We made our way around the hotel, most of them were just rooms that looked very similar. Finally, the kitchen was found. All of the appliances were still there, and for the most part intact. I hadn't noticed until I turned around that Miranda was already gone, she was looking in the back of the kitchen. She was always a curious girl. I took a glimpse in the back but it just looked like a kitchen so I didn't walk back there. I looked around the 'eating area' I guess you would call it. It had tables and chairs, counters, and some old appliances on the counter. Nothing worked, but I don't know why it would.
"Kevin!" Miranda called me.
I went to the back, "yes?" I replied.
"Look," she held a box.
"Where did you find that?" I asked.
"There," she pointed at a hole in the wall. "I was walking and i ran my hand on the wall and then all of a sudden that part of the wall crumbled."
"What's in it?" I asked.
She opened the lid, and we found these 2 necklaces:
"Can I keep them?" She looked at me with a smile on her face.
"I don't care babe. It's your choice." I smiled.
"Yay!" She hugged me then jumped up and down.
As we were getting ready to walk out of the kitchen, something weird happened. One of the flat top stoves lit. I reached over and turned it off, but before I knew Miranda looked like she was pushed. She put her hands out to protect her face but her hands and arms were instantly burned. I quickly pulled her away, then picked up the box and carried it for her.
"We are going home, now." I said to her.
"No we are not!" She argued back.
"This is the second time you've been attacked. I will not stand by and watch you get hurt again."
"I can handle it, Kevin, I'm fine."
"We are going home Miranda, there's no arguing."
She looked at me with a sad look on her face. I hated when she did that.
"Fine," I sighed, "we can stay but if you are attacked one more time we are leaving."
"That works for me," she smiled then kissed me.
"Where do you want to look now? It's beginning to get dark and we need to leave before it gets completely dark," I informed her.
"The basement," she smiled, "then we can go home."
So, we began to look for the basement door.