'What's going on?'
'What's wrong with me?'
Eleanor Bishop tapped her head a couple of times, trying to remember how she'd gotten into this state. But the moment she tried, a sharp pain shot through her head, so she had no choice but to stop.
She endured the sharp pain in her ankle as she slowly got out of bed, carefully tiptoeing toward the bathroom.
「Meanwhile, in another room in the same hotel.」
Archie Lockwood rolled over, sat up, and turned on the light. His heavy workload usually left him exhausted. Insomnia was rare for him; he typically fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow. But tonight, he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what he did.
He got out of bed, went out to the living room to pour and drink a glass of water, then sat on the sofa and began to smoke.
Just as he was finishing his cigarette and about to head back to the bedroom, he heard the sound of a door shutting with a BANG.
