Chapter Nineteen

Joel, Hayley, and Sarah decided to rest before dinner with Margaret. The last few days had been very difficult for all of them, especially for Hayley who was still sobbing over the news of Mark. She had said she needed alone time. Joel and Sarah agreed as they both felt exhausted.

Joel was the last to find his room. It was the last room not too far from Sarah. Surprisingly it was different than what he had expected. The wallpaper had an unusual light pale mix of pink and sand, the texture was soft and warm, the sand seemed to give a smooth feel, it felt strange, almost human-like. He ran his hand over his arm and felt chills run down his spine.

A built-in dark cupboard, chocolate brown carpet, a small lamp sat on a study desk with a kettle and set up of mugs, sachets of long-life milk, coffee, a variety of teas, and sugar. The bed raised on curved bed legs, puffed-up pillows of white, brown, and cream rested on a patterned duvet of red and brown curvy stripes. Kickin