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The teens spent half an hour exploring the eleventh floor, but they found nothing. No patients, no doctors, no spirits of any kind. The only thing they could find were a bunch of empty recovery rooms and nurses stations. But what they also couldn’t find was another way up. Every way that looked like a possible exit only led to a dead end. After a while, they all agreed to stop for a while and decide what to do next.
They sat around a moonlit window, contemplating whether they should go back down or keep looking around this floor. Eventually the conversation turned to what happened to each of them when they got separated. Maya went first, telling them about how the vapors chased her to the top of the steps before they disappeared. Then Jenny went next, telling them all about the x-ray chamber and the translucent figure that attacked her. Then Darrel told them about the burn ward, and about how the burning patients trapped themselves in their own blaze. And finally Chris told them
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31 Floors - 10th Floor
Back in the stairwell, Maya was still sitting at the top of the eleventh floor landing. She had stopped crying, but she was still inconsolable, and still too scared to move from her spot. For the longest time, she stared out a nearby window into the moonlit night. In the relative safety of where she sat, she allowed her mind to wander, imaging what her night would’ve been like if she hadn’t agreed to come to the hospital.
Earlier in the week, she had been invited to her friend Spencer’s Halloween party. Spencer’s family was one of the wealthiest in town, and they always hosted a big party on their estate. This year, they had agreed to let Spencer throw his own party in the guest house, and he invited just about everyone in their school to attend. But she chose not to go for the same reasons the others didn’t: Chris didn’t get invited. They were just going to visit the hospital, then hang out together at Jenny’s house. A fine enough plan, but th
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31 Floors - 6th Floor
At the end of that darkened hallway, the teens had found another flight of stairs, and now found themselves on the sixth floor. Unlike before, their journey up had been quiet and uneventful. And so far, they hadn’t found anything of consequence on this floor. From the stairwell, the teens had followed down another darkened hallway, passing by empty offices and patient rooms. It wasn’t until they reached the end of the hallway that they finally found something that felt almost too good to be true: a new, wider, moonlit stairwell, next to an elevator.
“Guys, is that what I think it is?”, Chris asked, breaking the group’s silence.
“Yeah, I think it is”, Maya replied, “We might actually be able to find a way out…”
“Or at least find a faster way up…”, Darrel added, “I’d be alright just skipping ahead a few chapters in this horror story…”
“And getting around whatever else might be wait
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31 Floors - Ground Floor (Prologue)
There once was a small town in the heart of the old South, and deep in the middle of nowhere, that seemed like any other small town you might find. Schools, churches, old neighborhoods, a town square, rolling hills and farmland on all sides; Not to mention everybody knew just about everybody else. Though like some old, small towns, it had one dark stain on it’s picturesque setting: the old hospital that sat at the edge of town. Situated between those rolling hills, it once served the town and most of the surrounding area. But after a series of events now almost forgotten by the townsfolk, it sat in ruins, unused for decades. Most people in town tried to avoid going near it if they could; the hospital always seemed to sit in shadow, even on the brightest of days. But every so often, a few brave souls would dare to enter the place, especially around Halloween. And this Halloween was no exception.
It was late afternoon when they came running over the top of the nearby hill. Four tee
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Hello boys and girls, it’s that time of year
Time to spread good tidings and cheer
And time also for a certain jolly old elf
To head out and spread plenty of joy himself
But have you ever wondered how Old St. Nick
Is able to get around the world so quick?
How does he pull off this tremendous act?
I mean, just look at the facts:
He has to cross 24 time zones, fly over at least three oceans and six continents,
To say it’s a grand undertaking is one heck of an understatement!
And even when you take out the places where they don’t celebrate Christmas,
Which really isn’t an awful lot,
You’re still left with millions, no Billions, of places for him to stop!
So how does he do it year after year?
Visit all those homes so far and near
Well I’ve looked into this question for a long time
And though my research may be presented in rhyme
What I tell you now is nonetheless fact!
I know the secret behind Santa’s Great Act!
You see, there’s not one Santa
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There once was a small town in the heart of the old South, and deep in the middle of nowhere, that seemed like any other small town you might find. Schools, churches, old neighborhoods, a town square, rolling hills and farmland on all sides; Not to mention everybody knew just about everybody else. Though like some old, small towns, it had one dark stain on it’s picturesque setting: the old hospital that sat at the edge of town. Situated between those rolling hills, it once served the town and most of the surrounding area. But after a series of events now almost forgotten by the townsfolk, it sat in ruins, unused for decades. Most people in town tried to avoid going near it if they could; the hospital always seemed to sit in shadow, even on the brightest of days. But every so often, a few brave souls would dare to enter the place, especially around Halloween. And this Halloween was no exception.

