this rigid company to have the words 'club. He opened the door and let Beth in, they came to a room with four desks filled with employees Who were busy typing something, Logan was still walking to the end of the room, there was another door. A door that reads 'Head Of Personnel/ Logan Bruggman.' They entered the room, Beth standing confused while Logan casually made his way to his throne. "Please have a seat, Miss Beth..." He said with the most annoying smile Beth had ever seen. Beth stared at the dark brown loveseat. A hospital chair? Or the execution chair? Can she survive after sitting in that chair? She thought while daydreaming.

or Aunt Marge somehow tracked me down to ask if I’d found a church yet (I had not). But I picked up anyway. "Hello?" I said, still swallowing the last of my coffee. "This is Dr. Lin from St. Mary's Rehabilitation Center. Am I speaking to Aiden Scott?" The sharp, professional voice instantly sobered me up. Rehab? Oh, hell no. I was not about to play secretary for him, especially after last night. "Uh, no, this is his roommate. I can take a message." Mistake. Big, big mistake. Before I could backtrack and say, “Actually, nope! Forget I even exist!” the doctor had already launched into business mode.

Ian who had been silent for a long time shrilled in disbelief as he looked around the room. The room they were in was more like a living room. As large as two living rooms of a standard house. There was a kitchen compartment at the far end of the room and a couch at the other end. Four stools were attached to a bar table adjacent to the monitor and keyboard table situated vertically at the centre of the room. "He is so creative, I'm not surprised". Michael said, breaking the silence. "A safe room for what? Like a vault for money?". Evan asked.

The two invaded a corridor, the surrounding was black, a little light from the lantern gradually appeared, except for them, there was no one else, along the way Tadhg Walter did not say a word, Egbert Leon did not dare to speak, until he reached a room. Because Tadhg Walter doesn't like noise, Egbert Leon doesn't let many people welcome him, unlike those big old, has to drag people everywhere goes, wanting more eyes to focus on self. Also very few people know this strong big, Tadhg Walter but the dragon god sees the head but not the tail, making it difficult for people to detect. Egbert Leon went forward, opened the door self, and said. "What I want to say is in the room, you should still se

I said while walking up to the front desk. "Um ma'am do you happen to know which room Ella Griffen is in right now?" I said sending her sad eyes and a weak smile. "Yes she's in room 1738" she said smiling. "Do you happen to know where that is?" I said grasping onto jacks shirt. "Yes it's on the third floor" "Thank you so much this really means a lot" I said letting a tear to escape making this seem very meaningful. After we hugged me and Jack made our way to the elevator.

I arrived at the rehabilitation center at two fifty, ten minutes early again, and checked in at the front desk. "Private treatment room three," the receptionist said with a smile. "Down the hall, last door on the right." My pulse kicked up as I walked down the corridor. Private treatment room. Away from the main gym, away from other patients and staff. Just Eli and me behind a closed door. I found the room and knocked, my heart hammering. "Come in," Eli's voice called. I opened the door and stepped inside, and my breath caught. The room was smaller than I'd expected. More intimate. There was a padded treatment table in the center, cabinets along one wall stocked with equipment and supplies,