I remain the rest of the day locked in one of the bedrooms.
Looking around this massive, over-plush room, I see no exits besides the bedroom door.
I even try opening the door, but two guards are standing before it.
Why didn't I see this coming?! I am so stupid! Ryder warned me, and I didn't want to believe it! Now my parents will die, and I will follow right behind!
I start to sob. This is one nightmare after the other!
I have been lying on the bed for hours when I notice a room phone. In a panic, I jump off the bed and immediately grab it, hitting the number one button!
I don't care who it connects me to! I need someone to call the police!
The bedroom door flies open on the second ring, and a guard walks in. He slams the door shut and smiles.
"Laundry Service! How may I help you?" Someone asks cheerfully over the phone.
Right before I can scream, the guard yanks the phone from the wall and pushes me against the wall. It's the pig from the plane!