Da POV from chapter 14.

...ilbarker's POV. The unknown POV has already been solved.

Yeesh.

"Holiday Inn...." I muttered.

Nope. Never heard of it.

"yeAh. I tHinK he'S heRE." Anti said.

"Think? Well, we haven't got much else to go on, so...lez go!" Kit said, pointing her stick at the entrance to the inn and walking towards it.

"Umm...has anyone else noticed that we haven't seen a single person other than Anti?" I whispered as we followed Kit inside.

It was still freakishly quiet aside from us.

"Maybe it has to do with this being a different universe/dimension or something." Cassia guessed.

I sighed and looked around.

It was...a bit creepy.

Lights were flickering and the atmosphere felt...dangerous.

"I don't like this...." I muttered.

Then...darkness befell the room.

No light came in through the doors, and the lights had shut off.

I jumped at the sudden transition.

I liked the dark, but being in an inn with a killer who could probably see us was not what I liked.

"Guys...someone make a little noise...." Kit asked shakily. "I'm fine with the dark, but please don't let it be silent...."

"Umm...dark is cool, but not Dark...." Cassia muttered.

A freakish laughter filled the silence.

"WELL, THIS IS GREAT! SOME FRESH MEAT TO PLAY WITH!" A demonic voice cackled.

"Anti, can you tell him we need his help?" I whispered in the direction I thought Anti was in.

"I cAn't. yOu'Ll onlY be ABle tO aSk whAt yoU neEd To asK afTEr he FinIshEs hIs...gAme.... If yOu surVIVe...." He whispered the last part so quietly that it was hard to hear.

I don't think I was supposed to hear that last part....

Suddenly, Anti yelped. "DARK, WHAT THE F***?!"

Dark laughed, and then...it was silent again.

I reached out and touched a shoulder. "Cassia? Kit?"

Another hand touched my shoulder. "I'm here." Kit said from behind me.

"Same." Cassia said from in front of me.

We kinda huddled a little closer together.

"Guys...I'm freaking out right now...." Kit whispered.

"I think we all are...." I whispered back.

Dark's laugh sounded again, much closer this time.

"WELL, WELL, WELL. 3 LITTLE GIRLS CAUGHT IN THE DARK BY DARK."

"We aren't little!" Kit exclaimed.

"SHUT IT, DRAGON GIRL, BEFORE I BREAK YOUR OTHER WING."

I felt Kit flinch.

I finally noticed some red circles kinda floating about in the air, staring at us.

"Guys, in front of me. I think it's Dark." I whispered.

"I don't see anything besides blackness." Cassia whispered.

"Ditto."

Dark got real close to my face. I flinched back.

"YOU CAN SEE ME? INTERESTING.... ONLY THE DEAD CAN SEE ME. OTHERS CAN ONLY HEAR ME."

Oh, yeah, I died in the last book from a gut stab.

"Well, I did die, but...I'm back, I guess?"

He laughed and I flinched.

"THEN THIS...."

Cassia screamed and then...silence.

"CASSIA?!" I yelled.

"ilbarker, I...think he----" Kit started.

"SHOULD BE...."

Kit screamed, followed by the deafening silence.

"KIT?! CASSIA?! BRING THEM BACK, YOU JERK!!"

Fingers pressed into my neck into a specific pressure point.

I began to fall unconscious.

"FUN."

...

When I could finally open my eyes, it was to super bright lights.

Ow.

And my back was hurting like I was on some kind of metal table.

I tried to shield my eyes, but I couldn't move my arms.

Or legs.

Uh oh.

When I got a little use to the brightness, I realized it was a spotlight-like thing you'd find in....

Doctor...offices....

Oh God.

"DOCTORS? IN MY OPINION, THAT'S A BIT OF A BIZARRE FEAR."

I looked towards the direction of the voice to see Dark.

He was wearing all black, unsurprisingly, and he had a pink M on his front, but it was raggedy-looking and it looked like it was dripping blood. His red eyes with black pupils were dripping blood, almost like crying blood.

I couldn't find my voice. I'll admit, I was starting to have a slight panic attack.

