(PiE) Rarity and the World's Fair

>It was truly a wonderful night in Chicago.
"Truly humans are remarkable"
>you find the World's Fair exit and go back on the side walks.
>The streets are dark and you are far from home. You could call a cabbie but you didn't want to pay to come here again to see your client
>There is a sign talking about a hotel down a street. The hotel looks like a castle, not as lovely as Canterlot Castle but a nice change if pace in this large city.
>You go and search for the castle and find the hotel. It looked lovely but there was something eerie about it.
>Through the entrance you ring the service bell. A blonde lady arrives and arranges for your room.
>You go up the stairs and see a man leaving a room.
>"Ah I never have never personally met an Equestrian before."
>He bows and has his hand out. You put your hoof in it and he kisses it.
>"Hello, my name is Henry H. Holmes...I own this hotel"
"Hello, I am Rairty"
>He gives you a charming smile
>"The name fits you well. Enjoy your stay"
>He goes down the stairs and you go to your room.
>You open the door and sit on your bed.
>After you remove your earrings and loosen your hair you lay down on the bed.
>There was an odd sound coming from the floor
"Rats? Hmmmm"
>The idea disgusted you but curiosity got the best of you
>You go to the middle if the room but suddenly the floor gives in.
>Your rump burns as you slide down and fall onto a hard cement floor.
>There was nothing but metal walls around you
>panic filled you as you tried to call for help
>For what felt like hours you tried to get out but eventually you felt tired.
>You closed your eyes for the last time in the tightly sealed vault room.