It was late afternoon when they came running over the top of the nearby hill. Four teen friends, two boys and two girls, who would be the first to actually enter the hospital on Halloween night. Most everyone who tried it usually chickened out before ever reaching the front entrance, but not them! They were determined to make it in, and make it back. Well, most of them at least…

“Guys, I’m still not sure about this…”, one of the boys said while looking down on the darkened monolith from the top of the hill.

“Don’t be such a wimp, Chris!”, the other boy replied.

“C’mon, Darrel, go easy on him”, one of the girls replied, “You know the little boy scout isn’t supposed to break any rules…”, she added in a mocking tone.

“It’s not like that, Maya!”, young Chris replied, “Y-You know all the stuff people say about this place! What if we catch something while we’re in there?”, he asked hesitantly.

“Then at least you’ll have real proof that you were in there”, the other girl replied with a coy grin.

Darrel and Maya laughed at this, but it just seemed to make Chris more nervous.

“That’s not funny, Jenny! It’s not like anyone ever came back to clean the place up after that big fire…”

Jenny looked back to Chris, “Relax, will ya? We’re just going to walk in, take a few selfies to prove we did it, then leave right after”.
“Yeah, man. The only way you’ll catch anything in there is if you make out with Maya”, Darrel added with a smirk.

Maya gave Darrel a playful shove, but Chris quickly ducked his head down, trying to hide his blushing cheeks.

“Alright guys, cool it. We’re almost there”, Jenny chimed in, “After tonight, we’re gonna be Legends!”

The rest let out a cheer as they made their way down the hill, the sun setting behind them as they finally made their way to the front doors.

Jenny was the first to approach the entrance. She stopped just short of the double doors, and looked back towards her friends. Despite all their bluster, everyone looked anxious. All the wild, scary stories they ever heard about this place were running through their heads. And even if half of them were true, then they could be coming face-to-face with Evil itself. But Jenny knew if they were going to do this, she would have to put on a brave face for the rest of them.

“Well guys”, she said putting her hands on the doors, “It’s now or never…”

The others looked between each other, then they all gave her a nod. She then pushed on the double doors, which crept open with a loud creak…
31 Floors - Ground Floor (Prologue)
This is the first chapter in an ongoing writing experiment I'll be conducting throughout the month of October. I plan to release a new, short chapter each day until the 31st. And yes, I know I'm uploading a two weeks worth at once, I will admit that my inner writer kept putting this off 'til about a week ago, and I've been rushing to play catch up on it ever since XD I just hope I can craft a good story out of all this, and that you all will enjoy it to.

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The group had made their way up to the thirteenth floor with relative ease, even with the Groundskeeper dragging them most of the way. After darting down another dark hallway, the group finally came to a stop in front of a moonlit window. The Groundskeeper finally let go of the teens, and the teens pulled away from the old man as they gave him a collective scowl.

“Alright Pops”, Darrel was the first to say, “You best start explaining yourself. Just what the Hell is going on here?!”

“You’re welcome”, the Groundskeeper said flatly, “Another minute, and you would’ve been bunking with those corpses”.

“Well thanks alot”, Maya said, “But you’re not gonna do us any favors by keeping us in the dark with what’s going on around here”.

“She’s right, and you know it”, Jenny added, “So how about filling us in with the real story, instead of trying to lead us out of here by the hand”.

