04 Jun

It Happened in Vegas Part Six

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I knew that I was still going to have to look for this thing on the rooftops, which meant I was going to have to go through one of the buildings. The problem was they were all full and no one was going to let me get through without making a scene. I was just going to have to try my luck.

After walking down the strip for a couple minutes I found myself in front of one of the hotels. Without thinking I just walked through the front door. The place was really fancy and looked very expensive. It was somewhere I would never stay.

There were people at the front desk but none of them were paying attention. I figured the best thing I could do was act like I was already staying there. I know. When does everything I do ever go the way that I want? One of the bouncers stepped in front of me, stopping me dead in my tracks. He looked big and if I wasn’t me I would be intimidated. The only reason I was nervous is that he could make a scene.

“Can I help you?” he asked me.

“Nope,” I replied.

“Can I see your ID?”

“ID? Just to get to my hotel room?”

He just stared at me.

“Look,” I began, “we both know that I’m too young to gamble. I just want to get to my room.”

He still didn’t say anything.

“I’m on vacation with my dad?” I tried.

“I’ll also need to see your room key,” he said.

“I lost that.”

“Let’s check at the front desk then.”

I think it kind of goes without saying that within the next 30 seconds I was back outside. Anywhere else and I could have just walked right through. It didn’t help that I had to walk through the casino that was in there to get to the rooms. So, I was back at square one.

My phone started to ring. It was Julie.

“Hi,” I said.

“He’s not here,” she said. “But the back door had been broken into so now I’m kind of worried.”

That was me, I thought to myself. I wasn’t going to tell her that, though. She had gotten there a lot faster than I had expected.

“I’m sure he’s okay,” I lied. I felt so awful for doing that.

“I kind of thought you’d be gone by now,” she admitted.

“I told you I wasn’t going anywhere.”

“Thank you. Have you found out anything?”

“No. I went into one place but the guy kicked me out right away.”

“I hope my dad’s okay.”

“I’m sure he’s just drunk at some casino or bar or something, hiding from everyone.”

“You think so?”

No. Not at all. “Yes.”

“I hope so. Where can I find you?”

I tried to think of something to tell her because I didn’t want her to find me in case I found the monster. She needed to be as far away from me as she could.

“I’m not really sure,” I lied.

“What do you see around you?”

“There’s nothing where I am.” That sounded stupid.

“Okay.” She sounded frustrated. “Can you walk to anything close by?”

I never got the chance to answer her. At that moment something latched onto my shoulders, digging into my skin, and lifted me into the air…

It Happened in Vegas: Part Six

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