Rushing to Claire’s side as she fell, Kenny felt for a pulse on the side of her neck. “She’s alive.” Taking a quick look over her body, he saw the trickle of blood on her finger. “One of those things must have bitten her.”
Checking the vent, Christian glanced back at the others. “Well, it’s blocked now.”
Approaching the vent, Kenny heard the flapping of the wings coming from inside. “I think we should try to trap them in there, but we’re going to have to be quick about it. There’s no telling how long those moths will stay in there.”
Grabbing one of the tablecloths from a table, Christian headed to the dining room door and glanced across at Kenny. “Ready, mate.”
Opening the door, Christian rushed to a vent close to the stairs and pulled off the grating before shoving the tablecloth inside.
Watching Kenny take care of another vent in the lobby, Samantha pulled the dining room shut. “Just in case they don’t make it.”
Looking back as he heard the door closing, Kenny headed up the stairs.
Pausing outside the room where Ray had been taken, he tried the door which refused to open. Slamming into it with his shoulder several times, he heard it crack and he managed to push open the door.
Entering the room, he stopped when he saw the bloodied sheets covering Ray’s head. Taking his time approaching the bed, he slowly pulled back the sheet.
He turned away when he saw the condition of Ray’s throat.
Christian stopped in the doorway, “Is he still okay?”
“He’s dead.” Kenny forced himself to look back, “Someone slit his throat.”
“It wasn’t the moths?” Christian moved to forward to confirm what he was being told, “There has to be someone else in the hotel.”
Pulling the blood stained sheets off the bed, Kenny began shoving them into the vent. “Maybe, but we need to keep going.”
Checking Claire’s unmoving body again, Samantha glanced at the others still in the dining room.
“She’s still breathing.”
Approaching the door, Viki glanced out into the lobby. “What’s keeping them?”
A scream from one of the guests made Viki turn, “Angelina, what is it?”
Raising her finger to point, Angelina Lace’s voice trembled as she spoke. “Look.”
Turning towards the vent, Viki saw several moths coming out of the vent. “Everybody out.”
More of the moths beginning to emerge, Viki began to move forward to grab Claire’s arms and pull her out through the door.
Samantha caught her arm and stopped her, “Leave her.”
Almost dragged by Samantha through the dining room door, Viki watched through the glass as the moths swarmed from the vent and covered Claire’s unmoving body. She stood there transfixed by the sight, blood beginning to stain the carpet beneath Claire.