Chapter 16
In the hotel room booked by Elijah.

John stretched and yawned. There was a persistent beeping sound coming from the door to his hotel room. He found himself under a double blanket in a king-sized bed, the room shrouded in darkness, and two large A.C. units were running at maximum power. On the bedside counter, there was a single lit lamp, an open notepad with visible scribbles, a pen with its cap beside it, and at the far end, a landline telephone.

The room was chilled, but underneath the blankets, John felt the warmth trapped by the bedding. He grunted when the beeping started again, determined not to get out of bed. After what felt like ten minutes, the beeping stopped, and John breathed a sigh of relief. He had begun to drift, his eyes heavy with sleep, and he welcomed the comfort that washed over him as he recognized the feeling.

Then, the telephone by the bedside started to vibrate and ring. The sound made John sit up on the bed, the chill rushing over him, making his teeth ch
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