Never thought I'd see this place again, but there's something that's still here. Something that got left behind by- [ Alan stops and shakes his head, glowering at the dirt-covered floor in front of him. He still has a strong dislike for Hartman bordering on hatred. He doesn't really like being here, but he knows he needs to be here. There's something he needs to do.
Well, aside from finding his way out of this story and getting home. It's a crazy idea, the one he's running with: the one that put him into an episode of Night Springs, and the one that made the location of said episode a lodge from his past... the not-so-distant past.
The lodge is every bit as unpleasant as Alan remembers, and he knows he wouldn't be here at all if not for that unfinished business waiting for him, whatever it is. Eventually, his path leads him down another hallway that takes a turn to one side and then leads to another set of doors. There's one door in particular that catches his eye. The doorknob looks like it's about to fall off, and the hinges look like they've seen better days, but closer inspection tells Alan that the door isn't about to open on its own.
There's a broken off beam on the ground that looks like it might have snapped off and fallen from the ceiling, and he slides a hand around it as if testing its weight. It's not too heavy, but he still needs both hands to lift it.
Before he strikes the door, he pauses. What if someone's on the other side of the door? What if he clobbers them with the beam by accident? Maybe he should take this slowly.
Holding what's left of the beam in his hands, he pokes one end of it against the door, almost like a battering ram without the battering motion. There's a creak on his side, and a dull thud on the other, and Alan feels the door slide just a bit. So he pokes at it again, and it opens just a crack.
... Well, here goes nothing. He leans against the beam, pushing it further against the door, trying to get it to open the rest of the way. Whatever he's been looking for has to be inside. Or maybe nothing's inside, but he has a good feeling about this. ]
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Well, aside from finding his way out of this story and getting home. It's a crazy idea, the one he's running with: the one that put him into an episode of Night Springs, and the one that made the location of said episode a lodge from his past... the not-so-distant past.
The lodge is every bit as unpleasant as Alan remembers, and he knows he wouldn't be here at all if not for that unfinished business waiting for him, whatever it is. Eventually, his path leads him down another hallway that takes a turn to one side and then leads to another set of doors. There's one door in particular that catches his eye. The doorknob looks like it's about to fall off, and the hinges look like they've seen better days, but closer inspection tells Alan that the door isn't about to open on its own.
There's a broken off beam on the ground that looks like it might have snapped off and fallen from the ceiling, and he slides a hand around it as if testing its weight. It's not too heavy, but he still needs both hands to lift it.
Before he strikes the door, he pauses. What if someone's on the other side of the door? What if he clobbers them with the beam by accident? Maybe he should take this slowly.
Holding what's left of the beam in his hands, he pokes one end of it against the door, almost like a battering ram without the battering motion. There's a creak on his side, and a dull thud on the other, and Alan feels the door slide just a bit. So he pokes at it again, and it opens just a crack.
... Well, here goes nothing. He leans against the beam, pushing it further against the door, trying to get it to open the rest of the way. Whatever he's been looking for has to be inside. Or maybe nothing's inside, but he has a good feeling about this. ]