Room 17

Daniel only needs a room for the night.Room 17 looks ordinary: a made bed, a quiet desk, a lamp glowing beside the wall. Then he finds his own bag waiting near the chair.It should still be in his car.The strap is warm. The shirt inside is damp with coffee from the road. No one is hiding in the room. Nothing else has been disturbed.At first, the wrongness is small enough to doubt. A reflection that...