When Things Go Bump In The Night, chapter 1

Mike was walking down the moonlit street, back towards the hotel where he was staying with Billie Joe and Tre. The trees towered above him, casting eerie shadows over the cobbles. The only sounds were his footsteps and the occasional whisper of wind through the trees. He felt slightly unnerved, but wasn't exactly sure why. Why did his two friends have to pick him to go out and get 'essentials'? All he had bought was a couple six packs of beer. Last time he had checked, there was plenty left. Damn Tre and Billie Joe for drinking it all.
He heard footsteps behind him. He stopped and turned around. Nothing there. "Probably just my mind playing tricks on me," he thought as he started walking again. This time after he started walking, he heard breathing.
"Who's there?" He shouted into the empty night.
No answer.
He let out a sigh and continued, quickening his pace a little. All he could hear now was his own heart pounding in his ears. His heavy breathing blocked out any other noises that may be occurring around him.
Mike cast a weary look around and broke into a run. He felt as if he was being followed. But that was natural wasn't it? You're out in the dark, alone. You're bound to feel a little scared.
He stopped abruptly as he thought he heard someone shout his name.
"Who's there? This isn't funny!" He shouted again into what seemed the empty street.
Still he got no reply.
He started walking again, he was almost at the hotel.
"Mike!" The voice came again.
'Maybe it's just the wind,' Mike thought to himself.
"MIKE!!!" It called out again.
"Tre? Billie? Is that you? If it is this isn't funny!" Mike shouted towards where the direction that the voice was coming from.
There was no reply yet again.
Mike started at a jog so he could get away from whatever it was that was shouting him.
"Oh my God! Mike! You're so easily scared!" Tre laughed, emerging out of an alley
"You should have seen your face!" Billie giggled, following Tre out.
"GUYS! Don't do that again!" Mike said, giving the two shorter men evil looks. "You know how I get,"
"that's why it's so funny," Tre laughed, clutching his sides.
Mike playfully punched him in the arm.
The three punk-rockers walked down the street towards the small hotel at the end of this street. It was kind of creepy inside. Decorated with suits of armour and such.
Mike was walking just infront of Billie Joe and Tre who were laughing all the way back.
Suddenly the laughing stopped.
"Mike!" something shouted from behind.
"guys, you can stop it now," Mike said, turning to face Billie Joe and Tre.
No reply.
"Guys?" Mike shouted, noticing that his two best friends were gone, "where are you?"
"Mike!" There was the voice again.
"Nice try guys!" Mike shouted over his shoulder, walking onto the hotel.
He stepped inside and cluttered up the stairs. There was one light that kept flickering. Mike managed to block this light out and opened the door to the suit that the three friends were sharing.
He plonked himself down on his assigned bed and drifted off to sleep in a matter of minutes. It didn't occur to him that Billie and Tre hadn't followed him up to their room.