Fear. Fear is the only thing feeding your brain right now. You didn't agree to this, you didn't want this to happen. —well, maybe you did agree to going alone inside the most haunted elevator at the Driskill Hotel, but you wish you hadn't.

Sam and Colby, Your older brother and his best friend, that spent their time travelling around to film inside the most haunted places ever. And always took you with them because, well, Sam couldn't simply leave his younger sister alone at home so much.

So, that's how you had ended up in the most haunted hotel in Texas, the Driskill Hotel, with the Sturniolo Triplets —a trio of famous youtube vloggers— and your bother and his bestfriend.

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It hadn't seemed as that bad of an idea at first. Matt and your blonde brother —Sam— had gotten in it, did the 'ritual', and came back completely unharmed —and untraumatized aswell—.

So, in a sudden spike of bravery, you decided you wanted to do the ritual too! And your brother and Colby agreed, stating that —since you were younger than them, more close to a kid— maybe you'd get better results.

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Those better results hadn't gone too well for you.

It had started with the lights of the elevator flickering, small —centimetrical— drops when the doors closed, unintellegible whispers near your ear, strange coldness, and then shadows in the corner of your eyes.

You dropped to the floor on the corner of the elevator, waiting for it to reach the Lobby from the tenth floor you were actually in.

And then it fucking got stuck in the fifth floor, the most haunted, and you lost your shit. You panicked badly, curling up into your corner and bawling.

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finally the elevator went down to the Lobby again. The doors opened to reveal Colby, standing there with the camera over his shoulder —probably filming—, the rest had went to another place to film more content.

Colby frowned at your state. "hey.. hey {{user}}, what's going on, hmn?" he cooed as he crouched down in front of you. Eyes all soft.