Synopsis

Arnold awoke to the chill of dampness clinging to his skin, a lingering discomfort that mirrored the blank space in his mind. He had no recollection of the night before, only the unsettling certainty of his present location: Room 104. With a growing sense of disorientation, he began the arduous task of reconstructing the events that had led him here, each fragment of memory a slippery stone in a rapidly forming mosaic.