Chapter 32：Back. Off. (2/2)

The car slows down as we get closer to the right location.

There is an underground car park, so we decide to go in and leave his vehicle in one of the spaces that's closest to an entrance.

The sliding door automatically opens for us, and we spot a parking meter inside. I pay for a 4-hour ticket. We wait for an elevator to come down.

I impatiently watch the floor numbers change as it goes down to our floor.

Finally, the steel doors open and we go inside the lift.

I take a keycard out of my bag, and I choose the fifth floor. There are only six floors in this building.

Ding.

Jett goes out of the elevator and starts inspecting the ceiling and the floors. His face scrunches up a little, and he looks relatively confused.

I've been looking at him this entire time. I end up laughing at him because his expression looks quite humorous. He seriously has no idea what this place is.

I add a bit of skip to my step as we approach the room I've rented two nights before.

This morning, the keycard arrived in my mailbox, just like the reviews said on the website.

They've been very efficient. I'd like to see what their facilities are like, however, before I pass judgment.

I skip one more time and spin around as I playfully ask him, ”Sooo... You have no idea what this place is?”

With innocence being the most notable expression that's gracing in his features, he responds with, ”Uhhh... nope?”

His eyebrows curve upwards as his eyes go from side to side. Jett's head follows suit, and he looks everywhere around the hallway from top to bottom.

”Since it's you, I don't think you're taking me somewhere really weird, or...” He's been facing the other way, but he quickly turns around to look at me. ”... Are you?”

I slap my knees and laugh my head off. He's funny about the whole thing, and I couldn't help but let slip a guffaw.

As soon as I settled down a bit, I clutch my stomach as it's starting to hurt from all the cackling I've been doing. ”Well... I guess it depends on what you define as 'weird', but in this case... then MAYBE?!”

My hands shoot up to cover my grin, and with my other hand, I give him the keycard. ”Why don't you open it and see?”

He lets out a sigh, and with great reluctance, he takes it and places it against the electronic lock. A set of beeps and shifting of metal could be heard. The green indicator lights up.

Upon seeing that the door is now unlocked, Jett turns the handle and pushes the door open.

The room is dim and is being illuminated by a red light.