PART 2
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
The old woman looked around nervously before pulling me farther down the hallway.
"My name is Margaret," she whispered.
"I've worked in this hotel for thirty-eight years."
She pointed toward the library.
"That room doesn't exist."
I stared at her.
"I just walked inside."
She slowly shook her head.
"That room was sealed after a fire... twenty years ago."
A chill ran down my spine.
"That's impossible."
She looked directly into my eyes.
"So is what you just saw."
Before I could respond, my phone vibrated.
Nathan.
WHERE ARE YOU?
A photo appeared beneath the message.
Nathan stood inside the ballroom, smiling beside the mayor and several guests.
The timestamp read:
8:42 PM.
I looked at my watch.
8:42 PM.
Exactly the moment I had watched him kiss another woman.
"No..."
I whispered.
I ran back into the ballroom.
Nathan smiled the moment he saw me.
"There you are!"
He kissed my forehead.
"You disappeared."
I stepped backward.
"Who were you with?"
He frowned.
"What?"
"The woman in the red dress."
His smile slowly faded.
"Evelyn..."
"I've been in this ballroom for almost an hour."
I looked around.
Hundreds of people.
Musicians.
Servers.
Security cameras.
Everyone seemed normal.
Then Margaret suddenly screamed from the hallway.
I turned.
She was staring toward the library.
"The door..."
Everyone looked.
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The old wooden door was opening...
By itself.
