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Black Xmas: NYC; A Fanfiction By Kibby
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Cast of Characters:

Kelli Presley
Joanna Kitt (Melissa’s sister)
Margot Hannon (Lauren’s sister)
Anna Mathis (Dana’s sister)
Bobby Lee (Heather’s Father)
Helen Lee (Heather’s Mother)
Karen Autrey (Kyle’s sister)
Josh Porter (Mrs. Mac’s nephew)
Courtney Hightower (Megan’s married sister)
Adam Agnew (Eve’s brother)
Dan Noel (front desk clerk)
Clement Moore (senior security guard at hotel)
Mike Feliz (NYPD cop, love interest for Kelli)
The Killer

Various minor characters

(Note: This was originally written over a two-week period in 2007, so if the technology references seem odd, just remember that I was attempting to figure out what technology would be like five years into the future. I'll post a chapter a day here until all ten chapters are complete).

BLACK CHRISTMAS: NYC

CHAPTER 1


Running.
Running.
Must keep running!
The girl ran down the hallway of the hospital, smashing into a cart being pushed by an orderly.
The killer grabbed her foot, but the girl was able to kick away.
“Miss?” she heard a voice question.
Must keep running!
She quickly reached a railing and looked down. The fall was at least four stories, and would most likely kill her.
She turned to stare the killer straight in the eyes as he grabbed her throat. She began to…
“Miss?”

Jolted awake, Kelli Presley realized the cab driver was talking to her.
“What?” she questioned.
“You were really asleep there, weren’t you,” said the cabby in his thick New York accent. “Good to catch a catnap around the holidays. Stress and all. I was just askin’ if this was your first trip to Manhattan?”
“Yes,” said Kelli tersely, as she stared out the window.
“Well, la tee da,” thought the cabby. ”Somebody’s not in the Christmas spirit.”
The fact of the matter was, Kelli was never in the Christmas spirit anymore. Not after what happened Christmas Eve 2006. Not after Billy and Agnes Lenz had butchered her friends. She was the only one to survive the tragedy.
There were many days she wished she hadn’t.
Her depression had gotten so bad that her parents thought about having her committed. Her mother and father eventually split up. She finished college at a different school, but had never been able to conquer her depression totally. It had just cost her another good job.
Maybe winning this trip to New York would help set her straight with herself. The therapy had helped a little. The pills helped more, but now she popped them like they were candy from a Pez dispenser. The alcohol also seemed to help, but Kelli knew that none of these was the ultimate answer. She needed closure on that part of her life. She wondered if she would ever get it.


At the Donner Hotel, Dan Noel was busily checking his PDD (personal data device) when a woman in her early to mid-20s approached the front desk.
“Welcome to the Donner,” said Dan, in that fakey I’d-rather-be-anywhere-but-here voice he often employed. “Checking in? May I have your name, please?”
“Yes, Anna Mathis,” the drop-dead gorgeous woman replied.
Suddenly, Dan sprung to attention. “Why yes, Ms. Mathis. We’ve been expecting you. We have the suite ready for you. The number’s on the sleeve of the keycard. Please let us know if there’s anything we can do for you. Marco will help you with your bags.”
“Thank you,” came the short reply. “I assume he will unpack them neatly.”
“Why, yes, ma’am. Marco is the best.” said Dan.
Marco and Anna disappeared into the elevator, headed for the 44th floor.
“Wow. What a *****!” though Dan. He turned to his assistant. “Hey, Joey, cover for me for a minute, would ya. I gotta make a call.”
Joey got up from his laptop screen and assumed the front desk position, while Dan ducked back into a nearby closet.
He quickly dialed his cellphone. “Are they all here?’ said the voice on the other end.
“All but one,” came Dan’s reply. “She’s probably in traffic. Her flight arrived more than an hour ago.”
“Remember, do not start phase 2 until she has arrived,” the hushed voice said. “Contact me then.”
“I will.” Dan said. “Listen, you’re asking a lot of me, here. I’m not sure the money will be enough.”
“Just do as we planned,” the now irritated voice said. “We’ll talk about increasing your compensation later.”
“Fine,” Dan said, equally irritated, as he hung up and headed back to the front desk.


“So anyway, me and the missus are leaving tomorrow to go see her folks in Boston. That is, if that ice storm they’re forecastin’ misses us,” the cabby droned on to Kelli.
Boston, Kelli thought. That always brought back thoughts of the Deltas. She got out her wallet and looked at picture of her and some of the girls from a happier time. They were all dead. Kelli was all alone.
They never did rebuild the sorority house, even after six years. “Who would ever want to live there anyway?” she thought.
“Live where, Miss?” the cabby asked.
“Oh, just somewhere I used to live when I was in college,” Kelli sighed. She didn’t even realize she had asked the question out loud.
“Well, here we are. The Donner. That’ll be $38.50,” the cabby said matter-of-factly.
Kelli paid and tipped him as a bellhop immediately swooped in to grab her luggage. She entered the hotel and went straight to the front desk. The video board above the desk read, “4:55 Pm, 34 degrees, December 23rd. Forecast….ice with possibly heavy accumulations. Low around 30. cold tomorrow, little temperature change.”
“Vroom. Vroom. Varoooom!” Came a voice from behind her. A little boy wearing dark glasses bumped into her.
“David!” shouted a woman as she came up behind him. “I’m so sorry, ma’am. These new Avatax glasses the kids wear today. They’re completely surrounded by their video games, and don’t even know the world around them still exists. David, what do you say to the nice lady?”
“Sorry,” the little boy mumbled, as he went back to his racing game.
“That’s quite all right,” Kelli said. Her latest pills had taken effect, and she was feeling more even-keeled than she had all day.
“Hello, welcome to the Donner.” said Dan. He recognized Kelli immediately from the photo he had been supplied. “ May I have your name please?”
“Kelli Presley.”
“Why yes, Ms. Presley. Congratulations on winning your trip. Thomas will assist you with your bags. Your suite is all ready. Please contact us if there’s anything we can do to make your stay more enjoyable.”
“Thank you,” Kelli said tersely, as she took the keycard from Dan’s hand.
She and Thomas disappeared into the elevator, and headed for the 45th floor.
Dan waited about 90 seconds to make certain the turbo elevator had gotten them up to the floor, then he asked Joey to again cover for him. Aggravated at the interruption, Joey still sprung to his position like a good little soldier. Dan ducked into a nearby closet.
He rapidly dialed the number. “Is she here?” questioned the mysterious voice.
Dan quickly checked his PDD. “She has arrived at her suite.”
“Very well. Begin phase 2.”
“I want more money.” Dan said.
“Listen, we had an agreement.”
“I don’t give a rat’s *** about our agreement. And I know you keep saying that it can never be traced to me. Well, I think that’s bull****.”
After a long pause, the voice asked, “How much?’”
“Another $150,000.”
Another long pause. “Check your locker in two hours,” said the voice matter-of-factly. “You’ll find a PDD with instructions on how to transfer the money to the account in the Caymans.”
“it had better be there,” threatened Dan.
“I assure you, Mr. Noel. It will be there. Now commence phase 2 immediately.”
Dan closed his cellphone. He took out a specially-designed PDD he had been given. The keyboard folded out into position. Dan logged into the network and entered a pre-determined IP address. He immediately jumped into a secured socket, with a question mark flashing on screen. he keyed in the numbers and word he had been instructed:
12/24/06 Kappa.
He stared at the screen for a moment. Once he hit transmit, there was no turning back. He thought about the money.
His right thumb hit the transmit key.
It had begun.






