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During one of The Corrs' World Tours, the band stayed in a modern, lavish
hotel in Germany. Everything seemed normal, except to Caroline, who had
been studying paranormal and beyond-this-world things recently. Jim, Sharon,
Andrea, Keith and Anto thought nothing of the hotel as they entered. Caroline,
however, got the sudden urge to look over her shoulder every now and then,
and got very quiet.
Andrea: Cazz, you okay?
Caro: I'm fine.
Andrea: You look like you're freaking out about something.
Caro shifted around in the little elevator they were in. The rest of
the group had gone up before them, and they were alone.
Caro: I just don't feel right here... something is wrong about this
place.
Andrea: Oh, you've just been reading too much ghost stuff. Your mind
is jumping about it. Used to happen to me too, but I forgot about it all
after a while.
Caro: Seriously... every now and then I feel something, but there's
nothing there... I can't explain. I know none of you will believe it.
Andrea: Well, I believe you. I mean, you never know. You remember that
thing on the Queen Mary, right?
Caro: (laughs) Yeah, that was bizarre.
Andrea: And we lived through that. I'm pretty sure whatever you feel
here is child's play compared to what happened back on that ship.
(Note: If you want a copy of the Queen Mary story, send me an email
at singerjames16@yahoo.com and I'll send it to you. You can also find it
in the Andrea Corr forum in the old topic called Funny Situations)
Caro: True, I've only been sensing things. Haven't actually seen anything.
As the elevator doors open, Caroline sees a small ball of light move
quickly away.
Caro: Did you see that?
Andrea: I think... was that dust?
Caro: Dust can't move that quick.
Andrea: Let's just get our things and get out of here.
They roll the cart holding their bags out into the hall and join the
rest of their group.
Jim: Hey you two, your rooms are at the other end. Here are the keys.
Andrea: Why did they split us up?
Jim: Eh, I don't know. I don't mind, though. Anto and Keith are down
two floors, probably won't even stay in the rooms. They'll probably be
clubbing all night, if I know them that well.
Andrea: Well, okay. Let's go, Cazz.
They go down the hall and into the rooms. The thing they notice immediately
is that the rooms are dreadfully cold. Both Andrea and Caroline get goosebumps
as they walk through the doors.
Caro: Damn! Who the hell has the air conditioning on?
Caro goes over to the air conditioner to switch it off, then realizes
that the air conditioner isn't on, the heat is actually going. She begins
to feel terrified.
Andrea freaks out when she goes into her room, and practically does
the same thing with the air conditioner.
Andrea: Carolinnnnnne? Could you come here a minute?
Caro: What about you? Could YOU come here a minute?
Suddenly the rooms become warm again. Within seconds there is warm
air. The doors shut as if though they were blown by a draft.
Andrea: Caroline...
Andrea goes to her door and opens it. Caroline is already back out
in the hall.
Andrea: What the hell is going on in this place?
Caro: I knew it, I knew it! That orb or whatever it was... it went
this way.
Andrea: I'm really scared now...
Caro: Come on, let's go talk to Jim and Sharon, maybe they had the
same thing.
They go down the hall to Jim's room. The door is closed and there isn't
any sound from inside.
Caro: Jim? You in there?
Jim: Yeah? What do you need?
Caro: Em... was it cold in your room just a minute ago?
Jim: Nope. It was actually just fine. You could go ask Sharon, I'm
sure she'll be bitching about every little detail.
They go and knock on Sharon's door.
Sharon: Come in!
They enter to find Sharon sitting on her bed. Nothing seems to be out
of the ordinary.
Sharon: Oh, hi.
Caro: Hi.
Andrea: We were just wondering... was your room cold when you came
in?
Sharon: Hmm... no. Why?
Caro: Well, ours were, and it's common knowledge that...
Sharon: Oh, you've been reading too much ghost stuff on the net. Maybe
the air conditioner is on.
Andrea: Neither of them where. Just suddenly it became normal temperature,
like nothing had happened.
Caro: I think we ran into "cold spots".
Sharon: Look, I'd like to believe you both, but I don't want to get
paranoid and ruin my stay here. We actually get to relax for a couple days
before we have to perform, and I want to take it easy.
Caro: I understand. Come on, Andy.
They leave the room. Andrea is peering down the hall.
Andrea: I'm really paranoid now, Caroline.
Caro: I understand. Trust me, I am too.
Andrea: What if we go back in the rooms and the walls start bleeding
or something?
Caro: I doubt that would happen. Besides, we could just call each other
on the phones.
Andrea: Right, I forgot about that.
They go to their own doors, and Caroline goes into her room. Nothing
happens there. As Andrea enters her room, it seems as if though the lights
had been turned out, and faded back in as she opened the door.
Andrea: No. Em, Caroline, can I stay in your room for a while?