The Groundskeeper huffed, clearly backed into a corner by the teens. After a moment, he finally replied, “Alright, I’ll tell you. But you might wanna sit down, this is gonna take a while to explain…”

Reluctantly, the teens agreed, sitting down on the floor by the window as they waited for the old man to explain himself. The old man grabbed a stool out of a nearby office and sat down in front of the teens. He propped his cane against the window as he turned towards the teens. And after clearing his throat, he began his story…

“Alright you kids, in order for me to explain what all is really going on around here, I have to start in the past. Way back in the past, from long before this hospital ever existed. Back before there was even a town here…

“You see, back before white settlers came here, this whole area was Cherokee territory. Where the town sits now, is where there village use to be. But more importantly, where this hospital was built, was right on top of their old burial mound…

"You see, they buried their dead out here between these hills for centuries, ‘cuz they believed that the light from the breaking dawn would lead their souls to the afterlife. But then the Spanish came and conquered the area, and drove the Cherokee out. They tried to build a settlement out here, but it didn’t last. The same thing happened with the French who tried to come through. It wasn’t until the English settled the place that a permanent town was established here. But there was a still a curse that hung over these lands. And it especially affected anyone who tried to build over the burial mound. Most folks around here stopped trying to build anything on the burial mound, didn't want anything to do with it. But that all changed during the civil war…

“I’m sure you kids know this, but a big battle was fought just outside of town. What you might not know, is that the area around the burial mounds became a field hospital. God help the soldiers that wound up in it though. There were a number of mysterious deaths in the hospital, whole battalions seemed to be dropping like flies on both sides. When they couldn’t find someone to blame for all the death, they placed the blame on supposedly contaminated drinking water from the lake. But the townsfolk knew it was because so much blood had been spilled so close to the burial mounds… And yet, in spite of all of it, thirty years later some fool decided to build a tuberculosis hospital right here on top of the burial mound.

“Now, that’s not to say one wasn’t needed at the time, but the man who built the original hospital was determined to have it built right here. So they did, and the TB hospital kept their doors open until the start of the '20s, despite the exceptionally low survival rate for the patients admitted. After that, it was reopened again as a sanitarium. Instead of helping the mentally ill though, it became a spot for people to drop off their unwanted and burdensome relatives that they couldn’t afford to care for anymore. So no one noticed when perfectly healthy patients would just drop dead for no apparent reason, not for a long time… And yet, despite all that, someone was determined to buy up the property, and turn it into a real hospital. The one you’re standing in right now…

“Near the end of the '50s, the hospital was remodeled into much of what you see here today. But overtime, the same old curse started to plague the hospital, with patients dropping like flies over routine treatments. It wasn’t long before someone accused the director of the hospital at the time of devil worship and human sacrifice… And as you can see, they weren’t too far off. All their illicit work was finally starting to come to light, and the people from the town were calling for the hospital to closed down for good. But that’s when the fire struck… Most of the patients and staff were lost in the blaze, including the hospital director. And after that, the hospital was abandoned.

“But don’t fool yourselves for a minute… the staff might be gone, but their spirits live on here, trapped in these walls just like the patients you’ve come across. And they still try to carry on their dark deeds with every unfortunate soul who wanders in here. Someone tried to use the curse to their own advantage, and now we’re suffering the consequences of it. And that’s why we have to get out of here now, before that curse falls on all of us, and we remain trapped here forever too…”

The teens sat and listened to the old man’s story as he went over the history of the hospital. They were finally starting to understand just how deep the curse went, and they gained a better insight into what might be waiting for them should they continue on with their journey. But there was one fact that remained that even the Groundskeeper couldn’t ignore…

“If everything you’ve told us is true”, Jenny said, “Then you’re right, we should try to escape. But this hospital’s still not going to let us go easily. So maybe, just maybe… we should find a way to lift the curse…”

“Have you not been listening to a word I’ve said, girl?”, the Groundskeeper asked, “This curse is ancient, and it’s been plaguing this land since long before the hospital was built. What makes you think we could possibly lift this curse?”

“You said it yourself, someone’s been trying to use the curse to their own advantage”, Jenny replied, “If we can take away that advantage, then we should be able to walk away from this place Scot-free”.

