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We arrived in Crete yesterday. The
trip had been booked rather hastily, after I received an unexpected bonus at
work. I had scoured the internet that evening to find perfect place to take my
wife as a surprise. I eventually stumbled upon a resort that I can only
describe as paradise on a budget. It was rather cheap but had everything that we
wanted. There was only one room left, so I snapped it up immediately.
had a rather late flight in to Crete and we eventually set down at around 11pm.
The summer in the UK had been non-existent this year and stepping off of the
plane to feel the hot night-time air surrounding us, was the perfect welcoming.
After a rather harrowing coach journey that seemed never ending, we finally
pulled up to the hotel. The hotel was in the middle of nowhere and we had been
the last two people on the coach, for quite some time. The coach driver
remarked on how he had never been to, or heard of, the hotel before.
was no one there to greet us once we arrived. The hotel looked different than
the pictures. They either really undersold this place, or it had recently undergone
a huge rejuvenation. I was not going to complain about the place being nicer
than advertised though. We walked through the gravel path, past the beautiful
water fountain and towards the huge wooden doors. There was not a bell, so we
used the large knocker. The loud sound of the knocker, echoed through the
silence that surrounded us. The door opened almost instantly.
were immediately taken aback as we had our first glance in to the hotel.
Crystal chandeliers illuminated the beautiful marble flooring we walked along,
as smooth classical music played out in the background. The size of the lobby
was astounding and the walls were plastered with mural-sized paintings of regal
looking gentlemen. The hotel was also rather busy, especially as it was now well
past midnight. There were groups of people drinking and laughing in the lobby
bar. There were also sounds of people eating, in what I assumed were small,
private dining areas, that surrounded the lobby. The doors were closed, but the
sounds were clear. The only thing that struck me as odd, was that there were no
windows anywhere. I would later find out that this was also the case for the
was an immaculately dressed, older man, standing at the reception desk. He
nodded his head as we approached and introduced himself. I was still a little
bit in awe of this place and my wife had barely spoken a word. I excitedly
muttered out my name and the man opened up a beautiful leather-bound book. He
handed me a quill and pot of ink and had me sign the book. They really had an
eye for detail here. We were handed a glass of champagne each, as he completed
then asked us if we had visited this hotel, or any of their partner hotels
before. He apologised, before adding that he could not find us on the
reservation list. I am not sure why I lied, but I did. I think me turning up in
my khaki shorts and t-shirt, while being surrounded by such elegance, made me
feel rather small. The people that I could see in the lobby were all dressed in
formal, evening attire. Once I had confirmed I had been to a sister hotel
before, his demeanour changed.
perfect, sir. I will not need to explain any of the rules in that case. Sorry
about any confusion. You will be in room 70.” He said with a large grin wrapped
around his face. He handed me a small booklet and gestured for another man to
help us with our luggage.
your stay. Your privacy is of the essence here. If there is anything at all we
can do to make your stay more accommodating, please do not hesitate to ask.”
that, he motioned for us to follow the other man. We eventually arrived at our
room and it was as spectacular as the rest of the hotel. The bed was a king
size, four poster bed that was beautifully engraved oak. The walls were adorned
with more pictures of elegant men and chandeliers once again illuminated our
were so exhausted and overwhelmed by the nights events, that we soon passed
out. I woke up a couple of times in the night and could swear that I heard
screams off in the distance. There was also a horrid noise, like that of an
animal and the sounds of something running up and down the hallway. I put it
all down to a nightmare the next day, as I did not want it to ruin this
woke up early, put on our swimwear and attempted to find the pool that was
advertised. I could not tell exactly what the weather was like, as there were
no windows anywhere. I had looked at the forecast before I left anyway, and it
was meant to be sunny all week.
went down to reception to ask about the whereabouts of the pool area. The hotel
was completely empty once we reached the lobby and even after consistent
ringing of the bell, no one answered. We went to check out the rest of the
hotel, but most the doors seemed to be locked. We eventually found a door that
was unlocked, that led out in to the garden area. There were a few chairs
littered outside and a swimming pool that looked as if it had not been cleaned
in decades. It was a stark contrast to the flawless manner that the inside of
the hotel adhered to.
sun was shining brightly though and that was good enough for us. We pulled out
a couple of chairs, dusted them off and laid down to read our books. I must
have passed out for a little while, as it was approaching 3pm when I next
looked at the time. I was famished and asked my wife if she would like to get
something to eat.
lobby was empty once again when we entered. There was no one at all, not even
the staff. I walked over to the small private dining areas, that I had heard
people eating in the night prior. The door was locked, so I peered inside
through the small stain glass window. The room itself was flawlessly presented
like the rest of the hotel, but pieces of meat were flung around the entire
room. I could also make out stains and tears to the linen cloth on the table.
