로그인The image of the blood-covered hands vanished. Then the screen went black.
For two full seconds, nobody spoke. Then chaos exploded across the lobby.
“What the hell does that even mean?”
“Are they threatening her?”
“Is this still supposed to be entertainment?!”
Keisha looked furious instead of scared. “Okay, enough with the creepy symbolism. What’s with the bloody hands? Is that supposed to be the killer?”
The screen suddenly flickered back on.
[No, Keisha.]
The host smiled pleasantly.
[Those are your hands.]
The entire lobby fell silent again.
Keisha laughed awkwardly. “Excuse me?”
[Last night, you walked near Daniel Cross’s room.]
A grainy black-and-white security clip appeared onscreen.
Keisha froze.
The footage showed her wandering down the hallway around 12:17 A.M., barefoot and visibly disoriented. She paused outside Daniel’s room for several long seconds before the video abruptly cut.
“That’s fake,” she said immediately.
[You discovered Daniel Cross.]
Another pause.
[But you left him there to die.]
Keisha’s face paled slightly now.
“Wait,” Liam said sharply. “Are you saying she killed him?”
[That is for all contestants to determine.]
The host tilted her head sweetly.
[You now have twenty-four hours to uncover the truth.]
[If all participants fail, Keisha Brooks will become the next victim.]
The screen shut off instantly afterward.
A heavy silence settled over the lobby, then Julian spoke first.
“Next victim?” he repeated. “What exactly happens to her?”
Moira crossed her arms calmly. “I think she becomes the next Daniel Cross.”
Several people visibly gasped at that. Beside Winona, Adrian suddenly inhaled sharply.
She turned immediately. “What?” His expression had gone tense again.
“You remembered something, didn’t you?”
Adrian nodded once. Keisha noticed instantly. “Wait. What does he know?”
“The problem isn’t just Keisha dying,” Adrian said quietly.
The lobby fell silent again. His voice stayed calm, but Winona could see tension building behind his eyes.
“If she dies, tonight resets.”
Nobody spoke.
Adrian continued carefully. “And every time the night resets, our memories become more distorted.” Monica suddenly appeared behind them carrying iced coffee.
“Wow,” she said casually. “Say that again slower. I might use it in my next GoodNovel story.”
Everyone turned toward her.
Ava blinked. “You write too?”
“Sometimes.” Monica shrugged. “Mostly romance. Hot sweet romance...”
Even now, somehow, she looked completely relaxed.
Meanwhile the rest of the group stared at Adrian like he had officially lost his mind.
Julian looked entertained. “So according to mysterious hot guy over here, we’re trapped in magical murder time loops?”
“Basically,” Monica replied.
“I never said magical.”
“That honestly makes it worse.”
Liam frowned deeply. “How would you even know any of this?”
Before Adrian could answer, Winona stepped in quickly.
“Okay, maybe let’s not interrogate the only person currently making semi-logical statements.”
Mostly because she knew nobody would believe him anyway.
Not yet.
Keisha rolled her eyes dramatically. “You people cannot seriously believe this nonsense.”
She pointed toward the dark screen overhead.
“This is obviously some extreme reality show setup. Nobody’s actually killing contestants.”
Nobody answered confidently enough for her liking.
Keisha exhaled sharply. “Daniel is probably hiding somewhere while cameras record our reactions.”
“That would still be deeply illegal,” Liam muttered.
“Exactly. Which means he’s alive.” Keisha clapped once decisively. “So instead of panicking over creepy theater kids and fake blood, we should find him.”
Honestly?
That sounded reasonable enough for people to follow.
Within minutes, the contestants moved together toward the elevators.
The atmosphere felt different now, less glamorous and more tense. Even the hotel itself seemed quieter.
Winona noticed Adrian staying unusually close beside her the entire way upstairs.
Like he expected something terrible to happen at any second.
Finally they reached Daniel Cross’s suite.
Room 1408.
Moira stepped forward first and pushed the door open slowly. Everyone looked inside then froze.
The room was empty, completely empty. No sign of luggage, no clothes and no signs anyone had ever stayed there at all.
