Bumps in the Night

When we first arrived at the Stone Lion Inn we meet an older couple named Jim and Mary. They were pretty cool and they were staying in the only room downstairs. Our room was upstairs. We did not know who was staying in the other rooms upstairs because we stayed in our room getting ready before the murder mystery. Now when we arrived in our room after the mystery Jennifer noticed her purse had been thrown across the room. When we left our room earlier it was on the bed. Now it was on the floor away from the bed. Jen was upset and thought that someone came in our room and looked through her purse and dumped it on the floor away from the bed. She went through it and looked to see if anything was missing. There was nothing missing. Tired we took off our costumes and went to bed.

As we lye in bed I heard moaning and some thumping. Jen and I giggled and sighed thinking that somebody was making whoopee. Then it just kept going on and on and I got up and went to my door. I heard Jim downstairs ask someone if they where okay. I got dressed and went downstairs to see what the commotion was about. When I reached the bottom of the stairs I noticed that one of the murder mystery guests was at the bottom. She was breathing hard and moaning in pain. I asked Jim what was going on. He said he heard her and came out of his room. I asked her if she was ok and she wouldn’t really answer me. I asked her if she had a room upstairs and she nodded yes. Then she moaned again. I asked her again what was wrong and she said she has really bad knees and couldn’t get back up the stairs to her room. She started moaning and crying and apologizing profusely about not being able to get back upstairs. I asked her if she was with anyone. She nodded her head. I asked her who it was. She said Cindy. I asked her what room Cindy was in and she wouldn’t answer me. She was acting very strange during all of this. She wouldn’t answer me very well for some reason. Thinking maybe she was drunk I asked her if she was drinking and she said no. Well, since she was not really helping herself and us I went upstairs and started knocking on doors. The first door I knocked on a young women answered. I asked if a Cindy was in the room. She said yes and another young women came to the door. I remembered them from the murder mystery, they where nurses from the Tulsa group. I said are you Cindy and she said yes. I told her that her friend was down stairs and needed assistance. She said that she didn’t have any friends staying here and they followed me out to see the lady. The lady was stilling moaning and whining. I knocked on the two other doors and got no response. Then I knocked on a door and the real Cindy answered. I told her the story about her friend. She cursed and said that she told her not to go downstairs and that she was drunk. (Great.) She came downstairs and asked her to come back to the room. Mona (that’s the name I will give her) started whining and moaning about how her knees hurt and that she couldn’t do it. Cindy got angry with her and told her to get her ass upstairs and quite causing a spectacle. When I was upstairs looking for Cindy I had noticed a room not being used and I asked Jim if he and his wife would move up and let Mona go sleep in their room, which was the only room on that floor. They agreed and went to get their luggage. Everyone agreed this would be a great course of action since Mona couldn’t get up the stairs.
As Jim and his wife got his bags I went upstairs just to make sure that room didn’t have any guests. Well low n behold I did notice this time that the room was occupied. There was a bag in the corner I didn’t see. I guess these guests went out for a nightcap with the hostess. So back downstairs I went to give the bad news. When it was obvious that Mona was not going to make it back upstairs Cindy threw up her arms in disgust and said “Well I guess we’ll just go home Mona”. We all thought that was a great idea. Cindy marched back up to the room and started packing. Meanwhile we asked Mona if she like to site down in the Library. She nodded yes and kept on apologizing. Now, she was very overweight and Jim and I put our arms under hers and helped her to the library where she could sit down. She was very unhelpful and just kind of slumped over and we had to move her by ourselves. It took forever to move her 15 feet and she was heavy. We finally got there and plopped her into the chair. Whew!! Done. I told the girls to keep an eye on her and I went upstairs to see if Cindy needed any help with luggage. I helped her take her luggage to her car and came back inside. When I reached the library I noticed that the nurses where talking to each other in a huddle. I looked at Mona and immediately noticed her demeanor had changed. I asked her if she was ok and she then got all-evil on me. Apparently after I left she changed personalities and the evil Mona came out to play. She started talking crazy with us and acting weird. The nurses said it was textbook personally disorder brought on my alcohol and that they have seen this behavior in the hospital all the time. (Once more. Great.) Cindy pulled her SUV up to the porch. The side porch has a three-foot drop off and steep stairs to the ground. Man I was dreading going back to get Mona and get down those stairs. So Jim and I once again tried to haul ol Mona to the waiting car and our salvation. Since she was now evil Mona she resisted and argued with us. Finally Cindy came in and convinced her to get up and go to the car. All this time we kept threatening to call the ambulance to take her to the hospital and she’d moan no and move a little. Slowly she got up and slowly she walked outside. Jim and I from time to time helped her when she’d stop. Man, she was heavy. Finally we got her outside and to the steps. Well she then decided to totally shut down when she got to the steps refusing to budge. Again we threatened to call the ambulance and Cindy snapped. She started yelling at Mona to get her butt in the car and let us all go back to bed. Evil Mona wasn’t having any of that and started yelling obscenities at Cindy. So back and forth they screamed at each other. Finally I had enough and told Jennifer to call the ambulance, she just was about to make to the call when Mona sat on her butt and moved down the stairs. Jim and I helped her to the car, got her in and slammed the door shut! Holy Mother of God help me for not wishing evil on someone but damn that lady had rung us all through the ringer. After they left we shook our heads and went back to our rooms.