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Thank you! I'm so glad you're enjoying it. Just something I wrote 5 years ago as a possible sequel to Black Xmas 2006, not that it did well enough to warrant a sequel. Had a lot of fun writing this and cranking it out in two weeks. Hope you enjoy the next chapter tomorrow!
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I'm going to read this as one full part as soon as you have every chapter posted, and then post a long review. I can't wait to read some of your work!
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Black Christmas: NYC

Chapter 6


“From New York, this is Today. On NBC. With Meredith Viera and Matt Lauer. Live from Studio 1A in Rockefeller Plaza.”
What the ****?, thought Kelli as she rolled over in bed.
“Our top story this morning continues to be the apparent terrorist attack on Manhattan. Thousands of people remain trapped inside the so-called Red Zone, waiting for the all-clear from authorities before they can step outside.”
Kelli sat up in bed. She got up, put on her slippers and started for the “Living Room” area of the Lees suite, where she had spent the night. Or at least a few hours of it.
“So far, authorities say it is a miracle that no one who was exposed to the Merratox gas has shown additional symptoms, but public health officials warn it is still too early to tell if New York simply got lucky, or if the worst is yet to come.”
You don’t know the half of it, Kelli thought.
“Hey, darlin’, did the TV wake you up?” Bobby Lee asked in his distinctive Southern way.
“No, I couldn’t sleep much anyway,” Kelli responded.
“Well, I guess not. Pretty crazy goings-on, ain’t it?”
“You can say that again,” Kelli noted on her way to the bathroom.
She felt safer here than anywhere else in the hotel. The Lees had comforted her when their own daughter was brutally murdered six years ago today. They had somehow always found it in themselves to care for her, nurture her, and see her through her darkest hours. Kelli worried that the darkest hours still lay ahead.
As she showered, Kelli thought about what had happened. More importantly, she kept wondering who could be behind all of this. Billy and Agnes were dead. She didn’t know some of the sorority sister’s relatives that had been brought here under false pretenses, but she just couldn’t imagine any of them going to such an elaborate tactic in order to kill them off. And why kill off the relatives, anyway? Some of them had very little interaction with their siblings. This just made no sense.
Kelli got out of the shower and began toweling off when her cell phone rang.
“Kelli, are you still in the Lee’s suite?’ came the voice on the other end of the connection.
“Yes, Mike, I’m here.”
“Stay there until I get there. Don’t let the Lees leave either.”
Kelli almost dropped the phone. “Oh, God, mike, please not another one.”
Mike paused. “Maybe more than one. I’ll be there soon.”


“And that’s all we know so far. So, we won’t be telling the rest of the hotel about the murders,” concluded Mike to the group gathered for breakfast at a separate area just outside the Donner ballroom. Mike had brought together Anna, Joanna, Adam, Josh, the Lees and Kelli to update them on the murders.
“Do any of you know of anyone else here at the Donner who might be related to one of the sisters at Kelli’s sorority?” he quickly added.
Nothing but blank stares greeted him.
“Look, I dunno what’s going on, but no one in my family has ever made an enemy,” said Josh. “Not my aunt. Not my mom. Nobody. I don’t get this. There’s only one of us who was there that night. ..” his voice trailed off.
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying,” implied Kelli.
“All I’m saying is you’re the odd one out here. We are all relatives of the ones that got killed. But not you.”
“Are you saying I brought you all here. Is that it? Kelli questioned sternly.
“All right, that’s enough,” Mike glared. “No one is saying any of you are a suspect. Right now, though, the death of Courtney Hightower and a security guard, along with the disappearance of another security guard and Karen Autrey has me erring on the side of caution. I don’t want any of you going anywhere in the hotel without PDDing me before you go. Understood?”
The group nodded.
“How many guards are still on duty?” questioned Adam Agnew.
“Just myself and Clem, the security chief. The hotel was caught in a shift change when the Merratox attack occurred. I’m on duty now. When Clem takes over, follow his commands just as you would follow mine.”
“Kelli, look!” shouted Joanna as she saw a figure go by. “Wasn’t that?’
“Margot Hannon,” said Kelli. “Mike, she’s another relative. I’m going to grab her.”
Kelli ran outside the separate room.
“Margot. Margot Hannon,” Kelli shouted.
Hmm, must be a fan, thought Margot.
‘Why yes, dear. Would you like an autograph?”
“Margot, I’m Kelli Presley.”
“I’m sure you are dear. Sure I make it out to you or to..”
“KELLI Presley from the sorority house,” Kelli interjected. “your sister’s sorority house.”
Margot seemed to crack for just a second, but said, “My sister and I were never close. She was a drunken fool.”
Wow, thought Kelli. This is not good. “Margot, listen there are a number of relatives here from the sorority sisters. Someone is killing us one by one.”
Margot just stared at her.
“Don’t you get it, Margot? They’re going to come after you, too?”
“Oh, please,” Margot says. “there’s no killer in this hotel. The only worse than thinking that is thinking this place could ever give good service.”
“Lauren was right,” snapped Kelli. “You’re a cold heartless ***** who only cares about herself. You want to die, fine.”
Kelli stormed back to the room. Margot was about to respond when her cell phone rang. It was Rico, again.

“Do you think you can do that?” asked Mike of Josh and Adam..
“Wow, that’s a tall order, “ said Adam.
“I’m willing to try it,” said Josh. “I’ll need complete access to the system, but there must be a way to defeat whatever is causing those glitches in the security camera system.”
“Good,” said Mike. “I’ll let the current camera operator know you are coming, and to let you tie in to their system.”
“She won’t take part in this,” Kelli said to Mike.
“Alright,” said Mike. “we’ll have to do it the hard way with Margot.”
“Kelli, I,” began Josh. I wanted to apologize. I didn’t mean to say you were behind all this. It’s just that. I’m don’t know what to do. I’ve never felt like this before.”
Kelli stared at him a second. “it’s okay, Josh. We’re all more than a little frazzled. If you and Adam can locate that missing time from the cameras, you would really be helping.”
Josh smiled. “I’ll do my best.”
Hiding just outside of view, a shadowy figure thought that they would do their worst.

Two hours later, Kelli, Anna and Joanna were seated in the security office of Clement Moore. Mike thought it was best if they stayed there while he was on duty.
“and that’s how I caught the Mason-Dixon bandits!” said Clem, full of pride after relating one of his many stories.
“Wow, that was great Clem,” deadpanned Anna. “Got any more?””
“Well, there was this fella who was..”
“Coffee,” interjected Anna. “got any more coffee?’”
“Here, let me go brew you ladies a fresh pot” Clem said as he disappeared into an adjoining break room.
Kelli turned to Joanna.
“How’s school going?”
“Not so good. It’s like I can’t concentrate on anything,” Joanna said. “The doctor gave me pills, but they don’t do so much. All they do is make me sleepy.”
I know what you mean, thought Kelli.
“Look, how much longer do we have to stay cooped up in here?” questioned a frazzled Anna Mathis.
“Mike will be back soon. He’ll move us to another secure location.”
“This is ********,” Anna said. “I have a business to run.”
“We all have lives,” Joanna said. “We’re hear for our own protection.”
“Do you ever think about her?” Kelli said.
“Think about who?” asked Anna.
“You know, Dana.”
“Well, I mean, she was my sister, of course I…” Anna stopped mid-sentence. She suddenly started to well up. “Oh, ****, I think about her all the time. I think about why I didn’t tell her I love her more. I think about why I didn’t come get her that night. I think about …” she suddenly went to hug Kelli. Kelli and Joanna beat her to the punch.
“it’s okay,” said Joanna. Kelli hugged Anna as she cried, but Kelli kept wondering if these were real tears, or crocodile ones.
“Am I missing out on the big hug?” joked Mike as he entered the room.
The three broke up their hug.
“Kelli, I’m going to take you down to the video office. That way I can keep tabs on you and the guys.”

“******, this is complicated,” said Josh Porter as he worked on integrating his laptop into the Donner security grid.
“No, you need to reroute your path around these points on the server,” said Adam..
‘I thought I knew more about computers than you did, “ laughed Josh.
“Oh, I bet you do. You’ve had more classes than me.’
“Yeah, the ones I didn’t sleep through,” kidded Josh. They both laughed.
Dear Lord, I am babysitting a pair of geeks thought Erin as her shift dragged on. She was really sleepy, and the coffee wasn’t cutting it anymore.
“Hey, guys,” said Kelli as she entered the video control room. “any progress?”
“This is going to take a lot longer than I thought,” said Josh, as Mike joined them.
“I need to go up to my room and get an adapter,” said Adam. “You wanted an H-17, right?” he added to Josh.
“Or 18, either one ought to work.”
“I’ll bring both.”
“Adam, said Mike, “Don’t be gone too long. We don’t have the people to track everybody.”
“I’ll just be a couple of minutes,” said Adam as he walked to the turbo elevators. Adam pressed the button to head up and waited for the elevator to arrive.
“How are you doing?’ asked Mike., with a slight twinkle in his eye.
“I’m hanging in there.”
“You know, I was thinking. When all of this is done, maybe we…”
“AAHHHHHHHH!!!!!”
Mike and Kelli turned quickly to see a masked figure dragging Adam into the elevator. He was stabbing him in the chest with a screwdriver.
“****,” said Mike. “One ******* second!” he and Kelli ran for the doors, but they were already shut.
The duo sprinted back to the video room. “Erin, do you have a camera inside the turbo elevators?”
“No, just on every floor. What happened.”
“How do we override the turbo elevators.”
“I can do it from here,” Erin replied. Her fingers flew across her keyboard and pulled up the appropriate menu. She keyed in her override code.
“There. They should’ve stopped between the 29th and 30th floors.”
“Gotcha!” said Mike. ‘Can you reverse them?”
“they have to remain stopped for a minimum of 25 seconds for a reset.” Erin counted out the time. “Three…two..one…Going down!”
Weird, thought Mike. It sounds like the elevator is coming up, not down. He looked at the counter above the elevator. 20…19..18..17.
“What the…” Mike said as the elevator opened on the second floor. There was quite a bit of blood on the floor of the elevator, and also a small attaché case.
“Get everybody away from the elevator,” Mike directed to no one in particular.
He cautiously entered the elevator and opened the attaché case.
Inside was a note. ‘it read, “Decorations of red…”
Underneath the note was what concerned Mike far more.
He immediately whipped out his PDD and pushed instant-talk.
“TCC, this is 2504.”
“Go ahead, 2504.”
“I need a bomb expert online….NOW!”
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Black Christmas: NYC

