Oh dear, the rest of the story didn't go through. Sorry everybuggy! I'll resend it.

Day 2

“GOOOOOOD MORNING EVERYBODY!” The loudspeakers (which had
been placed in every room, hall, and dark, abandoned secret passage there was
in the hotel) boomed. “IF YOU WILL KINDLY MAKE YOUR WAY DOWN TO THE BREAKFAST
HALL, WE HAVE PUMPKIN PARFAIT, GHOUL GRUEL, UNDEAD OATMEAL, AND MONSTER
MUFFINS! SO COME JOIN US IN THE DINING HALL!” There was a pause. “RIGHT NOW!”
the speakers crackled off.

“Oooooh.” Moaned Katydid. She rolled out of bed, still half
asleep. She staggered into their room’s kitchen.

“Tough night?” Asked Joan B., who was already there. She was
standing by the stove, pouring hot chocolate into large mugs. She handed
Katydid one of them.

“Thangou.” Mumbled Katydid, taking the steaming beverage.
Then a loud crashing sound, followed by a chirp and a few screams, came from
the bedrooms.

“Well, I guess grasshopper just woke up the others,” said
Joan.

Grasshopper bounced into the kitchen.

“I smell chocolate!” The excitable AE squealed.

“Here you go.” Said Joan, handing a mug to her.    

Then there was a blast of air and a mini sand tornado came
whirling  into the room. “Where is she!?
Where 

is-THERE YOU ARE!”

Grasshopper quickly handed the mug of hot chocolate back to
Joan. “Thanks for the hot chocolate! Meet you guys downstairs!” With that,
Grasshopper zoomed out the door with Shifting Sands right on her tail. Joan and
Katydid burst into laughter.

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Day 2

“GOOOOOOD MORNING EVERYBODY!” The loudspeakers (which had
been placed in every room, hall, and dark, abandoned secret passage there was
in the hotel) boomed. “IF YOU WILL KINDLY MAKE YOUR WAY DOWN TO THE BREAKFAST
HALL, WE HAVE PUMPKIN PARFAIT, GHOUL GRUEL, UNDEAD OATMEAL, AND MONSTER
MUFFINS! SO COME JOIN US IN THE DINING HALL!” There was a pause. “RIGHT NOW!”
the speakers crackled off.

“Oooooh,” moaned Katydid. She rolled out of bed, still half
asleep. She staggered into their room’s kitchen.

“Tough night?” asked Joan B., who was already there. She was
standing by the stove, pouring hot chocolate into large mugs. She handed
Katydid one of them.

“Thangou,” mumbled Katydid, taking the steaming beverage.
Then a loud crashing sound, followed by a chirp and a few screams, came from
the bedrooms.

“Well, I guess grasshopper just woke up the others,” said
Joan.

Grasshopper bounced into the kitchen.

“I smell chocolate!” the excitable AE squealed.

“Here you go,” said Joan, handing a mug to her.    

Then there was a blast of air and a mini sand tornado came
whirling  into the room. “Where is she!?
Where 

is--THERE YOU ARE!”

Grasshopper quickly handed the mug of hot chocolate back to
Joan. “Thanks for the hot chocolate! Meet you guys downstairs!” With that,
Grasshopper zoomed out the door with Shifting Sands right on her tail. Joan and
Katydid burst into laughter.

Okay, let me try sending this separately. Thsi is the second part of day 2.

Some
of the occupants of room two were already in the dining hall. It was made of
stone, like every dining hall in any castle, with large, iron chandeliers
hanging from the ceiling. All of the chandeliers had candles burning with
purple flames. The walls had portraits of former residents of the castle. Some
were monsters, like vampires and skeletons, some were ghosts, and some where
human. Ghosts were flying everywhere, serving tables, cleaning, and some even playing
instruments.

“So,”
said Shadowdancer, who was sitting with the rest of her roommates at one of the
long tables. “What do you guys make of this place?”

“Well,
it’s certainly interesting,” said Sydney, looking at one of the ghosts that was
dusting a chandelier.

“I
think it’s awesome!” said Phantom, who was chowing down on some muffins that
looked mysteriously like they had spider parts inside.

It’s
a little strange,” said Maple thoughtfully. “I heard strange noises coming from
the attic area last night.”

“Well,
we are in a haunted hotel after all,” said Sydney again.

Just
then, Chocobookoholic and Booksy owl came over with their trays and a sat down.

“Ugg!” cried Shadowdancer. “What in the world is that stuff!” She waved her hand at
Booksy’s tray.

“It’s
Ghoul Gruel! Want some? It’s delicious!” offered Booksy.

“Uh,
no thanks.”

Then,
out of the blue, a tremendous popping sound reverberated through the dining
hall. A ball of purple flame exploded at the entrance and The Phantom appeared.