There was no one inside of the room. I asked my wife if she wanted to go out
for dinner, but she declined, reminding me that we had not seen another
building for miles on the way here.
suggested that we should just go back to the room and wait until dinner. I
figured that people were either extremely private here or that there was
another area of the hotel, we were not aware of yet, where people congregated
during the day. It was eerily silent but I was still completely in holiday mode
and would not let anything phase me.
we got back to the room, I searched around for a hotel booklet, but could not
find anything. I browsed the internet for reviews or information on the hotel,
but it seemed like we were somewhere else entirely. The more I looked at the
actual hotel, the more I realised that we were definitely in the wrong place. I
found the confirmation email in my inbox and attempted to call the travel
agency. I could not get through to them, so I sent over an email.
found the booklet the man had given me in my shorts, that I was wearing the
previous evening. I opened it up and inside was a menu that was written in
Greek. There was also a time on the menu, 9pm. I sighed to my wife that it was
a little late to start serving food, especially with nothing throughout the
day. I eventually gave in and searched through the mini-bar. There was only a
selection of alcoholic beverages available. No food.
much searching, I managed to translate a few of the items, with the help of
Google. It seemed to just be a selection of meats. There was, legs, breasts,
liver and a few others. I figured they allowed you to select the cut of meat
you desired, and paired it with set sides.
was another menu on the other side but I did not bother translating that. It
was a priced menu, that was obviously not included in the all-inclusive
package. It was completely out of our budget and seemed to be exclusive cuts of
meat or fish.
time slowly ticked away and after a few drinks from the mini-bar, we made our
way downstairs. I did not have much in the way of fancy clothes and neither did
my wife, but we dressed up as elegantly as possible. I had read reviews about
it being long trousers in the evening, but nothing quite like what I had
witnessed when we arrived. I was almost certain that we were at the wrong place
now. I was more afraid that we would be caught out than anything else. We would
never have a chance to stay anywhere like this again, so I was more than
willing to go with it, for as long as possible.
could hear the sounds of laughing and talking return once we hit the lobby. It
was once again the busy hotel it was the night before. A different man
approached us as we entered and offered us a drink. He then asked us if we
would be dining in one of the private rooms tonight, or in the buffet style
restaurant. I glanced over at him and asked if there was an extra charge for
the private rooms. He smiled back at me, and just said, “Buffet it is”.
smiled back at him, as we joined the queue towards the large dining area. There
was not much talking in line, but the people must have been absolutely
ravenous. They were licking their lips and anxiously waiting for the doors to
open. Once the doors did open, people were rushing to get in to the dining
was a menu, much like the one provided to me when we entered. You were asked to
tick the box next to the meat you required. The menu was in English this time.
I supposed that the man had originally given me the incorrect menu. I chose the
liver, while my wife decided to opt for breast. I whispered to her whether she
thought it would be exotic animals, or chicken and beef. She just smiled and
said that we would find out soon.
was one long wooden table in the centre of the room. We all sat down at the
table and were served wine. There was growling sounds coming from the people
around me. They kept nervously looking over towards the kitchen doors. I joked
to my wife that the food must be delicious. The man sitting next to me looked
over at me when I said that. He began sniffing the air in front of me and began
to lick his lips, while staring directly at me. His focus was soon shifted as
the kitchen doors swung open and the food arrived. He inquisitively looked over
at me once more, soon after, but then shook his head and returned to his food.
could definitely see what all of the fuss was about. The meat was tender,
beautifully seasoned and cooked to perfection. Me and my wife savoured the
taste and ate slowly. The same could not be said for the others. The moment the
meat was placed in front of them, they tore at it like wild animals. The moans
of pleasure with each mouthful, almost orgasmic. The plates of meat were pretty
stacked, and they got through it within a few mouthfuls. A few people at the
other side of the table had begun fighting with each other, attempting to steal
their neighbour’s food. A man with slick dark hair, dressed in a black suit,
entered soon after to put a stop to that.
down or you will be removed. We have more, as always.”
spoke in an authoritative manner and everyone listened. He repeated what I
assume was the same phrase, in a few different languages, in quick succession.