Caro: Sure.
They go in and settle down. Caroline takes out a laptop and accesses
the web.
Caro: Want to read about ghosts? It might be good for you to know.
Andrea: I guess. I'm really waiting for Sharon or Jim to come running
down the hall, screaming like the dickens.
Caro: What are the dickens?
Andrea: I don't know, don't all of we Irish people say that?
Caroline goes to several sites until she finds some information. She
slides the computer over to Andrea, who reads for a while.
Andrea: This is really creepy. That stuff about the cold spots is a
real big thing.
Caro: They talk about stuff like feeling hands on your body, presences
being felt behind you... I was practically having nightmares last night.
Just then, the lights went out.
Andrea: Okay, this looks familiar.
Caro: You okay?
Andrea: Yes, I'm fine. Where are you?
Caro: To your right. Just stay where you are.
They both hear a low grumble, a low, resonant grumble that shakes the
windows.
Andrea: Agggh! Oh my god!!
Caro: Whaa!
Jim: *knock knock knock*
Andrea and Caro: Agggh!
Jim: Hey, what's going on in there?
Andrea: It's just Jim.
Caro: The lights went out, Jim.
Jim: Oh, really? Open your door.
Caro: I can't SEE the door, Jim.
Jim has an extra key card, so he tries it in the door. Being that the
room has no power, the key has no effect on the door.
Jim: The card won't work. Do you two have a flashlight or something?
Caro: Oh, that's right. I have one... I think. Now where's my bag?
(feels around)
Andrea: Hey! That's my bum! STOP IT.
Caro: Sorry. Okay, maybe over here on the floor...
Andrea: I said STOP IT!!!
Caro: I didn't do that!
Andrea: Really? Then... AGGH! The ghost is touching my bum!!!
Caroline manages to find her suitcase, whips out her flashlight, and
turns it on. She sees a shadow fly into the ceiling.
Caro: Cripes! Okay Jim, I'm coming.
Caroline goes to the door and opens it. Jim is standing there.
Jim: You okay? Did Andrea just say something about a ghost?
Caro: Yeah, she did. You okay, Andrea?
Andrea: NO!! A ghost was touching me bum!!
Jim reaches around the wall and flicks the light switch back and forth.
Jim: Well, looks like you're out of luck. We could call the room service
people...
Caro: I don't want to stay in this room anymore... I think it's too
dangerous.
Jim: Okay, well you could probably stay with Andrea then.
Andrea: Good idea, I'm NOT sleeping alone.
A while later, Caroline is relocated to Andrea's room. Everything seems
fine.
Andrea: Do you think someone at this hotel knows about the ghosts?
Caro: This place is practically new. We'd have to learn about the land
it's built on. Could've been an old cemetary or something.
Andrea: Eek.
Caroline gets back on her computer.
Caro: Thanks to Jim for being such a tech nerd... let's see...
Andrea goes and looks out the window at the storm clouds ahead.
Andrea: Why does there always have to be a storm whenever we go to
hotels?
Caro: Bingo.
Andrea: Hmm? Wow, that was fast.
Caro: Just as I thought, this address used to be for a cemetary. For
some stupid reason somebody thought this would be a great place to build
a hotel.
Andrea: Terrific. Prime real-estate.
Andrea takes off her shirt and walks around in her bustier.
Caro: Hmm, think of all the male fans now.
Andrea: Yeah, and naughty bum-touching ghosts.
Caro: Maybe we could perform an seance.
Andrea: I think that's rather drastic. I mean, what if we don't do
it right? You barely know anything about it. We could get possessed or
something, and then this would be like the Exorcist. My head might start
spinning and I'll walk like a spider.
Caro: Don't be silly. Still, we should try. What if these ghosts hurt
us? We need to do something.
Andrea: If you insist. I just don't feel comfortable with it.
An hour or so later, Caroline had created a mock Ouija board from a
big poster board. Letters were crudely drawn with a black marker, and a
Yes or No at the bottom.
Caro: I think it's pretty good. What do you think?
Andrea: Looks like our logo. It'll work.
They turn out the lights, light candles, and sit down on the floor
with the board.
Andrea: So do we just start asking questions.
Caro: No! We have to say this mantra. I mean... well I don't know,
we should just say one, it'll make it cooler.
Andrea: Okay, spirit spirit, wherever you are, tell us tell us who
you are...
Caro: Hehehe no! More like... may any souls in this building join us
in conversation.
Andrea: And have a cookie. *crunch*
Caro: Put those away! Oh wait, give me that.
Caroline pulls Andrea's partly eaten cookie out of her hand.
Andrea: Okay, you do realize I just bit that...
Caro: I know, but we need a pointer. Em... okay, are there indeed spirits
in this building?