“Good
morning everyone!” (he? she?) called out. “How is the breakfast?”

There
was some clapping. Some halfhearted, some very excited. (Mostly coming from
Booksy’s side of the table)

“Very
good, very good. Now, the first activity for today is-hmm. Where’s room 3?”

“They
never showed up,” answered Choco.

“Hmmm.
That’s not good. That’s not good at all.”

“Why?
They’ll probably be here shortly,” said Brookeira.

“Well,
the thing is, this castle is-“ But before The Phantom could finish, a scream
pierced the air.

A
loud clamor of voices began in the dining hall. “Everyone calm down!” shouted
the Phantom over the ruckus. Let’s go find out what made that sound. I believe
that it-oh snickersnuckers. From the direction of room 3. Everyone come on!”

When
the party reached the hall where the third room was, they all gasped. There
stood TARDISrider, HAB, Spyro, and all of the other occupants of room 3, but
they were standing in the middle of the hall, staring at a gigantic hole.

“What
happened? Is everyone okay?” said The Phantom.

Yes, but-“ started St. Owl, but Spyro cut her off.

“WEFOUNDASECRETPASSAGE!
WEFOUNDASECRETPASSAGE!” she shouted, jumping up and down.

“Indeed
you did.” The Phantom studied the passage. “Hmmm…it appears to go long way.
Well everyone, I guess we’re going to have to do hide and ghost seek tomorrow.
Today, we’re going to do some 'never before found secret passage hunting.'”

Everybody
cheered. “There’s just one eensy teensy problem,” said Grasshopper. “What
happened to Somebody?”

“Oh
dear, I thought she was with you!” said Shifting.

“Nuh
uh, I thought she was with Shadow Dragon!”

“And
I thought she was with Devil Owl!” exclaimed Shadow. “Somebody? Where are
you!?”

“Uh,
oh. That’s bad. Badbadbadbadbadbad.” Baaaad,” said the Phantom nervously.

“Why?” asked Devil Owl.

“This
castle is jam packed with booby traps and trick doors. She might have walked
through one.”

“I
don’t think so, I saw her behind us just before we saw this passage,” said HAB.

Uh,
guys,” said a small voice from behind the group.” I think I found Somebody.”

The
group turned, there stood Ditty. Who hadn’t spoken one word since they had
found the passage. There, in front of her was a square shaped hole in the
ground.

“Oh,
crud,” said Maple. There, in front of the hole, was a torn off piece of Somebody’s
shirt. There, next to the shred, was a note. Maple picked it up.

“It’s
a warning. It says…I don’t really know what it says.” She held it up. A bunch
of strange symbols were written in red ink. Or was it ink?

“Oh
come on. I came here for a vacation and all I get is a crazed murderer running
around? Just my luck.” St. slapped the back of Devil’s head.

The
Phantom took the letter. “Let me take this. I can attempt to decipher it. It’s
some sort of zombish writing, if I believe. I have a friend that speaks fluent
zombish. I’ll take it to him. But for now, it’s secret passage exploring time!”

SECRETPASSAGESECRETPASSAGEYAYAYAYAY!

(Also I believe you referred to me as a "she." I am a "he," thanks.)

P.S. TOP!

Sorry I haven't posted lately, every buggy!  It's been a busy week. Day three is coming!

P.S. Sorry Spyro! I got confused! 

I am so sorry to ask this admins, but my post is all out of wack. I looked at the sample post, to se what it would look like, and it looks just like my last story submission. I've tried to fix it, but it's not working. Is there any way you guys can fix the post (if that is at all possible) so it won't look like that? If you can't that's ok.

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day 3

HAB sat at
one of the big tables in the dining hall. It had been an unsuccessful day
yesterday. They had searched the secret passage for hours, unveiling nothing
but a dead end.    It had been a long passage with a lot of
turns and a few splits, all of them had come to the same hall with the dead
end.

They had finally
given up and gone back to their rooms. It was now morning again, and again, HAB
had been woken up again by the Phantom’s voice over the speaker, again he
announced the menu, and again, it was all either disgusting or probably would
be banned by the CDC. She at the table with Volcano, Ditty, and Spyro and the
rest of room 3.

“So, does
anyone know what we’re doing today?” She Asked.

“Nope, but the
Phantom should be announcing it pretty soon, it’s already nine.” Said Spyro,
taking a bite out of a greenish purple apple.

“I’m assuming
we’re going to hear what that murder note said.” Said Devil.

“Yeah, that’s
right. I’d almost forgotten about that.”   

“Poor
Somebody.” TARDISrider snuffled. 

Just then, on
cue, The Phantom appeared with his standard purple explosion.