“She’s got a point, Pops”, Darrel remarked, “If that’s got anything to do with the freaky stuff going on in this place, then we could end it all here, tonight.”

“It’s impossible…”, the Groundskeeper said, “I’ve been trying to find a way to do it for almost sixty years. If you think you can solve all of this in one night…”

“Then we must be out of our minds?”, Maya asked, finishing his statement, “Well, we have been chased by undead creatures all night. It tends to have an affect on you after a while… But that doesn’t mean it’s not worth a try.”

“It’s all we’ve got, so why not?”, Chris asked rhetorically.

The Groundskeeper just sat there shaking his head, “This whole thing is damn foolish… but you have a point too. If the hospital’s willing to turn on me, then it won’t stop until it has us all…”, he then looked to Jenny, “Alright kid, we’ll do this your way for now. But if this doesn’t work, just remember that those four empty slabs in the morgue are still waiting to be filled.”

“Yeah, don’t remind me…”, Darrel remarked, “I still can’t get past the smell…”

“What my friend here means”, Jenny said, “Is that this will work, if we can all stick together”.

“Well, little miss, for all our sakes, you better hope you’re right”, the Groundskeeper replied.

“I know I am”, Jenny replied confidently, “Now let’s get moving before this place makes it’s move on us again…”

They all agreed, and rose up from their seats. As they started to walk out, Jenny turned to the old man and asked, “If we’re going to do this, then I suppose we should know your name, shouldn’t we?”

The old man nodded, “Aye, that’s fair I suppose… just call me Sam for now”.

“Nice to meet you Sam. I’m Jenny, and this is Darrel, Chris, and Maya. Welcome to the Legends!”

The old man gave her a befuddled expression as they headed for the next floor…
31 Floors - 13th Floor
And that will be it from me for now. Expect another chapter in a little while, and with any luck expect to see this and much more in the coming days. Until then, have a nice day! And if you've read any of this before going to bed, my sincerest apologies in advanced.... >; )

-Matthew

Edit: So I've been going back through these stories and doing some much-needed proofreading and tagging. I've also been sorting them into a new folder, which future chapters will be sorted into as well. Once I can make myself write them.... truth be told, writing these stories has been as intense for me as reading them might've been for some of you. BUT the chapters are planned out, so it's just as matter of getting back into the flow. After all, I can't leave you or those poor souls in hospital hanging, now can I?
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“Well?!”, the old man with the cane asked, “Are you going to answer me, or keep staring at each other like a bunch of idiots?” The teens stood there for a moment with a bewildered expression on their face. Was the man real, or another spirit? And if he was real, how did he manage to catch up with them? There was only way they were going to find out. Jenny slowly stepped up to the old man to answer for them.

“I’m sorry, we’re lost. We don’t know how to find our way back…”

“Well, then you shouldn’t have come in here in the first place!”, the old man exclaimed, “That still doesn’t answer my question!”

“Hey man”, Darrel chimed in, “You don’t have to keep shouting at us!”

“Oh, well excuse me then!”, the old man replied, “I thought I was dealing with a bunch of trespassers. I see you’re just a bunch of lost tourists! Well you better get un-lost, and fast!”

“Please, mister!”, Chris yelled nervously, stuttering at the man, “We weren’t trying to do anything to your hospital. W-We just wanted to p-p-prove there… there wasn’t anything to be scared of in here…”

“Oh, I see…”, the old man replied mockingly, “Just a bunch of dumb kids on Halloween trying to prove they’re the bravest kids in town by comin’ in the spooky old hospital on the outskirts of town… Well, I hope this little stunt’s been worth the trip to juvie!”

“Whoa, slow down old timer”, Maya said, “We thought this place was abandoned. Just who do you think you are trying to kick us out?”

“I’m the Groundskeeper”, the old man replied, “And this place might be closed, but that doesn’t mean someone still doesn’t own the property. And that someone is ME! Now all of you, get the Hell OUT of my hospital. Right. NOW!” He started to swing his cane at the kids when Jenny spoke up.