They put their hands on the cookie pointer. Nothing happens after a
few seconds.
Andrea: Doesn't work. Maybe we should use a gingerbread one.
Just then, the pointer starts moving. It goes across the board, and
lands on the Yes.
Caroline continues.
Caro: Are you a good spirit?
The pointer once again hesitates to move. It sits there under their
fingers. The tension gets so heavy that the cookie crumbles.
Andrea: Damn. Hold on.
Andrea takes out a rather large gingersnap and bites it, and replaces
it on the board.
Caro: We really need to get ourselves and actual pointer.
The cookie pointer moves again.
Caro and Andrea: S... O... M... E...
Caro: Write it down, Andrea.
Andrea: But you need at least two people holding the pointer!
Caro: Em... here, put the pencil in my toes.
Andrea: Wait for it though.
Caro: Okay, that was a T, an A, and two L's.
Andrea writes it down.
Andrea: Sometall?
Caro: Hmm, I'm sure we wanted to know that. I think it went to the
O again, but I'm not sure.
Andrea: Well then that could make "Some, not all."
Caro: Perhaps.
The pointer starts moving by itself.
Caro: S... O... M... E... N... O... T... A... L... L... Some not all!
Andrea: Wow, they repeated for us. Hey, doesn't that mean that only
some of them are good?
Caro: Could be. Here, put the pencil in my toes, I'll write them down.
Andrea puts the pencil in Caroline's toes and they continue with the
seance.
Caro: Want to ask them a question, Andy?
Andrea: Okay... Do you mean to harm us?
Caro: Good one.
Andrea: Thanks.
The pointer moves under their fingers.
Andrea: B... A... D... O... N... E... S... R... Badonesr?
Caro: Bad ones r. Nice spelling.
Andrea: Em... what is your name?
The pointer doesn't move for about ten seconds, then hastily slides
across the board.
Andrea: E... V... I... L... C... O... M... I... N... G... O... Evil
comingo?
Caro: Uh oh. Andrea, blow out the candles!
Andrea: What? Why?
Caro: Evil comin! Go!
Andrea: Aggh! Okay!
Caro: Wait, I don't remember how to close the session! Um, let it be
over? I don't know!
Andrea: Just blow out the candles!
Andrea jumps up to blow out candles, when a point of white light jumps
into her eye. She almost screams, and in her mind she can hear herself
scream, but nothing came out. Instead, a blank look comes upon her face.
Caro: *phoof* *phooof* Andrea, what are you doing? Hurry!
Andrea stands there for a few seconds, looking around, then walks over
and starts blowing out candles. Caroline turns on the lights.
Caro: Okay, I think that's the last of them. You feeling okay, Andrea?
That was really dangerous.
Andrea: Eh... I'm... fine. Yes, I'm fine. *nodding head*
Caroline turns around. Just then, there are knocks at the door.
Jim: You two okay in there?
As Caroline goes to answer the door, she doesn't notice Andrea, who
is staring blankly ahead. A flash of evil red glows in her eyes
Jim: I thought I heard screaming.
Caro: Well, we were getting a little worked up.
Jim: Can I come in?
Caro: Wait, no!
Caroline tries holding the door closed but Jim pushes it open. He sees
all the candles and the Ouija board.
Jim: Oh no, don't tell me you were trying to do THAT.
Caro: Well...
Jim: Ouija boards are evil, Caroline! What if it actually worked? We
all could be in danger.
Caro: Yes, I know, I'm sorry. It's just that, well, we were bored,
I guess.
Jim: This is not something to play around with. Just think of what
the holy ghost is thinking right now. Damnation to Caroline Corr!
Caro: Oh, shut up. You sound like Sharon.
Jim: Pretty good, huh?
Sharon: What?
Sharon walks in and sees the Ouija board.
Jim: Uh oh...
Sharon: Caroline!! Andrea! What the devil are you two doing?? Do you
realize those are MY candle holders???
Jim: Huh?
Caro: But, but... aren't you mad about the board?
Sharon: Those candle holders are special, they cost me a hundred dollars
each!
Caro: A hundred dollars?
Meanwhile, Andrea is walking around the room, staring at everything
as if though she had never seen a room before. She still has that blank
look in her eyes. Caroline gets Sharon and Jim out of the room, and is
startled to find Andrea standing less than an inch away, staring straight
at her.
Caro: Whoa! Um, a little close there, Andy.
Caroline walks across the room, leaving Andrea standing near the door.
She starts putting some things away. Andrea slowly turns around and stares
at Caroline, then looks slowly to the right to see a pen on the dresser.
She walks over and picks it up.
Caro: That was a close call. I'm glad nothing bad happened with the
Ouija board stuff.
Andrea gets closer.
