@shiningbled
It was an old hotel, okay. He didn’t know where his mother got the money for a week vacation, and he didn’t know why she picked some place in Colorado, way up in the mountains. Yeah, it was summer, but what could they do here?
The second they had stepped into the place, Eddie felt a wave of nausea, for just a moment, and once it passed, he just had a bad feeling.
Eddie had been experiencing this since.. as long as he could remember. He knew his father was dying before he was gone, and Frank had died when Eddie was only five. The point was, living in Derry -- where the voices of hundreds of dead kids constantly were crying out from the sewers -- Eddie knew when certain bad feelings needed to be listened to. When they stepped into the Overlook, Eddie hated it. There was no way his mother would turn around just because her son had a bad feeling.. so he just had to pump himself up. A week here would be fine.
The playground was meant for kids, sure, but Eddie’s mother was settling into their room, and Eddie just wanted to move, so he ended up outside sitting on a swing. The hedge animals were slightly unsettling, the weird tube in the playground made him feel nauseous just looking at it, but he just remained on the swing. Everything would be fine.