“WAIT! Please…”, she stood in front of the man and started to tear up, “We’re lost. We didn’t mean to come this far up, but all these strange things kept happening, and we’re just… we’re too scared to go back the way we came…”

The Groundskeeper paused for a moment as he examined the expression on her face. He then slowly lowered his cane before taking a step back from the teens.

“So what have you seen then?”, he asked in a calmer tone.

“Stuff that would give Stephen King nightmares”, Darrel replied.

“Evil doctors, viscous nurses, mangled patients…”, Chris added, “Plus I went on an elevator ride through Hell and saw some weird guy on the top floor…”

The Groundskeeper suddenly turned to Chris, “What were you doing on the top floor?…” Chris stared back at him, clearly confused. The Groundskeeper stepped up to Chris, “I said, what were you doing up there?!”

“Step off, Pops!”, Darrel interjected, getting between the two, “He wasn’t trying to get up there. But whatever is up there is dead-set on making sure we get up there.”

The Groundskeeper scowled at Darrel, “Well, if that’s the case, I suppose I should just walk away and leave you all for dead. Because that’s all that’s waiting for you up there: Death!” The Groundskeeper stepped away from the teens again before adding, “If you kids wanna make it out of here alive, you better follow me out. Otherwise, you can let this place lead you up to the top floor, like lambs to the slaughter…”

The teens looked between each other for a moment, trying to decide between themselves if they should follow him.

“Well, c’mon already, we don’t have all night!”

The teens all nodded, and followed the man back towards the stairwell.

As they approached the door out, the Groundskeeper started to speak, “You kids are damn lucky I decided to come here tonight. This damn place has tried to mess with me in the past, but it knows if anything happens to me, there won’t be anything to stop every land developer in the state from plowing it to the ground and turning it into a mall. So just stick close to me, and we’ll get you back home in time for your mommas to change you into your PJs and put ya to bed…” The teens tried to shrug off his callous tone as they made their way to the door. The Groundskeeper reached out to pull open the door, but what was waiting behind the door wasn’t the same stairwell; instead, there was a new flight of stairs, one that lead up to the next floor.

“No… no no no!”, the Groundskeeper exclaimed, “Don’t you dare do this to me! What possible worth could these kids be to you?!”

“Doesn’t look like we’ve got much of a choice in it now, Pops”, Darrel said.

“Exactly”, Jenny said, making her way to the front of the group, “Looks like the only way out is up…”

“No, you can’t”, the Groundskeeper said, “You don’t know what’s up there!”

“Maybe not”, Maya said, “But we can’t just stay here until the hospital changes it’s mind. Come on guys, let’s leave Willie here to yell at himself…”

The teens all agreed, and made their way past the Groundskeeper to the stairs.
“Dammit, wait!”, the Groundskeeper yelled out as the teens made their way up the stairs, “You don’t know what this means! You’re in serious danger!….” The Groundskeeper continued to protest, even as the teens disappeared from sight. Reluctantly, the Groundskeeper soon followed, shuffling up the stairs with his cane to the twelfth floor.

The teens didn’t have to go far to see what was waiting for them on this floor; just in front of them stood the entrance to the hospital morgue. The Groundskeeper came up the stairs as the teens waited to enter the morgue.

“So, are we doing this guys?”, Jenny asked to the group.

“Ready when you are”, Maya replied.

“You kids don’t wanna go in there”, the Groundskeeper warned, “Trust me on this…”

“Can’t be any worse than what we’ve already been through”, Darrel replied, “So either get in line or get out of the way, Pops, ‘cuz we’re headin’ in”.

The Groundskeeper let out a long groan, “Alright… I’ll go with you. But when I say run, you better start running…”

The others agreed, and the group walked into the morgue.