Caro: I guess we should just calm down... what can a ghost do? All
they can really do is scare the heck out of you, which I must admit, they're
doing rather well.
Andrea gets closer and closer, clutching the pen.
Caro: Want me to call room service?
Andrea doesn't say anything. She clicks the pen and keeps moving closer.
Caro: Andrea?
Andrea raises the pen and...
Caro turns around and quickly dodges as Andrea swipes downward with
the pen.
Caro: Andrea!!
Andrea starts writing madly on the wall. "HELP ME"
Andrea turns around quickly, staring at Caroline. Caroline backs up.
Caro: Andrea, what is the matter with you?
Andrea grins a wide, evil grin. Her eyes glow a burning red. A blur
runs across the room. Caroline turns to look at it, and when she looks
back she sees Andrea right there, grinning madly from ear to ear, snarling.
Andrea: DIE!
Andrea picks up Caroline by the throat and slams her against the wall
with incredible strength. Caroline starts choking. Andrea is still grinning.
Several ghostly entities appear in the room, three vague shadows walking
around. Caroline hears a distant laughing and a crash of thunder.
Caroline kicks her feet, finally landing a hit right to Andrea's shin.
Andrea lets go of Caroline, then is charged. Caroline smashes Andrea into
a wall, then gets decked.
Caro: Get... *PUNCH* out *PUNCH* of *PUNCH* her!!!!! *SLAM*
Andrea falls to the floor bleeding. Caroline sees a point of light
fly from Andrea and float in midair. Caroline can see two burning red eyes
looking at her. Then the spirit flies into the wall.
Andrea: Caroline..... help me....
Later, Caroline is using a damp towel to wipe away the blood from Andrea's
face.
Caro: So... what happened?
Andrea: Well... last thing I really remember, something hit me.
Caro: That was probably me.
Andrea: No, I mean... well, I got up to blow out the candles, then
something flew into my face. It felt like it went right into my brain or
something. I could think, but not really, I felt light-headed.
Caro: Did you know you were trying to kill me?
Andrea: I think I did. Even so, I couldn't even feel my body. I just
felt so distant.
Caro: Well, you're back now, that's all that matters.
Andrea: Did I hurt you?
Caro: No. I was too quick for you.
Suddenly, there's a knock at the door.
Caro: Who is it?
Nobody answers.
Caro: Who is it?
Again, there is no answer.
Andrea: Maybe it's...
Caro: Just sit.
Caro goes to the door slowly. There is more knocking on the door as
she gets halfway there. She reaches out to the doorknob, and opens the
door quickly.
Sharon: Whoa. Um, what are you doing?
Caro: What am I doing? What about YOU?
Sharon: I was just wondering what was up. You two doing anything?
Caro: Nothing too bad. Come on in.
Sharon comes in and sees Andrea on a bed holding a towel to her face.
Sharon: What the hell happened in here?
Caro was about to cover it up, but Andrea let it out.
Andrea: I got possessed by a ghost.
Sharon: Oh, come on, you really expect me to believe that?
Andrea: Yes.
Caro: That's what the Ouija board was all about. I guess we didn't
know what we were doing.
Sharon: I can't believe this... you really expect me to actually BELIEVE
Andrea was possessed?
Just then, a white ghostly form drops slowly from the ceiling, right
in front of Sharon. Sharon's eyes get extremely big as the ghost floats
in front of her and stares.
Sharon: Do you see...
Caro: Yes. We see it.
Andrea: Ugghh.... no more, please.
The ghost floats for a few seconds more, then leaves. Sharon starts
shaking.
Caro: Believe us now?
Sharon: Forgive me if I run out of the room screaming at the top of
my lungs.
Sharon takes off out the door.
Sharon: AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Later...
Jim: You all are being sissies.
Sharon: Nuh-uh!!!!!
Jim: You three are always trying to play jokes on me.
Andrea: Trust us! Just go and sit in our room for like, half an hour!
Jim: Yeah right, then Caroline bursts out of the closet with bedsheets
and chains.
Andrea: No! And besides, where is she going to get chains?
Jim: Don't you know? Caroline is into bondage.
Andrea: Huh???
Jim: Just kidding.
Sharon: So just go into the room and sit around for awhile, and tell
us you don't see anything.
Jim: But my concert is about to come on pay-per-view!
Caro: We'll order it for you again. Come on, just go.
Jim: Fine... (grumble grumble)
Sharon: What was that?
Jim: Nothing.
They go back to Andrea's room, where Caroline is sitting on a bed.
Sharon: See anything?
Caro: Thought I did. Nothing else, really.
Jim: This is going to be nothing.
Andrea: Just watch. Besides, didn't you learn your lesson from the
Queen Mary?
Jim: No.
Andrea: Oh. Well then... (walks away)
Sharon: Okay, we'll bring you out in about half an hour.