He laughed and floated closer to me, flicking a knife out of his pocket and putting it freakishly close to my face. "LOOK, YOU GUYS...SEEM TO UNDERSTAND WHO I AM. NORMALLY, I JUST LET MY VICTIMS ROT IN THEIR FEARS, BUT YOU GUYS...SEEM INTERESTING. AND YOU SEEM TO BE THEIR LEADER. HOW ABOUT THIS. IF, WITHIN THE NEXT 48 HOURS, YOU CAN GET FREE, SAVE YOUR FRIENDS, AND FIND ANTI, THEN I'LL HEAR WHAT YOU GUYS HAVE TO SAY. HOWEVER...IF YOU CANNOT SAVE THEM, I WILL PERSONALLY KILL ALL OF YOU. DO WE HAVE A DEAL?"

Uh, well, it was this or insta-death.

I'd prefer this.

I nodded shakily. "Y-Yeah...."

He smirked and used his knife to push some of the longer bits of my hair behind my ear. "NICE...THIS'LL BE FUN TO WATCH.... I'LL BE AROUND, SWEETHEART. DON'T FREAK OUT TOO MUCH."

He disappeared, which made me wonder if I'd see him around....

Sweetheart? Blegh.

I started pulling against the...leather restraints, I think? I dunno.

Anyway, I started pulling at them, trying to find some weak spot.

The right restraint seemed to be the tiniest bit looser than the others.

I started slowly pulling my right arm out when a set of doors I hadn't noticed open.

And in walks a doctor.

Uh, yeah, no, pull faster, arm!

It was a female with a white coat.

That was about all I could coherently get.

"Ms. ilbarker, we have been informed that you have not had all your necessary shots or had a decent checkup for the longest time. It is unfortunate that we have to have you here in this condition, but it's for your own good."

Nope, nope, nope, nope, nope. Sooooo much nope.

She walked behind me to an area I couldn't see and started pulling something over.

AHHH COME ON ARM YOU'RE ALMOST OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!

I saw a metal table thingy with a freaking ton of syringes.

HAHAHA BEST DAY EVER, AM I RIGHT?!!?

DON'T FREAKING JUDGE ME, I'M FREAKING THE FRICK OUT!!!!!!!

She picked one up, and then the best thing happened.

My restraint broke.

My forward momentum from tugging so much actually ended up slapping the doctor really hard in the abdomen.

While she was recovering from the blow, I quickly undid my other hand restraint.

"Ms. ilbarker, please, calm yourself! It is only 8 shots!"

ONLY?!!? Hahaha, yeah, fricking NO!

She tried to grab my wrist, but I punched her and quickly undid my leg restraints, jumping off the table.

Without looking back, I ran through the door the doctor had entered.

And...ended up in a dimly-lighten hallway of a hotel?

What?

I heard slow clapping from behind me and saw Dark.

"NICE. DIDN'T THINK YOU'D GET OUTTA THAT ONE. THOSE SYRINGES HAD POISON, YA KNOW."

Yup. Neeeever going to the doctor ever again.

I gathered myself a bit and asked, "Where are my friends?"

He laughed. "REALLY? I'M NOT TELLING YOU. ALL I'LL SAY IS THIS. WATCH YOUR ROOM NUMBERS. YOU HAVE 46 HOURS LEFT."

He disappeared again.

I turned to the door I had came out of and saw 452.

So...I was on the fourth floor?

With a slight shudder, I turned and went downstairs (NOT trusting a murderer's elevator) to the lobby.

It was dimly lit, but at least I could see.

And I was alone.

I took deep breaths to calm myself after that...experience.

Watch my room numbers?

I went towards to reception desk and saw a dead flip-phone.

Why was there a flip-phone here?

We have smartphones now!

Confused, I opened it and looked at the screen and numberpad.

...Wait.

I quickly looked through the letters connected to the numbers.

ABC, DEF, GHI...i...4.

ABC, DEF, GHI, JKL...l...5.

ABC...b...2.

i, 4, l, 5, b, 2.

The first 3 letters of my Wattpad name?

"WATCH YOUR ROOM NUMBERS." He had said.

Room numbers.

Wait...so...Kit and Cas would be theirs....

I checked their numbers and got Kit at 548 and Cassia at 226....

I sat down in the receptionist chair.

Despite the fact I had 46 hours to find Kit and Cassia AND get all of us to Anti, wherever he is, I knew I needed rest.

I sighed and closed my eyes.

I just hope Kit and Cassia have fears that are easy to conquer....