xD Dan I didn't realise you put ... I thought it was really small writing so I was looking at it for ages trying to figure out what you had wrote. Lmao!
The next day it was Hill who woke up first. "Owww my head" he moaned. He clearly had a hangover. Since everyone was still asleep, he decided to have a wash and get changed. As he made his way down the stairs he saw how bad the lodge's condition was. It was such a bad mess. The mess ended at the top of the stairs and as Hill continued further down, the mess gradually grew worse. "Oh my god" thought Hill. Once he was on the ground floor, he immediately walked to reception, just incase the receptionist was back. Hill was dreading seeing her face, her reaction. Luckily, she wasn't in, and Hill knew that if she wasn't in.. There must be a heck of a lot of snow! He ran to the nearest window and looked outside. "Freaking hell" he gasped. There was so much more than yesterday, more than he could ever imagine. Fletch's lodge could hardly be seen anymore because of how much there actually was. "There's a lot isn't there?" said a voice in the background. Hill jumped up and turned around quickly. "Fletch? What are you doing here?" he said curiously. "Isn't a guy not allowed in here anymore?" he said disapprovingly. "Sorry.. It's just me, I've got a little bit of a.." "Hangover?" said Fletch, cutting Hill off. "Yeah" Hill said, with a sheepish smile. "I can tell.." said Fletch with a little grin on his face. "I have no idea how we're all gonna tidy this place up" muttered Hill, "The receptionist is gonna kill us". Fletch chuckled. "Nah, I have a feeling she won't be coming back". "Why?" said Hill shocked. "Oh...nothing, just a feeling. My feelings are usually right" he grinned. "Uh, okay.. Well, see you around I guess.. I gotta wake the others." said Hill. "Alright. What are you all planning on doing today?" asked Fletch curiously. "Uhm, skiing, I think" replied Hill. "You do know that you can't ski without the instructor, right? And by the looks of things.. I don't think he'll be coming in either" said Fletch. "Well, Uh, I think Blizz is good at skiing, so maybe he'll teach us. The more snow the better anyway" "Alright then. Goodluck on them slopes, not everyone makes it" he chuckled. "WHAT?!" wailed Hill. "What?" asked Fletch shocked. "What do you mean not everyone makes it?" said Hill in horror. ".... I mean, not everyone makes it to the, Uh, top. You know the top of the mountain." Fletch said as he put on a fake smile. "Oh right.. Don't say it like that again.." said Hill in a sigh of relief, "You make it sound like someone died up there" he laughed. "Anyway, now I really should wake the others! See you outside probably, bye!". And with that, Hill sluggishly walked back upstairs. Fletch waited until Hill was upstairs and away from sight. He made his way to the back of reception and dragged the unconscious receptionist out of the lodge. Unfortunately for him, he could hear the sound of Sophie upstairs, and it sounded like she was going to come down the stairs any second. Fletch knew what he had to do. He had to bury the body at the end of the ski- slope, hoping the more that it snowed, the harder it will become for someone to ever come across her. After he managed to bury the last bits of the receptionists fingers, he raced back to his lodge, his heart pumping like mad. Once he was inside, he crouched down, so that nobody could see him inside, but he could see everyone, outside. "That was close" he thought.. "But if anyone finds her?" he questioned himself. "Then I'll deal with them myself. And Fletch doesn't like dealing with people who ask too many questions" he muttered with a deadly shine in his eye. As he was talking to himself, he realised who his first victim could well and truly be. He was staring straight at Qin's window, watching her move around the room. He was watching her with the same deadly stare that he used with Melissa Tanning..