Chapter 7


“Get away from the elevator!” shouted Mike Feliz as he stared downward. At his feet was a pool of blood and an attaché case filled with wires and two tubes, loaded with who knows what chemicals. Two metals screws appeared to be getting closer to one another at the top of the case, and the case interior housing the bomb was covered with a hard plastic shell.
“This is Tina O’Brien, Mike,” came the voice on the other end of the PDD. “Describe the bomb to me.”
Mike described the bomb. “How far apart are the screws that are closing in on each other?”
“About three inches. There’s a metal plate they’ll both touch when they reach each other.”
*****, thought Tina. Only three inches. Not much time.
“Can I just move the bomb to a safer place?’
“No, Mike, these bombs have a tiny gyroscope in them that won’t allow them to be moved very far. And there’s enough chemical in there to take out part of several floors. We’re going to disarm this thing. Do you see toggle switches on the right hand side of the bomb?”
“Yes. There are five of them.”
******, thought Tina. This son of a ***** is using a randomizer. Whoever this one is, they’ve got their bases covered.
“Listen Mike, are there tiny holes in the plastic shell above the switches?”
“Yes.”
“Good. You need to find something that can fit through those holes and can be used to change the position of the first four holes.”
“Oh my God!” Kelli screamed as she walked up to the edge of the elevator doors.”
“Kelli, you have got to get out of here. This thing’s….wait a minute. Do you have a bobby pin or hair clip?’”
“Ummm, yes I do,” as she handed him a hair clip.
“Great. Now get out of here!”
Kelli started crying. “******, Kel, I’m serious. Go!” Mike added. She went, tears streaming down her face.
Whirr. The screws moved closer to the metal plate.
“Alright, I’m changing the switches now.”
“Do them in order from five through two.”
Mike complied. The screws were now almost touching the metal plate, which would trigger the chemicals to react and the bomb to explode.
“The screws are still getting closer. Now what?”
“Now we have to decide if switch 1 goes to the middle position or the down position.”
“What do you mean we have to decide!” shouted Mike. “We’re running out of time!”
“Mike, look on the bomb, is there anything that would give you a clue as to what the switch should be set at?’
Mike looked around. He saw only a design on the case. “There’s a design on the attaché case. A mouse and piece of cheese, and the words Hickory Dickory Dock.”
Hickory Dickory Dock, thought Tina. The mouse ran up the clock. The clock stuck one, the mouse…RAN DOWN.
“it’s down, Mike. Switch it to down!”
Mike complied. The screws stopped about one centimeter from each other.
“Now pop the casing open and remove the chemicals. Do not allow the chemicals to touch the green wire”
Mike complied, then collapsed in a heap outside the elevator doors.
“TCC, this is 2504. Situation averted,” Mike spoke into his PDD as he lay on his back.
What else today, Mike though. What else?


“Miss Hannon, I don’t have any choice,” Security chief Clement Moore said.
‘How dare you! Do you know who I am?” demanded Margot.
“Why yes, I do, ma’am. Your name is pain in the ***!” chuckled Moore. “now come with me or I will slap the cuffs on. Or maybe you’d like that.”
“You perverted old *******!” shouted Margot. “Fine. I’ll come with you.”
“It’s for your own protection, Ma’am,” said Clement as the duo exited Margot’s room and headed for the elevators.
“Why are you like this?”’ asked Clement on the elevator ride down to the security office.
“Like what,” feigned Margot.
“Well, like a *****. You act better than everyone else. Miss Hannon, everybody needs somebody in this world. Surely you feel something for somebody.”
“My parents never felt anything for me, why should I feel something for somebody else?” was her sharp reply.
“Because, Miss Hannon, when you live life in a vacuum, eventually death sucks you in.”
DING. The elevator opened.

“No, you listen to me!” shouted Mike into his PDD. “We need an extraction of these people, the sooner the better.”
“2504, do you realize what’s involved in an extraction operation with Merratox? It will take several hours to prepare.”
“I don’t care. These people must be gotten out of here.”
There was a pause on the other end of the line. “We’ll begin prep for an extraction, and will call you when we’re ready. TCC, out.”
Good, thought Mike. They’ll finally get out of this circus.
Clem arrived with Margot. Mike knew the rest would be here in a minute or so.
“Miss Hannon, I’m Mike Feliz. I’ve brought you here for your own…”
“********,” shouted Margot. “This is all ********!”
“Miss Hannon,” continued Mike. “This is for your own protection. You can stay down here in the security area willing, or I can handcuff you to a pipe. Which is it?’”
“You think you’re so high and mighty just because you’re a cop. You don’t have the slightest idea about..OWWWW.”
Mike had just grabbed and started twisting her arm.
“Listen up, *****!” said Mike as he twisted her arm. I’ve had about one hour of sleep in the last 36 hours, and I will not put up with your ****! You will obey my commands, and you will stay in this area until I tell you say otherwise. Is that CLEAR?”
The rest of the group had arrived and was staring at Mike.
“Yes. Quite clear,” said Margot. “You pig,” she added under her breath.
“All right, everybody’s here but Josh,” said Mike as he calmed down. “He’s continuing to work on the camera system. The rest of you will stay in here with Clem. You will not leave unless Clem accompanies you. That’s even to the restroom. Everybody understand?’
Everyone nodded their heads in agreement. “Good. TCC is preparing an extraction plan. We are getting all of you out of here!”

Progress on the cameras was going slower than Josh had ever dreamed. “This has got to be about the most complicated system I’ve ever seen,” said Josh to Erin. “Don’t tell Mike, but I’ve got to go back up to my room and get another piece of software. Okay.”
“Yeah, yeah, “ Erin yawned. “just get back here before he does so I don’t have to hear about it anymore. I’m supposed to be watching you.”
“Well, you will,” joked Josh. You’ve got cameras just about everywhere but here. Be back in a jiff.”
Erin was getting tired, and there were no relief operator to take her place. She walked over to the coffee pot. That’s strange, the one pot’s empty and the other one’s gone, she thought to herself. “Oh, ****, I’m so tired,” she said. “I must be losing it. Now what did I do with that other pot of coffee?”
Erin would get her answer. She turned to see a masked figure holding the coffee pot. The killer threw the hot coffee in Erin’s face, blinding her. The masked one grabbed her by the throat and threw her back against the camera control panel.
“Oh God, my eyes. Can’t see!” screamed Erin. The killer reached into his pocket and pulled out a portable video camera. The masked one opened Erin’s mouth and shoved the portable camera into her mouth. Suddenly, the video board was filled with the image of the killer from the camera in Erin’s mouth.
“Mwwww,. WWWWW,” she muttered through the video camera.
The killer reached into the evil one’s other pocket and grabbed a sharpened Star of Bethlehem Christmas ornament. He plunged it into Erin’s throat. Again. And again. Erin fell dead at the killer’s feet. The video screen went black. The killer stepped over her, typed a command into her computer, and the entire video board shut off. The killer quickly exited the video room.
A couple of minutes later. “Erin, I’m back. I’ve got the part we need to …Oh ****!” screamed Josh.