I could vaguely make out some of the same words in French.
man a few seats down from me slapped his hand down on the table. Then again in
a rhythmic motion. Soon the entire table were slapping the table in the same
manner. It was to insinuate that they wanted more, an encore if you like.
man in the suit let out a large grin before whispering in to the man’s ear
standing next to him. He went in to the kitchen and a few moments later, four
men were bought out of the kitchen. They were gagged and tied up and had cuts
all over their bodies.
heard my wife about to speak out about this, but I grabbed her hand tightly and
motioned for her to remain silent. The men dripped in sweat, as the fear in
their faces shone through. They attempted to speak through their gagged mouths.
They began to beg for their lives as the people around the table began to laugh
while slapping their hands harder on the table.
man in the black suit walked over to the men and looked them up and down. He
then announced that he would spare one of their lives. He pointed to the first
man and asked the table if he should spare his life. They all shook their heads
in quick succession. The man immediately dropped to his knees, begging for his
life. He asked if he should spare the second. The same response was given. Then
he asked for the third.
him. Less Juicy”. The man next to me shouted out, which was greeted by raucous
applause and laughing from the rest of the table.
man then approached the third man and told him that they had chosen him as the
survivor. The rest of the men were laid down in the middle of the table.
cannot even describe the atrocious way that these people tore in to the three,
alive men, that lay before me. They instantly crowded over the men and quickly
consumed them. It felt like it went on for hours, but it must have been over in
minutes. Their teeth tore through the men’s flesh like butter. I could not see
much of anything after a while, as bodies piled on top of each other, all
trying to get a taste. There was flesh flying out from the pile of people, as
others licked up the blood that soaked the table.
sat there in silence as I held my wife’s hand, tighter and tighter, making sure
she did not scream. I am not sure she could scream by the look on her face. I
am also not sure if it would have mattered if she did scream, in all the
carnage that surrounded us.
eventually finished every piece of the men in front of me and returned back to
their seats. I saw people wiping pieces of flesh and blood from their faces, as
if they had dropped a little bit of soup. The people transformed back to their
sophisticated selves almost immediately, as if this was the most normal thing
in the world.
man in the black suit then grabbed the final gagged and bound man by the hand,
lifting it in the air. The table began to slowly clap. The man began gesturing
his hands in a grateful motion. The man in the suit turned to him and smiled.
Good. I like my meat tender.” He said before biting in to the man’s neck
multiple times, before leaving him to bleed out on the floor. He left the room
as the rest of the table surrounded the man on the floor.
snuck out in all of the commotion and headed towards the front door. The man we
had originally seen at reception stopped us as we did.
somewhere?” he said, in a questionable tone.
We were just going to go for a walk,” I said, attempting to hide all of the
emotions bubbling up inside of me.
I see. Well we lock all of the doors at night, I am afraid. No leaving until
the morning now.” he said as he directed me towards the elevator.
walked towards the elevator as he spoke once again,
first evening sir and madam?”
looked at him once again, attempting to hold everything together. “Yes, we
needed that. Didn’t we?” I said gesturing to my wife. She could only handle a
nervous nod of the head.
Have a good evening.” He said, as he walked back towards the lobby desk.
have been sitting here talking for a little while now. We are both terrified,
but we cannot show it. When entering the room, I noticed that there were small
security cameras all over the place. We just have to act as normal as possible
feel as if we will have to play along with this for as long as possible. At
least until we can work out what to do next. Otherwise, I fear, we will find
ourselves on the menu.
only saving grace is that the men in the dining room were killed very quickly.
Dinner was at 9 though. We arrived
after midnight yesterday and the private rooms were still slowly enjoying their
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