Off to the left side were the elevators. There were three of them, and they were all glass. They were huge chucks of glass that were molded into circular frames. Jerry broke the silence. “This way everyone. You need to sign in and get your room keys.” We followed him to the receptionists desk where there was a lady who looked only a little bit older than Melrose. Her dirty blonde hair was pulled back into a tight bun and she was wearing a black skirt and white blouse: the hotel employees uniforms.

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