“I wasn’t gone five minutes. The killer has to be close!” Josh said into his PDD.
“I’m on my way. Stay put!” barked Mike Feliz as he ran out of the security room.
“Oh, God, another one,” said Joanna Kitt.
“Listen, people, just shut up,” said Margot. “There’s nothing we can do for her, so just shut the **** up.”
“You know, young lady, “ Helen Lee said. “You are just about to try my patience to the limit. These are people dying, for goodness sakes. Have you no compassion? No sympathy?”
“All right, that’s ENOUGH!” shouts Anna Mathis at the top of her lungs. “Everybody just remain calm. You heard Mike. The extraction team will get us out of here, and then we’ll…” her voice stopped.
“Anna’s right,” said Kelli. “We just need to stay put, and nobody else will die. We’re going to be okay. Right, Anna?”
Anna didn’t answer.
Kelli took two steps over to Anna. “Anna? Anna? AAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!” Kelli screamed as blood starting pouring from Anna’s throat. The killer had dropped razor-sharp piano wire from a nearby ventilation shaft and had slit her throat with it from ear to ear. Kelli continued screaming as Clem stood up and realized there was no safe place in the hotel for them. No safe place.
In front of Joanna, a note had fallen from the ventilation shaft.
It read, “On a Green Christmas Tree…”

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Will post chapters 8, 9 and 10 on Saturday to wrap this up. With the crazy hours at my new job, I don't know hen next week I'll be on FI, so I want to wrap this up on the weekend.
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This is interesting. I'll catch up in a bit <3
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Black Christmas: NYC

Chapter 8


“I…I was just gone a few minutes. She was fine. She was just staring into the video board when I…, “ Josh Porter’s voice trailed off as he thought of what happened.
“Did you see anybody? A direction they went?” questioned a fatigued Mike Feliz, his pants still stained with the blood he had to walk through in the elevator where he had disarmed a bomb not that long ago.
“Nothing. I didn’t see…Oh, God!” Josh said, as he began to break down under the stress of the day.
“Please, Josh I know this is awful, but I need you more than ever to get the video system back up and running. Will you please try?”
Josh just sat on the floor outside the video room. “Yeah. Yeah, I’ll get it. I was very close to restoring the lost footage.”
“Come on, man,. We all have to work together,” encouraged Mike, even as he realized that working together wasn’t working out. The killer had them at every turn.
Josh picked up his bag of adapters and software and went back into the control room. He stepped around Erin’s dead body, and went to work. Keep it together, Josh, he told himself. Keep it together.
“Mike,” came Clem’s voice over the PDD.
“Go ahead, Clem,” Mike replied.
“We’re headed to the video room. The killer got Anna.”

Margot, Joanna, Kelli and the Lees trudged to the video room like they had just seen action in a war. Clem brought up the rear, gun drawn, ready for an attack.
“Who would want to do this? Anna never wanted to hurt anybody. She just wanted to run her business,” Joanna said as she sniffled. “I don’t get it.”
“There’s nothing to get,” noted Kelli. It’s some crazy psycho again, like Billy and Agnes. We just have to fight.”
The group arrived at the video room.
“When the **** is that extraction team supposed to be here?” questioned Margot.
“Good to see you, too, Margot,” Mike deadpanned. “TCC says it will be another two hours or so before they can even attempt it. Even in HAZMAT suits, they have to limit their exposure to the Merratox.”
“Mike, I need to get my medicine soon from the room. Is there any way we can do that?” questioned Bobby Lee.
“From here on out, Bobby, I’m sending a hotel staffer to do something like that. We are not getting separated again.”
Mike contacted a concierge, who promptly went and got Bobby’s medicine.
“Has he taken that long?” asked Kelli to Helen.
“He started taking it shortly after…” Helen said, leaving Kelli to fill in the rest.
“I don’t know how the two of you do it,” noted Kelli.
“We have our bad days” Helen said. “We just know that the good Lord took Heather from us for a reason, and that we’ll be with her in Heaven someday.”
Remarkable people, thought Kelli. I wish I could be more like them.

“I don’t care. Find a way to book me again!” Margot said harshly over her cell to her publicist, Rico.
“Love, have you had the tele on at all today? Al anyone is talking about is where you are,” said Rico. “You are going to make a killing on your inside story of what’s going on. Pardon the choice of words.”
“Do you know what the Today Show is?” questioned Margot. “Short of Oprah, it is absolute gold for a book. Just do it!” She hung up.
“Can’t anything go right today?” Margot asked to no one in particular.

The hotel staff was crying as they brought Erin’s body out of the video room. Soon word would spread throughout the entire hotel about a murderer on the loose. He and the rest of those involved had done their best to keep it quiet. Now it was certain to spread like wildfire.
“Mike, I think I’ve got something,” Josh Porter said.
“What is it?”
“I was able to restore about three minutes from the camera on floor forty-six. The quality is not the best, but whoever didn’t want us to see this didn’t make it easy.”
“Go ahead and play it,” Mike directed.
The pair watched the video board as a grainy image fluttered into focus. The masked killer, wearing a coat, exited a room carrying a body.
“By the time index, that must be Karen that you talked about that the killer has with him,” Josh noted.
The pair watched as the killer walked up to the wall on the 46th floor, touched two places on the wall, then proceeded to appear to walk through the wall.
“Woah. That was weird,” said Josh.
“Agreed. But it would explain how the killer got Karen’s body out with no one seeing him. There must be some kind of electronic panel that causes the wall to slide open,” said Mike.
Mike took out his PDD and switched to voice mode. “Contact Donner Building Supervisor.”
Within moments, a voice answered. “Maintenance, this is Dolenz.”
“Mr. Dolenz, this is Mike Feliz, NYPD. I need your help.”
“Yes, sir. I need to know if there are any extra crawl spaces or tunnels in the building that were left intact following the remodeling.”
“Oh, God, not that I know of, but I can check for you.”
“Thank you. Send anything you find to the PDD number on your caller ID screen.”
“2504, this is TCC.”
“Go ahead, command.”
“Have those people ready at the south entrance to the hotel in one hour from now. Team Alpha is almost set.”

“Thank you for letting me do this, Clem,” Margot said, as she turned on the charm. The pair was headed for the now-deserted hotel main floor bar. With all the staff sleeping until they re-opened late on Christmas Eve, Margot knew she could have whatever she wanted before going that “extraction thing’, as she put it.
“I ought to have my head examined,” said Clem. “You have to have a drink. You sound worse than your sister.”
“What do you know about my sister?” snapped Margot, as she entered the bar.
“Only what I hear from Kelli. Sounds like you were never much of a sister to her.”
Margot opened a bottle and poured a glass. “I was never much of an anything to anybody. Want some?’ she motioned to Clem.
“No thanks. Did you ever think if you had been kinder to people, what might have happened to you.”
“Lauren wasn’t kind. I wasn’t kind. Nobody in my whole ******-up family was kind. Dad treated us like we were in the way,” she said as she gulped down a double and began to pour another. “Mom never cared for us. The only one you can trust in this world, Clem, is yourself. Nobody else is going to ride to your rescue.”
“You know, I really feel sorry for you. Somebody that goes through life with that attitude is halfway dead already.”
“Well, it’s gotten me this far. We’ll see how far it takes me.” She said as she downed most of another double.
“Yeah, well. We ought to get back to…AHHHHHHH!!!!” Clem screamed as a star-shaped object flew through the air and sliced into his eye.
“Clem!!” screamed Margot. Another object flew and sliced into his head. Clem fell to the floor.
Margot spun to see a masked figure standing about ten feet from her.
She picked up a bottle and flung it at the masked one’s head. It was a direct hit, causing the masked one to stumble backward.
Margot ran for the entrance to the bar, but the killer had electronically sealed the door. She had noticed a back door that the barkeeper said led to the downstairs pantry. She ran for it, as the killer chased her. She jiggled the handle. Thank God, unlocked. She closed and locked the door behind her, with the killer only steps away. The killer took out a long, folded up cane (much as a blind person would have) and unfurled it. He smashed the glass on the door leading downstairs to the pantry, unlocked the door and continued the chase.
Margot had arrived in the pantry. It was a large walk-in enclosure, filled with fresh fruits, vegetables, spices, and a variety of foodstuffs. She tried the door leading to the subbasement. Locked. ******, thought Margot. She hid behind one of several cutting tables.
The killer had arrived. He searched methodically through the enclosure, while Margot carefully moved to keep out of his sight. As she moved to her left, a head of lettuce fell to the floor.
The killer spun and noticed. Slowly he crept toward the sound.
Margot leaped up and swung the handle of a pantry door into the killer’s face. He fell backward. She attempted to run around him, but the killer grabbed her by her legs and tipped her, pulling her toward him. He reached out and grabbed her by the hair, slamming her face into the floor.
The killer stood up, dragging Margot with him. Margot had gone limp, but suddenly elbowed the killer in the ribs, then kneed him to the head.
“Get your ******* hands off me!” she yelled.
The killer obliged as he was momentarily stunned. Margot headed straight back up the steps to the bar, with the killer still reeling form the knee to the head.
Margot was back up in the bar. *****, this is no good, she thought. Everything’s locked.
She pulled out her cell. Whizz! A star-like projectile went flying by her, causing her to drop her cell phone from fright. She turned to see the killer at the top of the steps from the pantry.
Instinctively, Margot went to pick up her cell. OWWWW! A star projectile had flown into her hand.
AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! Margot screamed as she flung herself into the killer. Not expecting this, the killer fell to the ground. Margot punched the killer in the face. The killer retaliated, knocking Margot off of him. Margot got up and swung her boot around and hit the killer in the back. Margot went for a spinning kick, but the killer grabbed her foot and twisted her ankle.
Margot fell to the floor. The killer kicked her in the ribs not once but twice. Margot began to cough up a little blood. The killer turned her face up on the floor, then kicked her in the mouth. Margot was now in agony. The killer bent down over her, and removed two items from his pockets.
Margot could barely see, but what she saw terrified her. It was the two calligraphy pens that the hotel had presented her in her room!
The killer swung both pens into opposite sides of Margot’s throat. She gasped for air. He then pulled out of his pocket the bottle of ink that Margot had also been presented. He opened the bottle and poured out a drop. Both Margot and he could see that it was not ink.
It was acid!
Margot tried to squirm free, but killer opened her mouth and began to pour the acid down her throat. Margot could feel her throat on fire. Can’t breath. Can’t breath.
“Drop it!”
The killer looked up to see Mike Feliz standing over him, gun drawn.
“Put it down!” commanded Mike.
Instead, the killer flung the bottle at Mike, causing it to break over his eye,
“AAHHHHH!H” Mike said as he crumpled to the floor in pain.
The killer punched Mike in the jaw, then ran back for the pantry. Once downstairs, he used this PDD to activate the locked pantry door and ran out into the basement.
Back upstairs, Margot breathed her last, and Mike’s left eye burned like fire.
“Oh, god, No! Kelli screamed as she and the others ran into the bar.
“Water, Mike shouted. Kelli handed him the mixing sprayer from behind the bar, and Mike squirted water directly onto his face and into his eye. He had a nasty looking burn on the right side of his face.
Mrs. Lee immediately went for the first aid kit in the bar. She took out an ointment, and applied it directly to the burned area.
“Thank you,” said Mike as he collapsed over against the bar. His vision was blurry out of his right eye.
Joanna bent over Margot. She started crying.
“We’ll have to mourn later. We have to get ready for the extraction,” Mike said, still in intense pain.

