The hairdryer continued to whir loudly as she blew her hair dry with it. Right then, she saw a shadow flash across the room from the mirror.
Startled, she spun round at once and looked behind where the shadow had flashed by.
No one was there, though.
It was as if what she had seen earlier was nothing but a figment of her imagination.
Surely, it can't be an illusion.
She had perfect eyesight. There was no way she could have gotten it wrong. Plus, she saw it clearly.
Her frightened heart skipped a beat.
The doors were properly locked; how could anyone have gotten inside?
A keycard was required to enter the hotel room.
Unless it was the hotel's staff with a spare keycard, no one would be able to enter.
"Who is it?!" she shouted.
No one responded, though.
