A CURE FOR TORMENT

The hotel was dead quiet. nothing but the clanks of the fans rotating on the ceiling could be

hard.Luciana who's running for warmth but soon got tired of it. She stole her body on one of the

couches in Jalon's room. Jalon On the other hand, was sprawled on the bed, furiously texting

with his smartphone. the TV was on, but none of them bothered to look for a channel that was

worthwhile watching. it was nothing but static displaying on the screen. Luciana will swallow the

last bite of the pizza that they had ordered. the rest of the half-eaten crusts lay on the coffee

table.

they were both absorbed into their own worlds. Jalon Would occasionally put down his phone

and let out a long protracted yawn before he picked it up again.Soon after she was done

ravaging through the leftovers, Luciana began tossing pieces of paper that she ripped off a

diary on one of the table tops. It had the hotel logo on it and it came with