Mr. Black Knows

»-(¯..v..¯)-» Design your MySpace with MyLook «-(¯..v..¯)-«........................................... ........... I was struggling with a full moon one evening when I stumbled upon a murky hotel. I heard a whimpering sound coming through the window above me. Startled, I began to make my way inside the hotel through a side entrance. It was labeled "Staff Only". I didn't care.....The door creaked as I stepped inside a shadowy room. I could see shimmering light reflect off the large, sharp knives hanging on the wall opposite me....The scent of cabbage lingered in the air. I could see a small pilot light to the right of me and could barely make out a doorway straight ahead. Making my way through the heaving area, I finally found the door which led to the lobby. I heard whispering sounds coming from the hallway in front of me. I crept into the entry way and pushed and pushed on the silver, swinging door trying to make my way through, but to no avail. The door was jammed against something heavy. Something that mumbled a moan louder and louder each time I pushed.I stopped to catch my breath.Continued in Blog Space.............I write when I feel like it. I'll let you know when the desire creeps upon me. Remember....rope burns are better than chocolate milk and oreo cookies. Peace.............(CREDIT - Background photo: Elaine Marinoff©)