The Black Cat Motel ~ ch 3

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I am hugging the cat to my chest. It snuggles into me.It seems though we are both terrified, having a companion makes it less scary. The sounds stop.Still clutching the cat, I check my phone.It’s 1 am. I set the cat down on the bed and get up, walking over to the door.The cat follows me. I check the handle.It’s unlocked.Cautiously, I open the door.There’s nothing outside. I go back to bed.I sleep through three am, so I have no idea if anything else unsettling happened.When I awake it’s morning.The cat is nowhere in sight.I exit my room and walk downstairs.Luna is sitting at the receptionist desk asleep. “Luna?” I ask, and she snaps awake. “Wha—oh!Sorry I didn’t get much sleep last night.Do you need something?”She asks. “How much do I owe you?”I ask. “Nothing.My motel is funded by the town.” “Oh cool.Well it was nice meeting you, but I should get going.”I say. “I don’t think you can.When I woke up this morning your car was gone.”Luna says. “What?!”I run outside and sure enough, my car is gone.I can see black skid marks on the pavement that map out its escape.But who took it?It couldn’t have been Luna, because the skid marks stretched out far into the distance, too far for her to walk back, and she didn’t have another means of getting back.I walk back into the motel and go up to Luna. “Looks like I’ll be stuck here a bit longer.Any suggestions for food?”I ask, noting that it’s high time for breakfast. “Food is included with the motel stay.You could go out into town if you want, but you’ll have to pay for it.”She says. “Free breakfast sounds good.”I reply. She smiles and walks into an adjourning room that seems to be a simple den.She goes into another room and leads me into the kitchen.There’s a simple dark wood table and some chairs.I sit down and decide now would be a good time to ask about last night. “I heard the whistling last night.”I say.Luna shudders. “So did I.” “What is it?”I ask. “I…I don’t know.But I definitely don’t want to find out.”She responds.I get the feeling that her response was a lie.She does know what it is, but she won’t tell me for some reason.She’s cracking open a few eggs over a pan and seems to be dead focused on them. “Do you have a cat?”I ask. She freezes suddenly and one of the eggs drops and smashes on the floor. “…Yes there is a cat here.”She says simply, which feels like it’s not a yes and not a no. “But it’s not your cat?” “It’s mine.”I see her fiddle with her choker. I decide to drop the topic and the day goes by quickly.Before I know it, night has fallen. Once again, just before midnight, I hear a scratching on the door. I open it and the cat limps inside.Closing the door behind it, I gently pick it up and lay it down on my bed.One of its back paws has a bloody wound.It looks like a bite mark.I rip off my shirt sleeve and use it to dress the wound.The cat looks up at me and for a moment, it feels as if it’s acknowledging that I’m helping it.Behind me the door handle begins to twitch.It’s that thing again, trying to get in.The cat hisses at the door, and I have the strangest feeling that it wants to protect me from whatever is outside that door.I turn on the night light beneath the bed and climb under the covers.the cat limps up to me and curls up beside my chest.The soft glow from the nightlight shines off something silver hanging from the cat’s neck.Just before I fall asleep, I recognize it as a crescent moon. ———————— Hey guys! here!This is my first scary story/first person experience story. It’s being posted by because my profile is mostly for Wings Of Fire stuff :) also because they were the one who asked me to write a scary story (well, challenged me, but I’m doing a great job so ha) -Seastar