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anyway.”
    I whipped a palm through my gray hair. “Ye of little faith. I promise that I have no interest in running smack into doing anything that would land me close to a jail cell.”
    “Good. Keep it that way.”
    Ice cream with a brownie and hot fudge were served last and not long afterward, I was back in our hotel room, listening for Andrew’s heavy breathing that would indicate he had, indeed, gone to sleep.
    * * *
    Andrew had thrown an arm over me and it took over a half-hour to slip out of bed, freeing myself from his limbs. I heard a few thumps from the room on the other side and wondered if Eleanor and Caroline were up over there already.
    Instead of dressing, I opted to slip out the door with my nightgown on, meeting an aggravated Eleanor in the hallway.
    “It’s about time, Agnes.”
    I pushed a finger against my lips, shushing her. “Be quiet before you wake up Andrew,” I whispered.
    Eleanor rolled her eyes and I followed her to Room 109. I tried the doorknob and squared my shoulders when it wouldn’t turn. Caroline appeared from the ceiling and slipped through the door. It then popped open and we slipped inside. I immediately hugged myself at the chill inside and I moved to switch the light switch on, but Caroline stopped me, barring my way.
    “I can’t see in here,” I said.
    “I can switch on the flashlight on my cell phone. At least that part of my phone works,” Eleanor said, meaning that ever since we’d rolled out of Silver, our cell service had died.
    Eleanor powered on her flashlight tool and we began to walk around the room. Cobwebs had taken over the room and they hung down from the ceiling from what we could see. From the display on Eleanor’s iPhone, it was only eleven o’clock and I gazed out the window briefly. Not a soul was moving around outside.
    I first walked to the dresser and began to pull out drawers and felt around the inside of them, but only came back with a thick layer of dust. I hugged myself as the chill in the room seemed to intensify, and I froze when I heard the sound of laughter coming from the far side of the room.
    “Wh-what is th-that?” Eleanor asked with a shaky voice.
    “You heard that, too?”
    “Did you hear that too, Caroline?” I asked, but she was nowhere to be seen. “It appears that Caroline has left,” I said.
    “And I’m not far behind her,” Eleanor said as she darted for the door.
    “Come back here, you chicken heart. Don’t you dare leave me alone in here.”
    Eleanor tried to open the door, but it only rattled. “We’re locked in,” she screamed.
    “Shhhh. We’re gonna get caught.”
    “As long as we get out of this room, I’m game.”
    “Fine, turn on the light switch, then.”
    Eleanor flipped the light switch on, but it only made a clicking noise. Oh, great. Now we were stuck inside and in the dark. I made my way across the room. I figured I might as well check out the bed since we were stuck in there anyway. The truth was, I heard a voice beckon me closer. “Don’t be afraid,” it said, while inside my head it screamed for me to stay away. My curiosity won over, and when I reached the bed, a new voice told me to run. Instead, I reached down and felt the top of the bed since the flashlight didn’t offer enough light. Instead of merely encountering the dusty mattress, I felt something quite lumpy. At the head of the bed was a globed form and I jerked back when I felt the bumpy surface with hair attached to it. That’s when the screaming started. I raced over to where Eleanor stood, trying with all her might to open the door. “Let me try,” I said as I pushed her aside. I turned the doorknob and did a silent prayer for it to open, and when it did, I raced out, pulling Eleanor into the hallway with me and slammed the door closed behind us.
    Eleanor and I had our bodies pressed against the wall with heaving bosoms until the door to my room flew open and Andrew raced into the hallway. “What on earth,