From MC's Perspective:
Inside the hotel room...
I lay comfortably on the worn but plush sofa, sinking into its fabric as I connected to the hotel's online network using the temporary code. The dim light from the lamp on the side table flickered slightly, casting soft shadows across the room.
My fingers hovered over the screen for a second before I typed in the hotel's name – Kimbler's Inn. I wasn't familiar with the place, but something about it felt old, almost forgotten, like it held a story behind its weathered walls.
When the connection finally stabilized, I searched for the hotel, my eyes scanning the results that popped up. There it was, Kimbler's Inn, appearing on an outdated webpage with a few lines of basic information.