Jim: Whatever. But get me some Sun Chips.
Sharon: Sun Chips? What are you gonna do with those?
Jim: I'm gonna eat them. No, I'm going to trap evil spirits. What do
you think I'm gonna do with them?Sharon: I thought you were going to shove
them up your a...
Andrea: All right, let's go.
They all leave the room, and Jim sits down on a bed.
Jim: What a bunch of ninnies.
He sits there bored. Five minutes goes by. Another five minutes goes
by. Jim starts juggling his shoes. It starts raining heavily outside. Five
more minutes goes by. Jim starts singing the Bum Bum Song. Ten minutes
pass, and Jim looks at his watch.
Jim: Time's up.
Jim takes a quick glance out the window before putting his shoes back
on. He doesn't see anything, and continues. As he laces up, lightning strikes,
but the room doesn't light up. Jim looks up quickly. In the distance, he
can almost hear children laughing...
Jim: Whaa...
The floor rumbles a little bit, and Jim stands up quickly, wearing
only one shoe. He clunks around the room.
Jim: What the devil?
Jim gets near to the bathroom door, his back turned to it. He doesn't
see a dirty skeleton reaching out from the darkness of the bathroom.
Jim: Huh?? WHAGGH! Get off me!!!!
Jim throws the skeleton into the room. The skeleton clicks and clatters
as it stands up and "looks" at Jim.
Skelton: GNARRRRFF!!!!
Jim: Gnarf?
The skeleton leaps through the air right at Jim, teeth chattering.
Jim ducks, and just at that instant his sisters open the front door. The
skelton flies out and shatters on the hallway wall.
Sisters: EEEEEE!!!!
Jim: That's it! Let's get the hell OUT of this hotel!!!!
Just then, a dark voice louder than a freight train rumbles the hotel.
Voice: YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE! YOU'RE MINE!!!!!!!!!
Andrea: Huh. Doesn't this seem like a really cheap horror film?
Sharon: So what, does the hotel want our autograph or something? Has
to be some reason why we "can't leave".
Jim: Maybe it's because of our traditional Irish descent.
Andrea: Or MAYBE the hotel is built on an old cemetary.
Jim: That too. Wait, you didn't mention that before.
Caro: Yeah, for some stupid reason, they decided to build this hotel
right on top of it and didn't even re-locate the bodies.
Sharon: Well why does the hotel want us then? Why not some other poor
saps who stay here?
Andrea: Probably has something to do with the rooms. I don't think
the hotel itself is haunted, just the places inside.
Jim: Good, Andrea. (sarcastic)
Caro: So... what do we do now?
Jim: I say we just leave... how can anything stop us? Really!
A mumble shudders through the walls. The room door, which was wide
open behind them, slams shut and the hall lights flicker.
Jim: Ooookay.... now what?
Sharon: I think now we know what can keep us in the hotel.
Jim: Nonsense! This is just a little...
*thunder crash*
Jim: Okay, and now we're in the dark. Now there's no power... which
means no elevator.
Andrea: Stairs. We could take the stairs!
Caro: Actually... we could try staying here.
Other 3: Are you nuts???
Caro: Well I mean, nothing really bad has happened yet...
Andrea: I got possessed!
Caro: But still, that was because we weren't being careful. But I think
we can still stay here safely and do the concert. Then we can leave.
Sharon: Cazz, need I remind you that that sounds like a really stupid
idea?
Jim: Well... you know, it'd be really hard to get another hotel, considering
that this is the nicest one near the arena, and we COULD last the night...
Andrea: You got attacked by a skeleton. And there are polter-whatsits
all over the place.
Caro: Where are we GOING to go? All the other hotels are closed, it's
raining cats and dogs and magpies outside. There's no way we could find
a place.
Sharon: I can already tell where this is going to lead, so I'll just
stop right here. We stay, let's get scared off our wits and almost killed.
Should be fun.
Caro: Wow, really? That's easier than I thought.
Hours later, the Corr family is asleep in their beds. Jim and Sharon
are secure in their room. Caro and Andrea's room is dark and quiet, and
the only sound is the storm and the breathing of the two sisters within.
Andrea: Caroline?
Caro: Yes?
Andrea: Are you scared?
Caro: Of course I am. I'm sleeping in the buff and I don't want you
to see me.
Andrea: Well, no, that's beside the point.
Caro: No, really, I'm scared. I mean, who isn't scared? We have spirits
all around us.
Andrea: Do you think we'll have bad dreams?
Caro: Can't say.
Andrea rolls around on her bed.
Andrea: I remember being back at home... you remember that old coat
rack mammy and daddy put in our room for a few weeks?
Caro: Yeah.
Andrea: I kept thinking that was a ghost. It cast this REALLY weird
shadow on the closet.