Inside the morgue, things seemed quiet and still. The room was relatively clean, practically sterile compared to the rest of the hospital. At the center of the room was an examination table, which was empty and surprisingly clean. Body lockers lined left and back walls of the room, most of which were still in good condition. And on the opposite side of the room, there was another door that led out. The group started to carefully make their way through the confined space, splitting off as they made their way around the table. Darrel and Jenny walked along the left wall, making their way past the lockers with the Groundskeeper following right behind. As they made their way past, Jenny started to notice the tags on the lockers. Though they all looked old and faded, something seemed out of place. After examining several in a row, she finally realized why:

“Guys, this isn’t right”, she said out loud, “The dates on all these tags… they’re from after the hospital closed, aren’t they?” she turned towards the Groundskeeper, directing her question to him.

The Groundskeeper stood there flustered, sandwiched between the table and the lockers. He answered frankly, “Yes. That’s why I need to get you kids out of here, before--” Just as he was about to explain, one of the lockers behind him swung open, and a tray with a body slid out from the wall. They all turned to examine the desiccated corpse lying on the slab, when they noticed something odd right away: the corpse was wearing a wide-collared shirt and bell-bottom pants, clearly an outfit from the '70s. The teens finally reasoned out what it meant, when Darrel finally asked the question on all their minds:

“Hey Pops, we aren’t the first ‘kids’ to make it in here, are we?”

The Groundskeeper let out a reluctant sigh, “No, I’m afraid not. This is why I was trying to get you to leave…”

“Alright, Mister”, Jenny said, looking back to the old man, “You’ve got alot of explaining to do”.

“Fine, I will”, the Groundskeeper replied, “But after we get out of here. And the sooner, the better…”

Just as they were about to start moving again, the desiccated corpse began to turn to face the group. It unhinged it’s jaw, and began to scream at the group. As it screamed, the other lockers around it started to rattle.

“Let’s get the Hell outta here!”, Darrel exclaimed as he attempted to run away from lockers. All around the group, random lockers would fly open, with other corpses in more contemporary outfits screaming at the group. As they rounded the table and made for the exit, four lockers in a row suddenly swung open, revealing empty slabs. The Groundskeeper suddenly came up from behind the teens and grabbed them all, shoving them through the door as more corpses started popping out of their lockers. The group was rushed down a darkened corridor away from the morgue, the sounds of the screams echoing around them until they finally found their way to the next stairwell, and made their way up to the thirteenth floor…
31 Floors - 12th Floor
So, the teens find themselves with the man keeping the hospital's dark secrets, and they find out they're not the only ones the hospital's lured in. But will they be the first to make it back out?

We're still a long wasy from finding that out, but follow our little group up to the thirteenth floor to see how the hospital came to be the house of horrors it is today!
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The teens spent half an hour exploring the eleventh floor, but they found nothing. No patients, no doctors, no spirits of any kind. The only thing they could find were a bunch of empty recovery rooms and nurses stations. But what they also couldn’t find was another way up. Every way that looked like a possible exit only led to a dead end. After a while, they all agreed to stop for a while and decide what to do next.

They sat around a moonlit window, contemplating whether they should go back down or keep looking around this floor. Eventually the conversation turned to what happened to each of them when they got separated. Maya went first, telling them about how the vapors chased her to the top of the steps before they disappeared. Then Jenny went next, telling them all about the x-ray chamber and the translucent figure that attacked her. Then Darrel told them about the burn ward, and about how the burning patients trapped themselves in their own blaze. And finally Chris told them about his haunted elevator ride up and down the hospital. He told them about the surgery patient, and about how the elevator tossed him around as it bounced from floor to floor. But one detail of the story interested Jenny more that the rest…

“So, wait a second”, Jenny said, “You actually made it to the top floor?”

“Yeah…”, Chris replied, “And there was this guy sitting behind a big desk. But he wasn’t like any of the ghosts we’ve seen so far. He was… sitting in the dark. And he talked to me like he was… aware of me”.

“What do you mean?”, Darrel asked, “These other ghosts seem pretty damn aware of us”.

“It’s… it’s hard to explain”, Chris said, “It’s like… all these other ghosts have just been reacting to us. Like they’re aware of our presence, but that they’re just acting on instinct or habit when they go after us. This guy… it’s like he was waiting for me. Or should I say… he’s waiting for us…”

The others looked between each other, before turning back to look at Chris. “What exactly did he say?”, Jenny asked, listening intently.

