Some time later, after Liz had dragged Carly and Natalie from the bar, the group headed to the elevator. "Here's your room key!" Liz said to Carly, who took hold of it with one of freshly manicured hands. "DON'T lose it!" Liz then emphasized. "As if I would!" Carly sighed, rolling her eyes in annoyance. "But why isn't the clerk showing us upstairs?" she inquired, a little puzzled.
"I guess she's too busy" Natalie interjected, as the elevator doors opened.
"That's one complaint I'm going to make before we leave," Carly spat, "Crappy service!" she sneered, looking around her, as one of the other staff members, Angela, was walking by. The dark-haired woman remained silent.
"Carly..." Liz sighed, "Just...try not to embarrass us too much okay. And the same goes for you" she said, looking at Natalie. "Me? I always behave, except when I'm drunk" Natalie replied, as she and Carly giggled.
"Yeah, that's what I mean" Liz nodded, feigning a smile as Steven stood silent behind her. "Enough nagging already," Carly groaned, as she stepped into the elevator, and the others all followed suit. The doors closed and the elevator at once started moving, but Liz soon noticed that they were traveling downwards instead of upwards. "Carly, did you press the right floor?" she asked her friend.
"Of course I did!" Carly responded in an annoyed tone.
"Then why are we going down?" Liz questioned.
"Bloody hell, don't ask me! The lift (elevator) is probably broken" Carly grumbled, folding her arms. "If it was broken we wouldn't be moving" Steven told Carly, who just frowned at him. Suddenly, the four of them began feeling faint, and Carly, being the shortest of the quartet was the first to black out. Natalie, Liz and Steven then followed...in that order. When they came too, they were in some kind of laboratory, strapped to stainless steel tables. "What the fuck is going on?" Carly screeched, as she tried in vein to loosen the straps that held her down.
"I don't know!" a frightened Liz responded, raising her head and looking down at herself.
The four of them were still fully clothed, but were unable to move. Suddenly, just as Natalie was about to speak, a door opened and in stepped the owner of the hotel, Doctor Moriarty. "Ahh, I see you're all awake. Good!" he mumbled, as he walked over to a desk and started reading through some of his notes.
"Who are the fuck are you? What are you doing to us?" Natalie practically squealed at him, causing him to turn slowly.
"Please young lady, I've always have the image that English people are so refined and articulate, don't spoil that image by using such coarse language" Moriarty berated Natalie. "Now, allow me to introduce myself, my name is James Moriarty, I'm the owner of this hotel. And you my friends are going to help me with some experimentation. You see I've dropped behind in several fields of research" he explained calmly.
"Research? What research?" Liz asked, struggling to look past her large breasts.
"You'll see my dear, you'll see!" Moriarty smiled, as he put his notes down. "Well we can't assist you with anything if we're strapped down" Liz said, trying to loosen her own straps.
Her words made Moriarty smile again.
"I think you misunderstand me...er...Liz is it?" Moriarty told her. "I already have assistants to do my bidding, I just needed the 'guinea pigs' before I could start. And here you are" he chuckled, gesturing with his arms.
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