Pepsi Challenge

And so it was a creepy, abandoned, hotel that stole my photographer and my interest late one Sunday afternoon. The Pepsi machine in question, standing proud in the ruins of a once fully operational mid-grade hotel, beckoned us for recognition. I froze from pose to pose as the camera captured my still positions. My eyes wonder as my body stood still. All the creepy characteristics of this haunting hotel kept catching my curiosity. The exterior corridors blocked off by rusting, rod- iron gates, windows barred by iron bars, and a once dazzling marquee fading into deterioration. As the shoot moved from Pepsi machine to dilapidated, hotel, office mailbox my attention was caught by a long corridor barricaded by before mentioned rod-iron gates. MMMMMMMMM......intriguing...I thought to myself. Wonder if I can slip between the bars and strike poses from the inside of the corridor? I squeezed and wriggled but no such luck. So in vein, I stared down the corridor, whose cement walls disappeared into a grave, grey darkness. A shiver raced up my spine, and I decided it was a blessing I couldn't squeeze through the gaps in the gate. I hand plopped down on my shoulder. Ahhhh!!! I screeched startled. I whipped around to find my photographer staring at me as if I had five foreheads. Scrunching his eyebrows together, he said simply that it was time to go. The sun was sinking into the horizon. The wind had picked up. It was muggy. It was eerie. It was definitely time to go!

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