"I died in the last loop? What if I die in every loop?” she asked more softly now.Adrian’s expression shifted slightly, and for the first time since meeting him, he looked completely honest instead of guarded.“I don't know. What I do know is that I will save you this time.”The answer hit harder than she expected.Winona had spent years around people who only loved loudly when it benefited them. Her ex used grand gestures whenever he wanted forgiveness, and even before the cheating, she had constantly felt like she was fighting for attention in a relationship that drained her more than it healed her.But Adrian looked at her like losing her had already destroyed him once before.Winona stepped closer slowly until only inches separated them. “That’s a very intense thing to say to a woman you met yesterday.”His gaze dropped briefly toward her lips before returning to her eyes again. “It doesn’t feel like yesterday to me.”Something warm twisted painfully inside her chest.So she kiss
The atmosphere inside the hotel shifted slightly after the challenge ended.Nobody said it out loud, but surviving together had changed something between them. The panic from earlier slowly faded as the contestants finally left Daniel Cross’s suite and returned downstairs looking emotionally exhausted.Julian immediately demanded alcohol.Moira surprisingly agreed with him.“I usually drink after interrogations,” she admitted while accepting a glass from the hotel bar. “This somehow feels worse.”Liam sat beside her looking equally drained. “I still think there’s some technological explanation behind all this, but I’m starting to hate every possible answer.”“That’s the spirit,” Monica said cheerfully while snapping pictures of everyone with an old digital camera she somehow carried around constantly.Ava stretched dramatically beside Winona while they walked through the lobby together. “I deserve financial compensation for today’s trauma.”“You’d spend it on cocktails within twenty m
For several long seconds after the woman vanished from the mirror, nobody inside the bathroom spoke.The cracked glass reflected only their terrified faces now while the emergency lights continued flashing dim red across the walls. Water still dripped steadily from the sink, but somehow the silence felt even worse than the screaming earlier.Then Monica slowly looked toward Winona.“Listen,” she said carefully, “this is going to sound insane, but that creepy mirror woman kind of looked like you.”Winona stared at her. “Excuse me?”“I couldn’t see her face properly because of the hair,” Monica continued, “but the height, the build, even the voice a little bit…”Julian pointed dramatically toward the mirror. “I also vote against haunted future Winona.”Liam, however, looked thoughtful instead of scared. “Actually, this could still be manipulated footage.”Everyone turned toward him.“I’m serious,” he explained quickly. “I’m a journalist. I’ve covered AI scams, deepfakes, fake livestream
The scream came from inside the bathroom, and for a second everyone inside Daniel Cross’s suite stopped breathing.Moira immediately pushed past the others and rushed toward the sound while Liam followed close behind her. The emergency lights continued flashing dim red across the room.Winona moved forward too, but Adrian caught her wrist briefly before she entered.“Be careful,” he said quietly.Winona looked at him with raised brows. “You think I’m the type to stand outside while everyone else investigates?”“No. You’re exactly the type to run toward danger.”“And you still followed me.”Something softer flickered briefly across Adrian’s expression before he let her go and walked beside her into the bathroom.The first thing Winona noticed was the smell. The air carried a damp rotten scent that did not belong inside a five-star hotel bathroom. Water dripped steadily from one of the sinks, echoing unnaturally loudly in the silence.Iris stood frozen beside the bathtub with both hands
Nobody inside Daniel Cross’s suite spoke for several seconds after Adrian pointed toward the painting above the fireplace.Julian stared at it suspiciously before taking one dramatic step backward. “I would just like everyone to know that if a ghost jumps out of that wall, I’m sacrificing all of you and running first.”“We can’t even leave the room,” Liam reminded him while glancing toward the locked door.The timer on the television continued ticking down steadily.25:41Moira walked toward the fireplace without hesitation and carefully lifted the painting off the wall.A hidden compartment sat behind it. Inside rested a small black camera.“Well,” Monica said slowly, “that’s unsettling.”A tiny red light blinked from the device. The camera was still recording.Winona immediately looked toward Adrian.His expression darkened slightly. “That definitely wasn’t there before.”Moira picked up the camera carefully before placing it onto the table near the television. “Can someone connect
The silence inside Daniel Cross’s suite felt unnatural.Winona stepped farther into the room slowly while the others followed behind her. Everything looked spotless, untouched, and painfully normal. The king-sized bed was perfectly made, the curtains were drawn neatly across the windows, and not a single personal belonging remained anywhere inside the suite.It looked less like someone had disappeared and more like someone had erased him completely.“That’s impossible,” Keisha muttered. “He was literally checked into this room yesterday.”Liam walked toward the closet and pulled the doors open sharply. “No luggage. Nothing.”Julian whistled softly. “Either mega-rich people travel extremely light or our dead actor got vacuumed out of existence.”Moira ignored him while examining the room carefully. “Nobody cleans a suite this quickly unless they’re hiding evidence.”Ava moved closer to Winona nervously. “I officially hate this hotel.”“This was your idea.”“Don't remind me..."Winona g







