The ringing of the sirens pierced the silent existence of room 217. Initially, Maria was sprawled across the hotel bed with the covers strewn all about. She was always a restless sleeper. After the sirens though, Maria bolted up to a sitting position. The groggy figure climbed out of bed and made her way towards the windows.Some fucking resort...
Maria stepped over to the phone to demand some explanation but the lack of a dial tone quickly threw her off. She became less angry and more confused. It was time to go to the front desk and get some answers. Maria shed her nightgown and put on some sweats and a loose fitting top and began to head out.