The group gathered at the south entrance to the hotel.
“How’s the eye?’” Kelli asked Mike.
“it’s been better,” Mike said. He didn’t want to let on that he could barely see out of it.
Kelli grabbed his hands. “We never would have made it this far without you,” she said.
Mike squeezed hers. “When this is done, would you…I mean…”
“Of course,” Kelli beamed.
Above them, an HD monitor showed the progress of the vehicles toward the Red Zone.
“While we do not know exactly where in the red zone this convoy of five vehicles is going,” a reporter for FOX 5 noted, “we do know that everyone in them has on full protective gear to guard against the effects of the Merratox. Local hospital spokespeople say that while they are confused that no one has so far shown progressive symptoms from the Merratox exposure, they also admit that they are grateful beyond words. Let’s go up for an aerial look from Chopper 5.”
“As you can see, the vehicles are now one block away from the red zone,” began the helicopter reporter. “Another HAZMAT team has gone ahead and removed the barricades, so the vehicles will be able to drive right on through. Speculation is that the vehicles are headed for one of the hotels in the red zone, possibly for a medical case. However, nothing is certain. The vehicles have now crossed into the second block of the red zone, and appear to be headed perhaps for the Donner. They are…oh my God! A huge explosion has occurred under the first police escort car. Now the carrier vehicle is on fire. Oh, God, there’s another one. And another one. All the vehicles are on fire. Someone’s getting out of the carrier vehicle. Oh, dear Lord, they’re on fire. In the street. Oh God, they’re all dead. They’re all dead!”
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Black Christmas: NYC

Chapter 9


“Noooooo!!!” screamed Joanna Kitt as she watched the coverage on the HD monitor. “Oh, God, why?” She started to cry as she hugged Kelli.
Kelli was crying too. Who would go to such lengths to keep people away from the hotel, she thought. This has to be someone truly sick.
“The vehicles are burning in the street, and there doesn’t appear to be anyone else coming to the scene,” the helicopter reporter for FOX 5 continued. “This is horrible. Just horrible.”
“2504, this is TCC.”
“TCC, what happened?”
“There were explosives planted in the street. Somebody had to be watching, otherwise proximity detectors would have went off when the first squad car went through. There are 8 people dead, Mike.”
“What happens now?”
“We can’t try again. Not until we get the all clear on the Merratox. I’m sorry, Mike. You’ve got to hold out until the all clear.”
So that’s it, thought Mike. We’re on our own.
“So what do we do now?” asked Helen Lee.
“We do what we have to do,” said Mike. “We fight!”

“Remember. Release this clip first,” said Mike to the group gathered a the security office. “Then just point it and squeeze the trigger. You’ll feel a little recoil action, that’s normal. Aim for the chest. That way, if you miss a little either way, you’ll still hit the killer.”
“Mike, I’ve never…even touched…” Helen Lee began.
“Darlin’, we have to do this. It’s for our own good,” said her husband Bobby.
“Any other questions?” Mike asked. “Good. Here’s a clip of ammo for each of you. Remember, release, point, squeeze.”

Joanna picked at her food. The chef had brought in what would normally be a delicious meal for the group to eat, but no one was hungry.
“You know,” Joanna began to Kelli. “After my grades dropped, Dad thought maybe I should have joined the Army. Said I would have found the discipline I had lost. Today’s the first day I think he may have been right.”
‘Joanna, I’ve been your friend ever since…” Kelli’s voice trailed off. They both knew what she meant. “You’re like the little sister I never had. We’re going to be together to the end.”
“Where did Mike go again?” questioned Josh.
“He said he had to talk with a Mr. Dolenz,” Helen noted. “Something about a passageway.”

“That’s my best guess as to where it might lead,” Dolenz noted as he showed Mike an old map.
“Incredible,” was all Mike said. “Who would go to such trouble?”
“That the part you’ll have to figure out.”
Bring, bring. Bring, bring. It was Mike’s cell.
“This is Feliz.”
“Officer, this is the front desk. We have a near riot in the lobby. People are wanting to know what’s going on. One man’s trying to throw anything he can get his hands on at the front windows.”
“On my way,” came Mike’s terse reply. Things were beginning to unravel.
He paused for a moment. He might need help, but did he dare do this?
He dialed a PDD number.
“This is Josh.”
“Josh, Mike. There’s a near riot at the front entrance. Meet me there.”