Caro: Really? I thought it looked like a bird.
Andrea: You ever hear those weird sounds out in the hallway late at
night?
Caro: Yes... oh god, those sounds always made my hair stand on end.
Andrea: I know! Remember that halloween night with the...
Caro: Blood moon? Yes. You saw that shadow thing?
Andrea: Yes. I went downstairs for water, and when I came back up there
was this shadow at the top of the stairs. You could almost see through
it. I was petrified.
Caro: Did it do anything?
Andrea: No. I kept staring at it, and finally it moved away. I didn't
go back up there for at least ten minutes after that.
Caro rolls over.
Caro: Yeah, I saw it when...
Andrea: Cazz, I can see you.
Caro: Huh? Whoops! *covers up* Anyway, I saw it in the room.
Andrea: Really?
Caro: Yes. It was when you left for water, and I remember thinking
"She's taking a long time." All of a sudden, the door opened and I thought
it was you, but it was this shadow and it was towering. I mean... I almost
wet the bed.
Andrea: Hehehe.
Lightning strikes. The Corr sisters don't notice something transparent
standing in the middle of the room being lit up by the light.
A thump happened out in the hall.
Andrea: Oh my god...
A low moan accompanied the thump.
Caro: What?
Andrea: I hear something out in the hall.
Another thump and moan. It seemed to be moving down the hall, toward
their room.
Caro: Is the door bolted?
Andrea: Oh crap... I forgot to do it.
Andrea jumps up and runs to the door. She locks the big deadbolt and
puts the bar in place, then jumps back into her bed. Another thump and
moan occurs, closer this time.
Caro: The key card lock should keep the thing closed, but I wanted
to be safe.
Andrea: What about the bathroom?
Caro: I have a chair holding the door. It's safe.
*thump* *moaaan*
Andrea: Dear god... it's getting closer!
*thump* *moaaan*
Caro: Should we call Jim and Sharon?
Andrea: No... they're safe.
The thumping stops at the door. Andrea and Caroline hear muffled breathing
right outside.
Andrea: What is it doing?
Caro: Shh!
The breathing continues, then there is clicking at the door. The door
handle rattles.
Caro: It's trying to get in...
*POUND POUND POUND*
Andrea: Whaa... *sob*
The breathing gets louder for a few seconds, then the thumping goes
back down the hall slowly.
Andrea: Call Sharon and Jim. We have to warn them!
Caroline reaches out to the phone and picks it up, not caring what
Andrea can see. She dials Sharon's number.
Caro: Come on, pick up... please pick up.
Sharon: *clik* Hello?
Caro: Sharon, there's something coming down the hall. Don't go out
there.
Sharon: Okay... did you see it?
Caro: No, but it sounded strong... and Andrea's crying in fear.
Andrea: No I'm not. *sniffle*
Sharon: Ok. I'll be sure not to go out there. Does Jim know?
Caro: No. Can you call him?
Sharon: Sure. I'll let him know.
Caroline hangs up the phone.
Andrea: I'm so terrified right now. I feel like I'M gonna wet the bed.
Caro: Don't. We don't need another catastrophe.
Andrea: Let's just sleep. I can't stand this...
Caro: Okay then... good night.
Andrea: Good night.
They sleep a few hours, and as they slept, the shape that was in the
room had changed. Now it was a ghastly white form, stretched skin, very
pale, with gigantic fangs, long talons, and a facial expression of complete
ghastly evil. It moved across the room smoothly, floating like a vampire,
hand stretched out toward Caroline, who had no idea what was going on..........
Although the ghost was almost floating, it didn't see the various objects
on the floor.
*CRUNCHHH*
The ghost trips over Andrea's cookies and falls on the floor.
Caro: Huh?? AGGH! Monster!
Andrea: Wha? WHAAAAGH! Kill it! Kill it!!
Caro jumps off her bed and stomps on the monster. The monster tries
to escape but is jumped on repeatedly by Caroline. Andrea is screaming
her head off. Finally it vaporizes into thin air.
Caro: Okay... I think I got it.
Andrea: Muhnn.. agghh...
Caro: You alright? Did it do anything to you?
Andrea: No. I'm fine. You're showing. A whole lot.
Caroline looks at herself.
Caro: Whoops! *jumps back in her bed*
They wake up the next morning without incident. It's still cloudy outside,
and the rain hasn't let up.
Caro: This is just great... I'm just glad we perform tomorrow instead
of today.
Andrea: Yah, but if it's still rainin' tomorrow they'll have to cancel
the show.
Caro: Damn.
*knock knock knock*
Andrea: Who is it?
Jim: Dating service. I have one inflatable doll for a miss Andrea Corr.
Andrea: Oh, go and shoite.
Jim: Come on, let me in.
