Taking his time with his steps, the old man Han slowly walked to the corridor's end where his room was. For some unknown reason, after getting the heavy air of the casino club downstairs, he was feeling a little more tired from before. His limbs were turning so heavy that he no longer was feeling any interest in moving them.
"Aye, why is it so tiring? I was all fine before" he mumbled under his breath as he fidgeted in his pocket to get out his room card to open the door. But right then his phone rang, causing him to take the call while pressing the card over the card sensing pad. "Umm … Yes, don't worry. I won't be staying here for long, darling. Tomorrow, taking the flight I will be back to you. Mwah!!" He said, coaxing some woman on the call while twisting the doorknob and pushing it open.
But the moment, he stepped into the room all his thoughts of rationality flew out of the window, seeing someone sitting cross-legged in the darkness.