“Let go of me. I want out!” screamed the angry hotel patron.
“Sir, you’ve got to remain calm. You’re putting everyone else’ s life in danger,” said one of the two hotel staff members restraining him.
“Is it true? Is there a murderer in the hotel?” questioned another woman forcefully.
“Ma’am, I don’t know that. Look, here’s an NYPD officer, maybe he can answer your questions.”
“Mike Feliz. What did you need to know, ma’am?”
Josh was arriving on the scene.
“Is there a murderer here?”
“Ma’am, no one knows that for certain. We’re doing the best we can to determine what’s happening here. The best course of…”
“He’s lying!” another one shouted. “The pigs always lie when they’re trying to cover up.”
Mike was nearing his breaking point again. “Sir, this has been a tough day for a lot of people. I need you to calm down and just…”
Mike never got to finish, as the man lunged for him. Mike rolled him over, then whipped out his nightstick and beat him across the head. The man swung at Mike’s head but missed.
“AAHHHHHH!!!!” came a scream from just off the lobby.
“I got it. I go it!” shouted Josh as he tore off in the direction of the scream.
Mike had subdued the man.
“You’re nothing but a **** pig!” shouted the man.
“Shut up, stupid, You just attacked a police officer!” Mike barked. An even larger crowd had gathered in the lobby.
“Listen to me, all of you,” Mike began. “We are all under a lot of stress. There have been some strange goings-on today at the hotel. Combine that with the Merratox, and everybody’s on edge. The best way to get through this is to work together.”
Josh had arrived at where he thought the scream came from. Nothing. Wait. A shadowy figure went through at the other end of the stairwell.
“Mike ran to the end of the stairwell. He could hear footsteps. He started after them. Second floor. Third floor. Fourth floor. He was gaining on the footsteps. Fifth floor. Josh opened the door leading out onto the floor.
“…We will get through this night,” continued Mike. “But we have to be united in our cause. Let’s stop this nonsense and …”
Josh had his gun drawn. He saw an open door just past the elevator. Gotcha, Josh thought. He walked to the door and slowly opened it. A hand jumped out from behind him, knocking his gun out of his hands and into the room. The killer threw Josh against a railing. The room door closed, trapping Josh’s gun inside.
“ARRGGHHHH!!!” Josh charged the killer, knocking him back against the wall near the rooms.
The killer broke free and started running down the hallway back to the stairwell. Oh no you don’t, thought Josh.
The killer made the stairwell and started heading up. Josh was in hot pursuit. Sixth floor. Now the seventh floor. Josh caught up and tackled the killer on the landing between the seventh and eight floors. He pulled back his arms behind him.
“No more, you son of a *****. No more!’ shouted Josh. He started to remove the killer’s mask. “Oh God, no. It can’t..” Josh never completed his sentence as the killed elbowed him in the head, then grabbed Josh and shoved him down a flight of steps. The killer adjusted his mask then went down after him.
Josh lay hurt at the bottom of the steps. The killer picked up Josh’s head and slammed it into the concrete. Again and again.
Josh now lay unconscious. The killer removed a scalpel from his pocket and went to work.
“Please, now just go to your rooms and stay there. This will all be over soon,” Mike concluded. The crowd bean to disperse.
Where the heck is Josh, thought Mike. He was down here. Mike had not heard the scream during his fight with the angry patron.
Mike scrolled open his PDD. “Josh, it’s Mike. Where are you?” Nothing. Maybe he went back with the others. Mike switched his PDD to voice mode. “Contact Kelli.” Nothing. He checked his signal bar. No signal. What else, thought Mike.
“Officer, are you looking for that other gentleman?” one of the last people to leave the lobby said. “I saw him go that way, then I think he went up the stairs.”
“Thank you,” replied Mike as he headed out in search of Josh.

“I hope everything’s okay with Mike and Josh,” said Joanna.
“Darlin’, they know how to handle themselves,” said Bobby Lee in his southern drawl.
I hope they do, thought Kelli.
Varoooom. Varoooom. It was the distinctive sound of Bobby’s cell.
“This is Bobby,” he said.
“Bob…your room….Helen…bring…come up…” came the scratchy, almost inaudible reply.
“Mike, is that you? Mike?” said Bobby. The signal cut out.
“Was it Mike?” Kelli asked.
“Sure sounded like him,” Bobby noted. He turned to Helen. “He said for you and me to go up to our room. Sounded like he was in trouble.”
“We’ll all go,” Kelli announced.
“No darlin’, you two stay here in case he comes back,” directed Bobby. “we’ve got our guns. We’ll find out what it is. And stay away from the vents,” he added, a warning Joanna and Kelli hardly needed since the death of Anna Mathis.
“Bobby, Helen” said Kelli. “Be careful.”
“We always are, dear,” said Helen as the two left the security room and headed for the elevator.

Mike continued upstairs, searching each level as he went. As he reached the sixth floor, he began to smell something. Something not good.
He opened the door to the sixth floor and did a quick scan. The glass elevator was passing by, with a couple of people in it. No open doors. No sign of anything. How far up did he go, thought Mike. Or was that woman in the lobby even right about seeing him go this way.
Mike headed up to the seventh floor. The smell was much stronger now. He turned to head on up to the eighth floor when he had to turn away. Mike had seen a lot in his limited time on the NYPD, but he had never seen anything like this.
Josh’s midsection looked like he had been turned inside out. Parts of his intestines lay in front of him. His heart had been sliced out and placed in his hands, along with a note.
Fighting the urge to gag, Mike reached for and grabbed the note. It read, “Won’t mean a thing, dear.”
Mike bounded down the stairs. As he did, he continued to try to reach Kelli or the Lees. No go. He would have to move them again. He was being outsmarted at every turn.
The Lees reached their room. Bobby slipped his keycard into the lock. It obediently opened. Bobby crept in and turned on the light.
“I don’t want to come in, Bobby,” Helen said.
“Come on, darlin’. It’ll be just like Law and Order. ‘Sides, I don’t think anybody’s in here. “ He turned on the other lights in the suite. Nothing. He stepped slowly to the bathroom and flung open the door. Nothing.
He headed back to the entrance to the room. “Darlin, there’s nobody here. I think Mike must’ve…” ZAP. Bobby went down in a heap from a stun gun blast, but not before he caught a glimpse of the killer holding a strand of Christmas tree lights around his wife’s throat, choking her. The killer went over to a nearby closet, and opened it. Gasping for breath, Helen began to cry. She could see that there was a large container of gasoline in the closet.
While holding Helen with one hand, the killer poured the gasoline over Bobby’s still unconscious body. Helen whimpered as his body was covered in the liquid.
The killer now applied both hands to strangling Helen with the Christmas tree lights. She gasped for air. The killer drug Helen outside of her room and flung her over the railing. Helen was almost completely out of breath, but she could see her feet dangling, more than forty stories up. The killer twisted the lights even tighter and tied them to the railing. Helen breathed her last.

“Kelli,” said an exhausted, out-of-breath Mike Feliz. “The killer got Josh. Where are Bobby and Helen?”
Kelli and Joanna were starting to cry. “They got a message you needed them in their room.”
“****! I never left any message! Come on!”


The killer returned to the room. Bobby was waking up from his stun gun blast. “You murderous *******!” Bobby said, still weak and woozy. “I beat Unser and Earnhardt, and I can sure as **** beat you.”
The killer simply punched Bobby in the face, again reducing him to unconsciousness. The masked one walked to the edge of the doorway leading out into the hall. He lit a cigarette lighter, then threw it onto Bobby’s body. Bobby was almost immediately engulfed in flames. The killer calmly checked his PDD to make certain the sprinklers and alarm were disabled, then walked out of the room.
He walked over to where Helen was tied up, already dead. The killer whipped out a long blade and cut the Christmas tree lights. Helen fell over forty stories and crashed in the lobby below, just as Joanna, Kelli and Mike arrived.
“AAHHHHHHH!!!!!” screamed Joanna and Kelli.
Taped to Helen’s back was a note that read: “if you’re not there with me.”
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Chapter 10 (Final Chapter)


Kelli sat on the floor of the lobby in stunned silence. It was just as it had been six years ago. Her and another girl and a guy left. Everyone else was dead. Six years ago they had an escape if they had only taken it. This time, there was nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide.
“Kelli,” said Joanna.
The killer obviously wanted her. He wouldn’t have used the lyrics of an Elvis Presley song in his taunting notes if he didn’t.
“Kelli!” pleaded Joanna.
No one could save them. No one could stop this psychopath. A hotel full of people and nowhere safe to go.
“Oh, God, please, Kelli!” begged Joanna, tears streaming down her face.
Kelli finally snapped out of her haze. She grabbed Joanna and hugged her tightly. An exhausted Officer Mike Feliz looked on.
Just a few feet away lay the body of Helen Lee. She had been strangled with a strand of Christmas tree lights, then dropped more than 40 stories to he lobby below. Hotel personnel were running in to grab the body and get it away from the lobby.
“Come on, Kelli, we have to keep moving,” noted Mike, who looked like he needed a shave and a cozy bed.
Kelli got up, tears now streaming down her face as well.
“From now on,” Mike said. We split up for no reason. Nothing. Understand?”
The two ladies nodded.
“Come on. I think I know where the killer is hiding!” Mike added.


“Years ago, when the Donner was first built,” started Archie Dolenz to Mike, Kelli and Joanna, “there were a series of passageways made at the request of the owners. Turns out the original owners were into spying on the guests from some of these passageways. Back then, when the police found out about it, it was swept under the rug. It was assumed that these passageways were sealed off. Guess some of them weren’t.”
“The owners also had their own private elevators installed that would get them to safety should a raid occur, or if they needed to get away fast.”
“Get away to where?” Joanna asked.
“Below the basement of the hotel lies an abandoned subway station. That’s where the owners would get away to. My guess is this killer knows all about that. Probably a history buff.”
“That explains the video,” added Mike. “He’s using an electronic locking system to cause the doors to slide away on select floors, so he can use one of the passageways to get to the elevator to remove bodies. But he’s gotten more brazen now.”
“Or more reckless,” interjected Archie Dolenz. ‘Either he wants you to see the bodies, or he’s running out of time for some reason and simply can’t dispose of them fast enough.”
“My money is on the first idea,” said Mike. “Come on, we’re going to beat this killer at is own game! First stop…the video room.”

