The camera spun. Leo saw the hotel lobby—the same gilded elevator, the same potted ferns. But the people weren't acting. A concierge lay slumped against the front desk, a silver champagne bucket overturned beside him. And there, in the center of the marble floor, sat Dunston.
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“Dooooownlooooad…”
Leo yanked the power cord. The screen flickered but didn't die. The laptop was running on no battery—he’d checked an hour ago; it was at 4%. Yet the progress bar at the bottom of the screen inched forward. The camera spun
The laptop screen went black one final time. But the reflection was wrong. Behind Leo’s terrified face, hovering just over his shoulder, a pair of small, intelligent, and utterly malevolent eyes glowed in the dark.
But this wasn't the lovable, comedic orangutan in a bellhop costume. Dunston’s eyes were wrong. Too knowing. Too still. In his hairy hand, he held not a stolen watch or a hotel key, but a room-service pen. He was writing on the floor. A concierge lay slumped against the front desk,
“Room service.”
“That’s not a thing,” Leo muttered.