Caroline goes and opens the door, letting Jim in.
Jim: Lovely sleep? Any goblins or ghosts attempt to ruin peaceful dreams?
Andrea: Is it just me, or are you extra annoying this morning?
Caro: Actually a goblin did attack us. Other than that, we're dandy.
Jim: *claps his hands* Okay, I have a good game to play. It's called...
Find Another Hotel! Who wants to play?
Andrea: I'm in!
Caro: What are the stakes?
Jim: Here's how it goes, we all get our things together, we jump into
a car, and we find another hotel WITHOUT goblins and ghosts! Ready to play?
Andrea: Yeah, let's go!
They all get their things, and actually make it down to a car in one
piece. As they drive away, Andrea can't help but notice flashing lights
in their hotel rooms above.
Jim: Hey, where's Sharon?
Caro: Uh...
Jim: Oh damn. We forgot Sharon!
Andrea: How can you forget Sharon? She's not THAT hard to miss. Especially
in a couple months since she's preg...
Caro: WHAT?
Andrea: Kidding, kidding.
Jim: Well, we have to go back and get her.
Caro: Hmm, why? Maybe her dogmatic-ness will rid the hotel of its evil
spirits and bring peace and joy to the earth...
Andrea: Shut up, you sound like a Greenpeace spokesman. Let's go get
her.
They go back into the hotel and to Sharon's room. She answers the door,
her hair wrapped up in a towel.
Sharon: What?
Jim: Em... well, we don't know how to explain this.
Caro: Get your things, we're leaving the hotel.
Sharon: *sigh* Thank god, I thought you'd never say that.
Andrea: We almost left without you.
Sharon: What??
Caro: Jim's fault.
Jim looks at Caroline angrily.
Caro: Okay, I'll just shut up now.
Sharon: You FORGOT me?
Jim: Honest mistake, really. I thought you knew!
Sharon: Okay, I'll beat your arse later, let's just get out of here.
They all get Sharon's things and bring it down to the car, then drive
away. Caroline and Andrea look back at the hotel as the cab drives down
the street.
Andrea: Oh my god! Look at that!
Jim: What?
Caro: Something's coming! Driver, go faster!!
Four ghosts zoom after the car, and fly into the Corrs. The same evil
red glow that had happened to Andrea the night before was now in all their
eyes.
Driver: What's that? What's going on?
Jim: Nothing. Drive.
They all stare straight ahead the rest of the trip, and don't say a
word. At their new hotel, they get settled. Nobody notices anything wrong,
until their concert the next night...
Anto: Hey Jim! How come you all left the hotel?
Keith: Yah! You didn't even tell us where you were going!
Jim: We left. That's enough.
Anto: You alright, Jim?
Jim wheels around and punches Anto right in the face. Keith jumps on
Jim and holds him down.
Keith: What's 'yer malfunction? Have you gone mad?
Jim: Let go of me.
Even though Jim is much smaller than Keith, Jim picks him up like he
weighed nothing. Keith was surprised tremendously.
Keith: Christ! What has happened to you??
Anto: I think he's on drugs or somethin'. Jim, are you even remotely
aware what you just did??
Suddenly, Jim flinches, and natural color comes back to his eyes.
Jim: I... what... What just happened?
Anto: What the bloody hell do you mean?
Jim: I... I don't know!
Keith: Maybe this will refresh your memory. *PUNCH*
Jim holds his bloody nose, and a white cloud flies out of his body.
Anto: Damn! What the hell was that?
Jim: Oh god... now I know! That thing that happened to Andrea... oh
god, they're possessed too! And we're about to go on!
Keith: We have to find them!
Announcer: We need the Corrs onstage right now. Show runs in five.
Jim bounds onstage, looking for his sisters. He sees Sharon standing
near a microphone, carrying her violin.
Jim: Sharon! Sharon, you're possessed!
Sharon suddenly swings around and swipes at Jim with her violin bow.
It zips near his face.
Jim: Sharon! Stop it! Fight the ghost!
Jim knew quite well that the audience would probably be able to hear
them, but he didn't care. His sister was trying to do him in with a violin
bow.
Jim: Sharon! Come out! You're possessed by a ghost!
Jim gets poked in the back by Andrea, who is wielding her tin whistle.
She pokes him again.
Jim: Ow! Stop it!
*swipe*
Jim finally decided to charge Sharon, and slams her down onto the floor,
almost wrecking her violin. She blinks, shakes her head, and looks around.
Sharon: Ow! What happened?
*wang*
Jim: Ow! Andrea!
Andrea was now trying to beat Jim around the head with her tin whistle,
and was deadly. She moves much faster than Sharon with her violin bow.
He starts backing up toward the microphones.
Jim: Andrea, snap out of it! Can't you tell you're possessed? Fight
the ghost, Andrea!