“I imagine the killer has access to all of these cameras,” began Mike. “Josh had discovered the subroutine he used to freeze certain cameras. Let’s see, if we download it into the system, then move it to the root directory…”
“I thought you didn’t know much about computers,” asked Kelli.
“Just enough to be dangerous. Sorry, didn’t mean it that way.”
The monitors all flickered in sequence. “All the video feeds are now frozen. The killer can’t see us, if he ever could.”
And we can’t see him, thought Kelli.
The group headed for the forty-sixth floor. “Be ready with your guns, just in case,” Mike advised. The elevator stopped and let them out. The group walked over to the area where Mike had seen the killer enter the passageway on the video.
Mike stared at the wall. Come on, he thought, you can remember the sequence from the video. He started to touch the wall in sequence when the lights went out throughout the entire hotel.
“Stay close,” directed Mike as he brought out his flashlight. He swung his flashlight around. There was Kelli. But where was Joanna?
“MMMPHHH!!!!” came a muffled response to Mike’s thought. Somehow the killer had appeared that quickly and had grabbed Joanna. He was taking her away toward the stairs.
“Come on!” shouted Mike as he and Kelli were off in pursuit.
The killer dragged Joanna into a small recessed area by some snack and soda machines near the stairs. He waited in the darkness.
Mike and Kelli came bounding round the corner to the stairwell.
“Which way, up or down?” asked Kelli.
“Mike!” Joanna screamed as the Killer released her. The killer punched Mike in the gut before he could fire, causing him to drop his flashlight. He got in another blow to the head, then grabbed Mike. The flashlight skittered across the floor, projecting an almost eerie backlight effect to the struggle.
“Shoot him!” shouted Mike.
Kelli released her safety, then pointed her gun. She couldn’t get a clear shot. The killer pounded Mike’s body up against a soda machine. Joanna screamed and ran.
“No, Joanna!” shouted Kelli. Too late. She was headed down the hallway in the darkness.
Again the killer pounded Mike’s body, this time against a snack machine. Mike was woozy, but he got in a good left to the killer’s midsection.
Kelli grabbed the flashlight, but before she could fire, the killer slammed Mike’s head against a concrete pillar, knocking him out.
Kelli swung the flashlight at the killer, but the killer grabbed her wrist and started squeezing hard. The killer struggled over Kelli’s gun. Finally he was able to get her to drop it. He kicked it aside.
Using all of her strength, Kelli swung the flashlight into the killer’s temple, knocking him backward and causing him to release his grip on her arm.
She made a beeline down the hall just as the power came back on. The turbo elevators were nowhere in sight. One of the glass elevators, however, was on the 46th floor. She ran in and frantically started pushing the button for the first floor. The killer was hot on her heels. He tried to stop the doors from closing, but luckily for Kelli they closed just in time.
Kelli was shaking. Would Mike be alright? She knew that Joanna would instinctively head back to her room. She started crying, afraid that she had left Mike to his death.
Pound. Pound. Pound.
Oh, God, Kelli thought. He’s on top of the elevator!
She reached for the emergency stop. The force of the stop threw her backwards into the glass.
BANG! Down came part of the roof on top of her. The killer fell into the elevator, grabbing Kelli by the throat. Kelli pushed both of her arms between his to break his grip. She landed a right to his jaw, knocking the killer backwards.
The killer lunged for her and missed. Shards of glass began flying down to the lobby below as the glass began shattering. Kelli lowered her head and rammed into the killer, pounding him against the glass. Now much of the elevator’s glass had fallen below.
The killer lay woozy. Kelli quickly punched the button for the 46th floor, and restarted the elevator.
The killer lunged for Kelli’s legs, knocking her to the floor of the elevator compartment.
Kelli kicked the killer, causing him to release his grip and slump over.
DING! The elevator opened on the forty-sixth floor. Kelli pushed the down button, set the floor to 1, and then sprinted out of the elevator. She had to get to Joanna’s room, and then who knows where.
As soon as the doors on the elevator closed, the killer… smiled. He scrolled out his PDD and stopped the elevator. He then reversed the controls.
Kelli ran straight to Joanna’s room. She pulled out her keycard that Joanna had shared with her and put it in the lock. RED. Come on, come on, muttered Kelli. RED. RED. RED. Finally, green. She ran into the room.
“Joanna, we have to hurry. Come on.”
“MMMMMM!!” was all Kelli could hear!
She ran to the bathroom, opened the door….and found Joanna standing with…the Killer! The killer had what appeared to be a hypodermic needle touching her neck.
“Kelli, run!” screamed Joanna. Kelli turned around to face…another masked killer!
“What the…” Kelli never got the chance to complete her sentence as a hypodermic needle penetrated her neck, its contents rendering her unconscious.
The two killers smiled at each other. The fun was just beginning.


“OOOWWWW!!!” Kelli said as she woke up. Oh, my head feels awful. Somebody..” She stopped short.
She could barely focus, but she knew she wasn’t in the hotel any longer.
“Oh, God, no. How is this possible?” she asked no one in particular.
She was in the sorority house.
“This isn’t possible.” she said. There was Dana, and Melissa, and even Mrs. Mac.
“Feeling better?” asked Mrs. Mac. “You’ve been out for hours. We were all so worried about you.”
“Worried…about me?!’ Kelli said. “What the **** is this?”
“it’s Christmas Eve, silly,” said Melissa.
“This is nuts! You people are dead. You all died six years ago.”
“Six years ago?” questioned Mrs. Mac. “Kelli, what’s wrong. You didn’t know us six years ago.”
“What day is this?” Kelli asked.
The others all looked at each other.
“It’s December 24, 2006,” Dana said, looking at Kelli as if she had gone nuts.
Oh God, thought Kelli. What’s happened? Have I gone completely insane? Am I in an institution? Did I dream the last six years?
Ding-Dong.
“Oh, someone’s at the door.” said Mrs. Mac. “I’ll get it.”
She opened the door. Immediately a hand reached out and shoved the horn of a glass unicorn through her skull.
It was Billy.
Ah, screamed Kelli. Must run, she thought. Wait a minute, can’t run. Can’t feel my legs. What the **** is going on here. I can’t feel my arms, either, she thought.
Billy was busy making short work of Melissa and Dana and everyone else at the house, and Kelli was powerless to stop him. Finally, after everyone had been slaughtered, he set his sights on Kelli.
“No, God No!!!” she screamed. Billy came closer. And closer. And closer. He reared back the bloodied glass unicorn and prepared to strike.
“God, NOOOOO!!!!” screamed Kelli at the top of her lungs.
Then Billy stopped.
He stared at her.
The words “GAME OVER. PLAY AGAIN? Y/N” appeared above his head.
“What the **** is this!” demanded Kelli. She couldn’t feel her arms or legs, but now it felt like someone was…licking her stomach.
Suddenly a hand appeared. Kelli’s lips were pressed against someone else’s. Her eyes cleared to reveal someone standing in front of her, holding a pair of Avataz glasses.
“Hi, babe. Did you miss me?” the someone asked.

Mike Feliz felt as though a freight train had hit him head on. He still couldn’t see well out of the eye that was hit with acid. Add to that now probably a broken rib and bruises all over his body, and he knew he wouldn’t be alright for quite a while.
Still, he had to get his wits about him and find Kelli. All the clues said the killer was going to go after her last. No time to waste. Next to where he had been laying was a note. It read, “Come get her.”
That will be your last taunt, thought Mike. And he knew just where to find her.