“Good morning
everyone!” There was a chorus of good mornings from around the room.  “I have some news. I’ve deciphered the writing
on our mystery letter. It says only, ‘beware the angels.’ Quite a strange
warning if you ask me. Anyway, on to our day’s activities. Today, we will partake
in hide and ghost seek, also known as ghost tag, ghost hunt, and Gilgenshnipper.
If you want it in ghost. It is the ghost world’s national sport. The rules are
simple, there will be team 1, and team 2, and team 3. Each team will represent
a room. You will be competing against other members of the other team. Each team
will also have five ghosts accompany them. One team hides, one seeks. Team one
and three will start, team 2 will wait until round one is complete, and then
will play the winner. So, is everyone ready?” There was an eruption of cheers. “Good.
Let the games…begin!”

HAB ran down
the corridors of the castle along the rest of her team (and room) mates. Every once
and awhile, one or two people would run off down another hall. It was down to
her, Spyro, St. and TARDISrider, and a ghost companion.

“Thirty
seconds until team one comes to find us. We need to find a place to hide.” Said
HAB.

Spyro was
puffing along, trying to keep up. “Well, could we hurry the process up a
little? I’m getting ready to die!”

TARDISrider
pointed at a staircase. “Let’s go up there, maybe we can buy some time.” They clambered
up the stairs. At the top, there was another hallway, but it ended not twenty
feet from the stairs.
Tjere were two doors at the end of the hall.

“Uh, oh.”
Said St. Owl. “Which way do we go?”

“I’ll check.”
Said their ghost companion, floating towards (and through) the door on the left.
He came out a second later and the passed through the door on the right.

He reappeared
a moment later. “Both go a long way. I flew away down both corridors, and I didn't see an end to either. I think we should split up.”

“I’ll go with
Hotairballoon to the right, you guys go left. Is that good?” Asked St.

“Sounds good.”
Answered the ghost.

St.Owl opened
the door on the right and stepped through with HAB on his heels. “Well, they’re
looking for us now.” Said St., checking her watch. We need to hurry.” They
started to run down the corridor, and indeed, it did go a long way. Finally,
after about three minutes of running down halls filled with paintings,
tapestries, and absolutely no windows, they reached another door.

St. opened it,
revealing yet another hall. “Wait, do you hear something?” Asked St.

“What?”

“Shh.” Yes,
HAB did hear it.

“It sounds
like...”

“Grasshopper's scream!
Come on, it’s this way!” St. and HAB charged down the hall, found another door,
opened it, and found themselves in a large, circular room. It was empty.

“Where’s grasshopper?”
She was just here!” Cried HAB.

“Yeah...she
was…” St. said distractedly. She was looking the other direction. “Look at that
statue.” St. said, pointing at the corner of the room.

“Wow, that’s
a weird statue. It looks like an angel. With big teeth and claws. That’s
spooky.”

They walked
closer to the statue. “Hmmm…this looks familiar…” Said HAB, leaning closer.

Just then, both
St. and HAB felt something tap them on the back. They both turned around, and
then everything went black. When the rest of team 3 found St. unconscious an
hour later, HAB had disappeared.

R.I.P. Grasshopper
AND hotairballon. Or is it?

Again, I apologize for the delay. Our computer wasn't working. Sooooo...yeah.

Day 4

"Gooood morning everyone!" (purple explosion) The Phantom appeared in his regular spot at the entrance of the dining hall.  A good morning came from the Cber's tables. Shifting sands just sat there. staring. She could have sworn that large piece of gelatin (what she thought wwas gelatin) had just...moved.

"Nah," she said out loud, taking a huge bite. She thought that she heard a tiny scream when she started to chew. Weird. Probably her imaginaton. The gelatin tasted good though. A little bit like...grape, almost. 

"One quick anouncement before I tell you the activities for today, there has beeen an alarming infestation of Gelgoblops. They're squarish, (SS started feeling queasy) about this tall and wide, (Really queasy) and they look strangely like large jello cubes. (SS's head proceeded to disappear under the table for a few moments) If you hapen to find one, you may feel free to stomp on it, shoot it with a pie blaster, or throw it out the window. On to today's activities. We are going monster hunting today." Everyone cheered. "You're traanquiliizer guns will be provided in the entrance hall. Enjoy!" With that, The Phantom disappeared in a puff of smoke. Shifting Sands got up from her table with the rest of room 1 and headed to the entrance hall.

While this was happening, there was a very strange conversation going on, not in the dining hall itself, but inside the air ducts.

"Ow! Watch it!" said Masked Piester, shoving Baelfire.

"Oomph! That was my  leg you idiot!" They crawled  on. Pushing each other and arguing with each other until they finally reached their destinaton. The Phantom's study.

"How did we get ourselves into this mess anyway?" Masked Piester griped.    

"Because, Brookeira thought that something like this might happen, and she wanted us to investigate," answered Baelfire.

