Day 2,160

The floor of the hotel was obscured by a thick layer of mist that seemed to blend in with the stark white sheets that covered all the furnishings so neatly strewn about every room and hallway she dared to tiptoe past. At that moment she knew two things for sure - she wasn't in the same hotel she fell asleep in and she wasn't alone.

It breath came out in wet, rattling gasps that seemed to shake its deceptively fragile frame. She'd seen it attack enough of the sheets to know it wa far stronger than it looked, seemingly triggered by them moving in the faint breeze coming through the broken windows.

She didn't mean to follow it but it seemed to know the area far better than her and had unknowingly showed her where to find food and shelter several times over the many days she'd been trapped in there with it. Slowly but surely they were moving closer to the main lobby and her chance to finally leave.

There was no way of knowing if the world outside was the same one she was from but it was her only option.