Kelli could not believe her eyes.
“Adam. Adam Agnew. But how? I saw the killer stabbing you with a screwdriver.”
“Oh, you mean this one?” a now decidedly different-acting Adam said as he picked up the screwdriver from a nearby table. “Watch.” He stabbed himself in the heart. The screwdriver folded to one side. “See, just a prop. But I’m afraid your chains aren’t props.”
Kelli’s vision had fully returned. She could see that she was chained to a wooden cross driven into the floor. Her arms were stretched out full in both directions level with her shoulders, and her legs were spread apart on two wooden boards slanted at forty-five degree angles from her midsection. She had been stripped down to her bra and panties.
“But you had to have someone else helping you?” Kelli said, praying that someone was still alive that could find her. Wherever she was.
“He did indeed,” came a voice from across the room. A man walked into view out of the darkness of what Kelli could now see where the remains of an abandoned subway station, the one Mike and Mr. Dolenz had talked about. She had no idea who he was.
“We haven’t been introduced, Ms. Presley. My name is Seth. Seth Agnew. I’m Adam and Eve’s father.”
“Why, Mr. Agnew. Why all this?’ she asked, begging for time.
“Why? Because she meant the world to me. When Eve was taken from me, I vowed revenge on everyone associated with the crime. You were the only survivor that night, Kelii. I had a special revenge planned for you.
“uuunnnhhh!” Kelli heard a moan from the darkness.
“Sounds like Joanna is coming around. Let’s shed a little light on the subject,” said Seth. Adam obliged by flicking a switch.
Kelli gasped. There was Joanna. Her wrists were tied together above her head on a thick rope dropping from a plate in the high ceiling. She hung suspended in midair. Joanna had also been stripped down to her bra and panties. She looked like she had taken a beating. Joanna started screaming.
ZAP. A blast from Adam’s stun gun sent Joanna back to sleep.
“You sick *******,’” shouted Kelli.
Adam walked over to Kelli and punched her in the stomach. Kelli could feel her insides burning from the pain. “Language, my dear. Language,” said Seth Agnew.
“I was fascinated with the Billy Lenz story since that fateful day when he made his infamous “cookies”,” continued Seth. “ My daughter Eve shared my fascination. She even decided to go to college just so she could be in the same house where Billy and Agnes lived. She loved all of you like you were her family. You could have saved her. You could have gotten her away from there. Instead, all Adam and I will have now are memories. You killed Eve, Kelli. You killed her! YOU KILLED HER!”
“NOOOOOOOO!” screamed Kelli.
“And now, you are going to pay for what you did.”

At TCC headquarters, a lab tech came running up to the Officer of the Day.
“It’s true.” he shouted. “What we thought was Merratox was a synthetic. There never was any Merratox in the air. It was all a trick.”
The OOTD stared at him. “Are you absolutely certain of this?”
“Yes, sir.”
‘Mobilize Beta Team. Sound the all clear. Get to the Donner…immediately!” he shouted.

“I could kill you right now and put you out of your misery, but I want you to watch a few things,” said Seth Agnew. “Number one, Mike Feliz should just about be awake. When he awakes, he will likely head down the secret elevator to our location. Unfortunately for Mike, when he reached just above us, a laser sensor will trigger an electrical charge to course through the elevator, killing him.”
“No. it’s me you want, not him!”
“But I want you to watch, my dear. That’s far more painful than actual death. Watching your friends die is the worst thing I can imagine.”
Adam was busy spreading some kind of paste on the floor in a circle extending outward from Joanna’s feet. She was waking up from her stun-gun jolt.
Joanna was sobbing.
“Hey, don’t cry, Joanna! Your big moment is almost here,” said Adam.
“By the way, Kelli, natural gas explosions at both your parent’s homes will kill them at precisely 3 AM. Wouldn’t want them to feel left out,” Seth added.
“You son of a *****! she shouted.
Seth opened a nearby cabinet and pulled out a sack. Kelli couldn’t tell for certain, but it looked like the sack was…alive!
“There have only been a few documented cases of fire ants killing people,” said Seth Agnew as he brought the sack closer to the dangling Joanna. “However, when you mix the sting of the fire ant with the bite and sting of the African army ant, a potent poison is created in humans. It causes severe agony, and then death.”
“Noooooo!!!” screamed Joanna.
“God, put them on me. You don’t need to kill her.”
“Really”, said Seth. “you would do that for your friend?’
“Yes, put them on me,” Kelli pleaded.
“Touching,” said Seth. “But I don’t think so.”
He released the bag of army and fire ants onto Joanna’s legs. They began crawling up her.
“Don’t worry, the ants can sense that paste below. That’s poison to them. They’ll stay on you and give you all the attention you deserve.”
“AWWWW!!!!” Joanna said, as the ants began stinging her.
“You murderous *****!” cursed Kelli.
“Son, it’s midnight. Time for our toast,” Seth said as he poured two glasses of scotch.
“To vengeance for Eve,” said Adam, as he lifted his glass high and drank down his scotch.
“Vengeance is mine, sayeth the Lord,” said Seth, as Adam’s throat suddenly burned like fire. “Your lips touched the lips of that harlot. That’s sin. And the wages of sin... is death.” Adam was gasping for air.
“It didn’t have to be this way, son. But you gave into temptation. And temptation kills!” Adam breathed his last.
“AWWWWW!!!!” Joanna screamed as the stings increased in intensity.
“AHHHHHHHH!!!!!” screamed Kelli.

Mike had gone through the passageway and reached the elevator. He crawled out the top of the elevator and shimmied down the side of the elevator. He then attached a grappling line to the elevator cable and prepared to slide down the cable. If all went well, he would reach the bottom in about three minutes. He prayed that would be enough time.

“Did you know there was never any Merratox? Kelli,” Seth continued, his dead son at his feet. “My company designed the sensors. I knew what would fool them. Sure enough. It worked perfectly.”
Kelli tried to move her wrists under the chains, but it was no use. They were tied to\o tightly.
“Well, here it is Christmas Day. You know what’s wrong with many Christians, Kelli. They remember the big days like Christmas and Easter.”
“AAWWWWWW!!!!!” Joanna’s screams were almost constant now.
“But they forget about one important holiday in-between.”
Kelli shrieked as she saw Seth pick up a nail gun.
“Good Friday.”

So far, so good going down, thought Mike. Only a few more floors to go. What the **** is that red light, thought Mike. Laser sensor. He stopped his descent just in time. Slowly he went to the side of the sensor. He would have to drop the remaining floor. THUD. He hit bottom. Not much further now.

“AAAWWWWWWWW!!!!!” screamed Kelli as the first nail went into her left hand. Seth methodically moved the nail gun over and fired into her right hand.
“AWWWWWWW!!!!!” she screamed in agony. Her wrists felt as thought they would explode.
Seth rolled the nail gun over her throat. He then went to work, nailing both of her feet to the cross.
Kelli could feel her heart racing in her stomach. “I gave you an injection while you were knocked out,” Seth noted. It should help to speed up your death. But to show you..”
“OOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!” Joanna’s screams were frightening as the ants covered much of her body. Kelli could see Joanna couldn’t take much more.
“Will you shut up!?” Seth screamed. “As I was saying, I am not a man without compassion. This next injection will kill you in seconds, rather than the lingering death you might have had otherwise. You are truly lucky, Kelli. Today, you will go from Hell on Earth to Paradise.”
“Not just yet!” shouted Mike Feliz, as he walked into the remains of the subway station. “Put down the needle.”
“Well, well, our hero has arrived,” Seth said as he positioned himself behind the cross, sticking his hand up and placing the syringe at Kelli’s neck.
Seth’s other hand moved toward his back, where he had positioned a handgun in his waist just in case.
“Put it down!” shouted Mike, seething with pain from his injuries and the recent fall.
“I don’t think so, officer. If you fire on me, you risk hitting Kelli. Besides, even if you hit me, the reflex action of my hand will cause the injection to go into Kelli.”
Mike’s pain was reaching its zenith. He could barely stand or focus, but he had only one chance to make this work. He aimed his gun.
“I guess it all boils down to just how good a shot you are, officer. Are you willing to risk Kelli’s life? Are you willing to take that risk?”
POP!
The bullet flew through the air, striking the syringe in Seth’s hand, causing it’s contents to spill harmlessly. Seth fell back.
“Don’t have to,” Mike said. “I was tops in my class.”
Seth went for his handgun.
POP! POP! POP! Three shots fired. Two into Seth’s chest, and one into his head. He lay dead on the floor.
“AWWWWW!!!Joanna. Help Joanna! Mom, Dad, Help Mom and Dad” Kelli said, as she slipped away.


Kelli awoke in the ambulance. She couldn’t see very clearly, but she could tell her hands and feet were gauzed and taped up. There was Mike, bandaged up.
She leaned over to Mike.
“Mom and Dad?”
“We got them out of their homes and stopped the explosions.”
“Joanna?’
“She’s in serious condition, but she’ll make it. You need to rest.”
“Oh, god, Mike, why did it have to happen.”
“I don’t know, Kelli. But I know one thing,” said Mike, as he leaned over and kissed her. “You will never be alone again on Christmas.”
Kelli could see out the window of the ambulance. Police cars and emergency vehicles swarmed around the Donner.
“Mercy 6, heading for base,” said the ambulance driver, as he pulled away from the Donner. He hit the button on his radio.
“Have a Holly Jolly Christmas, it’s the best time of the year,” played the old Burl Ives tune. “I don’t know, if there’ll be snow, but have a cup of cheer……….”

THE END



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