Andrea gets closer, swiping at Jim with her tin whistle. Jim backs
into a microphone stand and gets an idea.
Jim: Andrea, sing for me!
Jim grabs the microphone and swings it by its cord. It smacks Andrea
right in the side of the head, stunning her for a few seconds.
Announcer: Ten seconds, nine, eight, seven...
Andrea scuttles back to her microphone, unaffected by Jim's microphone
dynamics. Jim looks to see Caroline throwing Anto and Keith like it was
nothing. They can't take her down.
Announcer: Three, two...
Jim grabs a guitar, not caring to see if it was even tuned. He did
notice one thing...
Jim: At least they still know how to dress. (looks at Andrea's lime
green dress with funny red stripes)
Announcer: One, here we go!
*bang bomp bonk boom bang bang*
Jim looks back at Caroline, and his face stretches a little. The ghost
didn't have very much experience in drumming. Caroline wanted to drum,
the ghost didn't know how.
*tweet squeak squeak squeak fweeepp*
Jim looks at Andrea, who's obsessor obviously didn't have the slightest
idea how to play the tin whistle.
Sharon tries saving the day, and begins playing the beginning to Dreams
on the violin. Jim joins in with her, and now Andrea is staring at the
both of them. She's shaking.
Andrea: Now here you go again, you say, you want your freedom. Well
who am I to keep you down?
Jim looks over at Sharon.
Jim: It's working! (thinking)
Caroline, however, still had a problem. She couldn't hold a beat for
the life of her. Amazingly, Anto and Keith were set back up and playing.
Keith took his usual spot, which was in the back near Caroline, but he
was at least ten feet away. He wouldn't be able to clock Caroline back
to her original self.
Just when Jim knew that the song was going to crash, Caroline's bad
drumming experience paid off. She hit HERSELF with a drumstick, right in
the head. Jim flinches. Caroline sits, shaking her head, then looks up.
She acts like she just found out what was happening and starts drumming.
Jim: (thinking) Good, back to normal.
Andrea: Thunder only happens when it's raining...
The thunder outside compliments the song well.
In between that song and the next, Sharon and Andrea give Jim a hug.
Sharon: Thanks for saving us, Mr. Sun Chips.
Jim: You still owe me that bag.
They end up playing their sold-out concert all the way through, ten
songs, and arrive back at their new hotel that night, completely knocked
out.
Jim: I think those ghosts took a lot of energy from us...
Andrea: *snore*
They go into the hotel, Jim dragging Andrea behind him by the arms.
She doesn't wake up at all, even though he is dragging her across the floor
like a doll.
Up at the rooms...
Jim: So what happened there? I mean... well we all know what went wrong.
Sharon: I don't know, I could almost tell what was going on. I think
it depends on how long the ghost is in you, I think it had a better grip
on some people.
Jim: Like Andrea? She needed our music as a cure, not a bop to the
head.
Caro: Well, at least we know what brings her out the most.
Andrea: *Snore* I'm not gay! *snore*
They all burst out laughing.
Sharon: Well, I guess we don't have to worry about those pesky ghosts
anymore.
Meanwhile...
Britney: Justin, could ya get mah' bags please?
Justin: Oh come on, baby, I'm tired.
Britney: Get my bags, or you ain't gonna get nuthin' tonight.
Justin leaves the hotel room.
Britney: It's f*ckin cold in here.
A white cloud suddenly flies into Britney's eyes, and she stands there
a few minutes. Her eyes flash red.
The Corrs, only a block away, see this happening at their hotel.
Jim: Uh oh, looks like another ghost is going to have a chance at musical
genius.
Obsessed Britney looks right at them.
Sharon: And I think she's not happy with us.
*crash*
Caro: Did she just... jump out the window?
A few minutes later, there's a pounding on the window. Jim pulls back
the curtains.
Jim: AGGGGGGH!!!!! Obsessed Britney is trying to get in the window!!!
Sharon: AGGGH! Caroline, get your gun!!
Jim: Gun?
Sharon: Never mind, that's not in this episode... which script is it?
Caro: Let's wait and see what she does.
Jim locks the window, and they sit and watch. Even though Britney pounds
on the window, the windows don't break.
Jim: That's right... this is one of those bullet-proof glass hotels.
Sharon: Whew, that's a relief.
Just then, obsessed 'N Sync pops up.
Sharon: Maybe.
They shut the curtain, and endure a night of horrible obsessed singing
(Dirty Pop was quite an experience). The next day, the Corrs escape through
a back alley, and after a week, somehow, the ghosts fly terrified from
the bodies of the singers. (Explanation: Those singers have really bad
minds, and the ghosts got extremely scared).
Justin: Uh, Britney, why are we hanging onto this wall, nine stories
up?
The End.