I'm in a slightly more better hotel. Yay. Oh yeah, sorry about not posting this earlier. I was busy...doing nothing.
Well, it turns out that there was a huge hole in our previous hotel wall. I mean really big. That would explain the wooden board that was covering a section of the wall in our bathroom. And here I was freaking out, thinking that the Rake somehow teleported himself in our room. It's a great thing that Nate reminded me of the wooden board.
I ran out of the room that night, first I got my stuff. I really need to get my priorities straight. Back to my retelling of what happened that night. Nate was already out of the door. He told me to hurry up before I die. When I got out, he slammed the door shut. I swore I heard it shrieking. It hurt, but it was actually kind of funny.
We ran to Nate's car, got in, and for some reason I could not stop laughing. It was like I was in some absurd, deranged comedy movie. I think some of it was pent up nervousness, but laughing? Really Kobalos? Laughing?
I have no idea what I was feeling at that time. My emotions were sort of muted and conflicted. I was feeling, but at the same time I was not. This is confusing me.
As I've typed, we're in another hotel.
I'm gonna take a nap.