Chris replied, “He said… he wasn’t ready to see me yet, and to come back later. Guys, whatever’s going on with this place, I think this guy might be the key.”

“I think you’re right”, Jenny said, “Maybe if we can figure out who this guy is, we might be able to solve this whole thing…”

“Yeah, and maybe find a way out of here…”, Darrel remarked.

“Guys, I don’t like this…”, Maya remarked, “If this guy’s really the one pulling the strings, couldn’t this all be one big trap? What if he’s just leading us through his little funhouse so that he can finish us off himself?”

“Look, I know it’s a risk”, Jenny replied, “But right now it’s our only way out of here.”

“IF we can get up there again you mean”, Darrel remarked, “In case you’ve forgotten, we still can’t find a way up. We might not have a choice here”.

“Well, if we do have to go back down”, Chris said, “Then I would highly recommend that we NOT take the elevator. It’ll probably launch us through the roof next time…”

“I don’t know man…”, Maya said, “If this is all part of this guy’s plan, then maybe he’s just keeping us here while he finds some new way to torment us.”

“Or…”, Jenny replied, “Maybe there’s something on the next floor he doesn’t want us to see, and that’s why we can’t find the way out”.

“Either way”, Darrel interjected, “How do we find our way up?”

From the shadows behind them, a new voice replied, “You don’t!” The teens stood up and turned to face where the voice was coming from. From out of the shadows, a weathered old man carrying a cane stepped out and glared at that teens.

“What do you think you’re doing in my hospital?!”

The teens stood there in silence, as they tried to make sense of the new arrival…
31 Floors - 11th Floor
*Gasp!* A new player enters the scene! Who is he, and how does he figure into all of this?

Read on to find out!
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Back in the stairwell, Maya was still sitting at the top of the eleventh floor landing. She had stopped crying, but she was still inconsolable, and still too scared to move from her spot. For the longest time, she stared out a nearby window into the moonlit night. In the relative safety of where she sat, she allowed her mind to wander, imaging what her night would’ve been like if she hadn’t agreed to come to the hospital.

Earlier in the week, she had been invited to her friend Spencer’s Halloween party. Spencer’s family was one of the wealthiest in town, and they always hosted a big party on their estate. This year, they had agreed to let Spencer throw his own party in the guest house, and he invited just about everyone in their school to attend. But she chose not to go for the same reasons the others didn’t: Chris didn’t get invited. They were just going to visit the hospital, then hang out together at Jenny’s house. A fine enough plan, but the hospital clearly had plans of it’s own for them…

Now she was sitting there, wondering to herself what might’ve been had she gone to the party instead. She imagined a night of dancing, drinking, hanging out with the cool kids… maybe even finding some cute guy to make out with. She had even picked out a sexy witch costume for herself in case she did go, hidden away in her closet where her Abuela couldn’t find it. But no… instead, she chose to go with her friends, and get trapped in the Devil’s medicine cabinet. No more parties, no more dancing, no more friends… she wouldn’t even be able to celebrate the Day of the Dead, as she would probably be dead by morning.

In her quiet contemplation, she covered her eyes, still red and swollen from earlier, and tried to quiet the thoughts of her own demise. She was being selfish, she thought, merely thinking of her own fate, wishing what might have been, blaming the others for what had happened… No, she realized, if I had stayed, they would’ve gone anyway, and got trapped in this place without me. And I never would’ve know what happened to them… She looked back up, and stared back out into the moonlight. She knew she couldn’t give up on the others, or blame them for what happened. She didn’t know where to start, or if it was safe to leave the stairwell, but she knew she had to find them. She knew the only way she was going to make it out alive was with all of them. So she stood up, and looked back down the stairwell. She remembered where everyone had vanished to, but where was the best place to start looking for them?

Just as she was asking herself this, the door on the tenth floor landing suddenly swung open, and out of it Jenny, Darrel, and Chris came running. Chris slammed the door behind them as Maya called down to them, “Guys!”

