Turning the Tables

Rosalind followed instructions and made her way to the front desk of Frost Courtyard Hotel, grabbing her keycard.

Heading up to the ninth floor, she unlocked room 915. As she walked in, the door closed behind her. Surveying her surroundings, she found the room empty.

Suddenly, she caught a whiff of a strong, unfamiliar scent.

She narrowed her eyes and recognized that it was a potent sedative scent