"Some thing like what?"

"PEOPLE GETTING MURDERRED, YOU DOLT!" 

"Oh, yeah. Forgot." (Baelfire slapped MP again.)

"Okay, now look for anything that might be a clue to who is behind all of this racket."

"You search this drawer, I'll search that one."

"Ooh! I found something!"

"What! A clue?"

"No, but it's just as good! Candy bar?" Masked Piester pulled out a Twix bar from the drawer.

(Facepalm) This is going to be a looong investigation. Thought Baelfire.  

Meanwhile, the monster hunt was underway. Shifting Sands was teamed up with Phantom, Shadowdancer, Brookeira,  and Ditty. They were all armed with tranquilizer guns. They were tromping through the thick forest, looking for what the Phantom called 'the most hideous creatures known to mankind.' They were called Juggercluggs, described as having long, sharp fangs, breathing fire, having a ton of fur, and eating mainly elephants for its diet. (Though nobody could quite figure out where they would GET elephants in the first place.)

"Stop!" said Shifting, raising her hands. She stooped down, looking at somehting on the ground. "This looks like a Juggerclugg's hair." She picked it up.  "Yep, we're definitely close. " 

Ditty held up her gun. "Ooh, goody! I'm in the mood to  tranquilize something."

"Hey guys!" Shadowdancer called.

"Shifting looked around. "Where are you ?"

"Up here!" Everytone looked up, and at the top of the tree, sat Shadowdancer. 

"What in the world are you doing up there?" said Brookeira.

"Looking for Juggercluggs! And I think I just found one!" she cried gayly. 

"Wherezitwherezit!" cried Ditty, jumping up and down. 

"It's about 150 yards from here. There's a bunch a trees that look like they've been torn apart." Shadow hopped down.

"Come on!" said Phantom. They hiked on, guns raised, through the woods. As they trekked, like Shadow had said, it began to look like something had tried to burn the trees around them, and then tried to tear them apart.

"It looks like we're in the right place," observed Shifting.

"Uh, yeah," squeaked Ditty, all of a sudden not feeling so brave. Just then, they heard a grunting sound behind them. The group whirled around. To their astonishment, before them, sat a small, fuzzy looking creature.

"Uhhh...is that...poofball the Juggerclugg we're after?" asked Ditty disappointedly.

"But it's so small. It can't have done all of that damage to those trees," said Phantom. 

"Can I shoot it anyway?" asked Ditty hopefully.

"No!" said Shifting and Shadowdancer simultaneusly. Ditty made a pouty face.

The Juggerclugg walked towards them and made a pittiful whiney noise. 

"Awww! It's adorable!" said Brookeira, taking a step towards the creature.

"Brookeira, be careful, that thing might be dangerous," warned Shadowdancer.

"Oh, please. It's just a cute little-" (Boom) There was a stomping sound. Brookeira looked up, startled. (Boom!) It got louder. Boom!

"Where's that sound coming from?" said Ditty.

Boom!!! "Oh, darn," said Brookeira. BOOM!!! A massive, twenty foot tall version of the mini Juggerclugg appeared. It looked like it had the weight of several cars. It's gigantic, fang filled maw opened up wide.

"Oh. That was the baby," squeaked Phantom. The creature  roared, realeasing  ball of flame from his mouth.

"RUN!" screamed Shifting Sands, though, it was an unnecessary command. Everybody was aleady far out in front of her, except for Brookeira, who was running alongside Shifting. As they ran, the Juggerclugg could be heard crashing in the woods behind them. Ditty put the gun over her shoulder and began to shoot wildly. Shifting had to duck.

"Watch it! You almost hit me!" shouted Shifting. Fwop! One of the darts hit Bookeira in the shoulder. "Brookeira!" Shifting called after her friend, but the Juggerclugg had already caught up. Shifting tripped, sending her sprawling on the ground. Something flashed in the corner of Shifting's eyes, she looked, but didn't see anything. She looked back at Brookeira, who was still on the ground, asleep. "No!" Shifting screamed, blasting the monster with sand. The beast rose to its hind legs, temporarily blinded, roared, and blasted fire from his mouth. It hit right where Brookeira was sitting. When the smoke cleared, Brookeira had vanished.

About three hundred yards away, a mysterious cloaked figure sits in a tree, smiling to his/herself. His plan had been excecuted perfectly. His mission was almost complete. Just a few more, then he would follow through with the final phase of his plan. Perfect. He smiled, just perfect.

R.I.P. Brookeira, or is it? 

Dangit!

Stupid weeping angels and paintings and unconscious St. Owl and people screaming and I don't even know anymore.

You guys can start guessing the murderer, and who I am now, if you like.

Well, I guess it's pretty obvious who I am, isn't it? I just read through my previous comments. He he. Woops.