“Maya!” they called back up to her. They all ran up the stairs to Maya, and pulled each other into a group hug.

“Thank God you guys, I was so worried…”, Maya said, tearing up again, “I never thought I’d see you guys again, I thought…”, she closed her eyes and pulled them in tighter.

“Yeah girl”, Darrel said with a smile, “Glad to know you’re okay too.”

“Oh my God, what happened to all of you?”, Maya asked.

“It’s a long story”, Jenny replied, “But right now, we need to find someplace safe”.

“I hate to say”, Maya said, “But right here might be the only safe place in this whole damn hospital. Those freaky nurses couldn’t follow me up here. I’ve been… too scared to try the door…” she said, looking back at the door to the eleventh door.

“Y-You’re probably right…”, Chris said hesitantly, “B-But we can’t just… stay here forever…”

“Chris is right”, Jenny added, “We can’t just stay up here forever. We know what’s waiting for use downstairs, and thanks to Chris, we have a better idea of what’s waiting for us upstairs…”

“Wait, what happened to Chris?”, Maya asked.

“We’ll tell you all that later”, Jenny replied, “For now though…”, she broke away from the group, and walked over to the door. “The only way out is up. Agreed?”, she asked, turning towards the others.

“Agreed”, the guys said in union, walking past Maya to join Jenny at the door.

“Maya?”, Jenny asked.

Maya hesitated. So far, she had been safest there in the stairwell. But she knew it couldn’t last forever. And she didn’t want to abandon her friends now.

“Alright…”, Maya said hesitantly, “Wherever you guys go, I go…”

The others smiled, holding their hands out to Maya. She walked over to them as they embraced her again. And together, they walked shoulder-to-shoulder over to the door, and walked through the door to the eleventh floor.
31 Floors - 10th Floor
Well, it looks like the whole gang's back together, and they found a clue along the way! And all without a talking dog! 

But what does all of this really mean? And what's waiting for them on the next floor? Keep following them up to find out!
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Matthew Calhoun
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Hello all! My name is Matthew, and for as long as I can remember, I've been OBSESSED with everything strange and fantastical. From Fantasy to SciFi, and from the cartoonish to the serious, I've always loved a good story, and I've got a million of my own to tell.

My biggest hope with my art and my writing is to tell all those stories, and hopefully do that one day for a living. I know as artists, we all aspire for that goal, but I know if I work hard enough and believe in myself enough (two things I've struggled with in recent years) I know that I can make it happen.

I have experience with traditional art forms, but my real expertise lies with the digital. I have experience with most Adobe programs, including Flash, Illustrator, InDesign and Photoshop, but for my own personal works I mainly use Open-Source programs like GIMP and Inkscape (because $30 a month is a wee bit out of my current budget ;P). I've also done some 3D sculpting and modelling in the past, using programs like Lightwave and Blender. And I recently started learning how to use the new open source OpenToonz program as a way to get back into 2D animation.

But of course, I also enjoy writing. The works I've shared here so far have been poetry, but I also plan on adding prose fiction, both short and long (ho boy, it'll be long) as I make it. So expect it!

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WalkingGedis Featured By Owner Oct 6, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you for Creepy stare 
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HenshinHead Featured By Owner Oct 11, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome 0)_(0
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heavenriver Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you for the watch!
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HenshinHead Featured By Owner Aug 18, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome! Lovely patterns!
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HenshinHead Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Hi there! Thank you for the reply (and the compliment on the balloons :D), and you're quite welcome for the +fav! Let's just say, I've had plenty of days when I could relate. ;P

Been catching up on some of your other poems too. Big fan of your Bitchlets! XD
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WeirdAndLovely Featured By Owner Apr 18, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
:nod: That's what I've been hearing a lot.  I'm glad people are having similar experiences to myself, with the friendships they've created on dA.

Thank you very much! I'm glad you've enjoyed them, and thank you for the watch as well!
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HenshinHead Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome Peace 
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DonMeiklejohn Featured By Owner Feb 23, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the watch!
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HenshinHead Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome. Awesome ship designs btw Cutie Thumbs Up 
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