Synopsis

The old hotel breathed with a history I could almost taste – a blend of dust and something else, something…other. Each creak of the floorboards felt like a whispered secret, and the shadows stretched long and watchful in the corners of every room. Staying here demanded a certain fortitude, a conscious effort to appear unfazed by the palpable sense of unease that clung to the walls. It was a constant practice of stillness, of refusing to betray the tremor beneath my composure, a silent vow to n